Flickering from my sight, I turned towards Melinoë, the Goddess of Madness. I had thought she was just a little crazy, but this was not what I expected. I had witnessed everything from my darkness, but even I was surprised by her madness.

SHit was definitely a turn-on, bathing in blood, yes. Making your enemies eat one another, yes, and that laughter, yes. Melinoë was definitely a keeper! Wait, no, no, this is another trap sent by the hells. Don't fall for crazy! Don't do it!

"So, you may need to work on your control!" I slowly spoke, hoping not to trigger her.

Vanishing from my sight, her cold words sounded once more, "I need some time. I will see you tonight."

"First Zanris and her Mr. Bear, now Melinoë and this shit! I need another vacation too much crazy all at once. Shit, when was the last time I ate someone? "

Glancing around at the empty gates, I sighed, "Zan lead the way. I have no idea where to go!"

Pushing past me, Zanris grew silent as our feet continued to echo through the clouds. Rushing past us, I watched hundreds of Elders and Disciples rush towards the gates as we left. The evil aura had just vanished, and there were far too many greedy people with a death wish.

"These vines were actually a mistake created by Lady Freya and her father in hopes of recreating the world tree. There are hundreds all around Midgard, all of them failures. However, the God's mistakes are our treasures." whispered Zanris as we walked, making our way towards the large vines connected to one another.

Never bothering to open my mouth, we slowly came upon a large plot of land filled with millions of disciples. "This is where the outer disciples stay, and those that are not a part of the bloodline."

"Bloodline?"

"Yes, the Vanir's are a clan. The high elves will stay in the palace at the top, and elves and creatures created by Vanir gods will stay within outskirts of the castle." Zan explained, pointing to the vague castle too far for my eye to fully capture. "The rest is where the inner and outer disciples that joined the Vanir CLan late. With them not being a part of the three major bloodlines in the Vanir Clan, they must start from the beginning. "

"you do not belong here, filth!" A booming voice exploded in my ear.

Turning to the large monk with an enormous staff upon his back my I glanced into his sharp dark eyes, "A traitor like yourself dares to enter our holy land?"

"Amund, you became an Elder?" Zan coldly asked with a dark smirk, "It's understandable. I heard your master Elder Bo was fucking all the young boys. It's no wonder his favorite boy became an elder? Are you still dropping it like it's hot for him?"

Dropping my jaw, I stared in wonder at Zanris. Where was that childlike innocence she showed me, her master? I want to speak to this woman, not no child!

Pulling his staff from his back, Zanris remained indifferent, but the air grew stall and dry. "Attack Amund, and I will rip your arms off. We are no longer kids; I will end you should you dare gather the courage to strike."

Turning to me, a shimmer of childish innocence returned, "Come, Master, follow Zan!"

NOOO!!! I want big Zanris, not this! I hope she grows out of it. Stepping past the fearful Amund, I could not help but ask, "What did you do to him?"

"Pushed his head into the outer disciple's public toilet and made him eat shit. We were relatively young, but Zan was always the one to win. He tried to drug me, so this was his consequence every time I saw him." Zanris lightly explained with a joyful smile. "Oh, I almost forgot many within the Vanir Clan like drugs, so watch out. Their sense of morals is quite all over the place."

Hearing Zanris speak of Mortal, I almost scuffed in disgust, flashing back to the large monstrosity she called Mr. Bear.

"HALT!" shouted Amund shivering in anger. "Where is your badge?"

"Up your mother's pussy!" I mocked, turning around waving my arm. "or would you prefer I say up the hole of that elder that was fucking that ass of yours?"

Paling Amund dropped his staff, watching me leave in awe. Suddenly a hulking man appeared before us, staring at me with a cold gleam.

"Lord Snow, I presume?" He questioned, "I truly hope you were joking with my disciple. Rumors as such are what leads to the death of so many of those within the younger generation."

'Elder Bo, I presume? No, I stand by what I said. But wow, are you part giant?" I suddenly asked in surprise, staring at the man towering over me. TUrning back to Amund, I could only nod in amazement, "bro, did it hurt? Your ass must be wide as fuck. How old were you when he tore you up?"

Coving her mouth, Zanris tried to hold in her laughter that broke out, filling the air with her captivating voice. "Elder Bo, no need to intimidate my master, he is a part of this clan now, and Unnr is well aware of his presence."

"It is sect master!" Bo stated, not showing any type of expression to my surprise. Narrowing my eyes towards the control man, I nodded inwardly. "And it doesn't matter who you are, Lord Snow or even the Sect Master. We all have rules to follow."

"I think I have heard enough. " I suddenly responded, cutting of the lecture I felt I was about to receive. "Zanris, keep going; I grow weary of this meaningless conversation. Bo, if you wish to attack, please do, but we are aware your blood will spread faster than the train you ran on those little boys."

Stepping past Bo, a cold light flickered through the air as he shot to me a chilling side glance. Arching my lips, I continued on, feeling the cold air growing thin.

"You are not going anywhere, Snow." Elder Bo all of a sudden said. Tilting my head back, I watched space begin to twist. "It would seem that the young generation is getting ruder and ruder with each generation."

"Quite right, I am from the generation that will piss on your ancestor's grave right in front of you. In fact, I think I might. If you were not a sword swallower, I might have fucked your wife, or have you not come out yet? It's cool. Just remember society is here for you... At least in my world, they are."

"Hold your tongue, Lord Snow. " Bo declared with a hint of fury in his tone, "By the Ancient Tree, you may be the most arrogant man I have the honor of meeting."

"I will have to agree. I am quite great."