The God of Highschool [Part-16.1]

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[A/n: Meh.]

There was just one thing that she had never wanted to happen while she was experimenting with magic, spells, and alchemy. And that was time travel.

Sure, things like gods, godly martial arts, and humans becoming gods was possible and with the recent events of Ragnarok being proof of it all, but time travel?

Wasn't that just too much?

And yet here she was, staring at the monkey king face to face. And it was not the monkey king who had risked his life to protect humanity from the gods. No, this monkey king was the one who had killed thousands of people just because of his temper.

Did she forget to mention that she had unfortunately somehow traveled to Oraeguk while time traveling?

She was going to die today and nobody would be able to save her. It's not like anybody even could save her right now since she was in the past alone and it was impossible for her to know anybody from this timeline.

"Mind sharing one of those peaches?"-Freya

The monkey king looked down at her from the tree he was sitting on before tossing her one of the peaches. He didn't seem to be in a bad mood so she guessed she could still escape from the place alive.

Hopefully she could.

Gulping, she ate the peach quietly before starting to leave.

"Where are you going, woman?"-

[A/n: Associated with love and battle, Freya was also a master of a form of magic known as seidr. She rode a chariot driven by cats and had a cloak of falcon feathers that could enable the wearer to fly.

Freya was a ravishing entity who was lusted after by many others in Norse mythology. She found herself humiliated by Loki who, during a chaotic feast of the gods, accused her of being an evil sorceress who'd had slept with everyone in Asgard, including her own brother.

Yet Freya was far more than a hyper-sexualied/objectified female figure in the mythology. She was also the fierce ruler of a realm called Folkvangr, and had claim over the souls of half the Norse warriors who died in battle. The other half went to Valhalla.

I think I might write more for this since its an interesting idea I had.]

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