Until Odin separates us | Heimdall

Tree of beliefs

Chapter thirteen

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Since the elves of light had returned to life, life in Alfheim had once again taken on a light that caused the shadowy vegetation to disappear into the shadows where it belonged and the plants of light once again had the conditions to climb to decorate the temples of light and the landscape of Alfheim

The greenery stood out so beautifully against the bright sky where there was not a cloud in sight and the blue cast its colour beautifully on the reflections in the polished surface of the white temple the golden elements added to the beauty the pink flowers of the plants were just the addition of many of one.

That, at least, was the case outside.

Tyr stepped forward still looking at the visions - She lied - he muttered quietly under his breath trying to understand what the sands of faith combined with the visions were creating in front of his eyes, not even the big man noticed how Atreus was standing in front of him and he was pushing over his shoulder

- Gróy lied! - rejoiced Mimir and Kratos looked at everything suspiciously, the vision of Ragnarok destroying all the worlds and yet only Asgard will be destroyed - Odin is based on a maelstrom! - added the delighted Mimir who giggled under his breath

Atreus now standing in front of his father, looking at him with hope in his eyes - So... - The teenager wanted to understand all this without losing the hope that the skylight on his shoulder was fuelling - We can win - the teenager smiled proudly.

The skylight's blue eyes looked at Tyr, who was behaving suspiciously according to the skylight, looking at the prophecy as if he was seeing it for the first time. And after all Tyr is a giant why didn't he know about the additional hidden prophecies before? Did he forget through so many years of imprisonment by Odin? Did he not know because he is not the real Tyr?

Kratos began to back away wanting to get out of the prophecy and the bright yellow practically white door was behind them, Atreus went around his father and stood in front of it to stop him - Defeat Odin! - he continued as if he hadn't noticed that his father wanted to leave and end this whole adventure.

Without actually resolving it, without entering into a new war.

- We are not part of the prophecy - He pointed to the prophecy behind him, and a growling voice came from the throat of the bearded man who still held the decapitated head of Mimir in his hand

- But it was Tyr who led the charge on Asgard! - Indignantly Atreus still did not lose that hope of his, he saw a chance to defeat Asgard, he saw that it could be done. But why was no one listening to him? Atreus began to circle his father, who had fatigue written all over his face and his shoulders tensed and slumped in anger and helplessness - Well there was the army of Hel - Loki added, still looking at his father gesturing with his hands - And the Elves -.

- And the Champion - He added at the end, at which his father tensed up and turned menacingly to look at his son in order to banish from his head this foolish hope which might not succeed and Atreus would die for his childish curiosity, naivety and desire for a foolish fight which might end in nothing but defeat.

- All right - he raised his hands in a gesture of defence, jumping back a little when he saw the look his father was sending him - It doesn't matter who he is - the red-haired teenager giggled nervously and his mohawk was dishevelled as always - But for the first time we know something that Odin doesn't know - he added and the skylight was still watching Tyr who was looking at the prophecies.