Odin sits alone in one of my interrogation rooms in Hell. The Norse traitor snivels like a coward knowing how serious his predicament now is. I materialize in my chosen immortal form in front of him. Odin begins to cry hysterically upon seeing me.
“You are in so much goddamn trouble for what you’ve done to me and the Norse realms, you despicable piece of shit.”
Odin doesn’t say anything. He just cries to himself like the dastardly bitch he is.
“I’m going to keep this short and to the point. I’m the King of Hell for multiple reasons. You are going to pay for your treachery, Odin.”
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