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Feral [Netflix Ragnarok]
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Vidar Jutul... How to say something about? The businessman, the head of the family, suspected of polluting the city's water, among people he seemed quite normal and kind, and we all know what a soulless cold monster he was, seemingly normal in the deep hiding his greatest secret for .... Thousands of years, under pressure people who somehow start to suspect about him, he becomes unpredictable, ready to do anything to maintain his status and dignity, even though his temper sometimes writes under it.
Because who would believe that he is really a monster from Norse mythology in a human body ...
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