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“I didn’t want to waste the fresh boar,” I lie, knowing how he hates when meat is left over.
He stares at me, questions in his eyes, but he doesn’t voice them. Rather, he gets to the reason for his summons.
“I’ve got a mission for you.”
“I’m listening.”
“Follow me,” Odin instructs and turns toward the office he maintains.
The walls are lined with monitors which all display different corners of the world outside of Valhalla. Those of us here are dead, but there are billions of people still going through the motions of everyday life.
I remember what it was like before technological innovation, and I miss those simpler times. Now as I watch the men and women on the screens, they all seem to be in a hurry.
“As much as I prefer the old ways, even I have to admit that technology makes life easier,” Odin comments absently.
“It has its pros and cons.”
As the years passed and more warriors arrived in Valhalla, so did their knowledge, inventions, and experience. Odin resisted change for many decades, but even he couldn’t deny that we needed to keep up with the times despite being a different world.
“Yes, well…” He turns away from the monitors and faces me. “You and your officers are leaving by the end of the day and returning to the human world.”
Um… what?!
“For a mission?”
“Yes.”
“If it’s in the human world, why can’t the brothers in that chapter handle whatever it is that needs handled?”
Not only is VRMC active in the heavens, but we also have a chapter living among humans. I’m not sure what purpose they serve other than to have people worshiping Odin on all planes of existence.
“Are you questioning your orders?” he barks.
Yes, when they don’t make sense.
“No.” I shake my head. “Just trying to understand. What exactly is the mission?”
“There’s a woman I need you to make contact with,” he explains. “She’s working on a project for school and has chosen Valhalla for the topic.”
“And this is a problem?”
“It is when she’s getting information wrong,” Odin snaps.
“What would you like us to do about it?” I ask, still unclear about what he’s asking of us.
“I wantyouto help her, provide her with correct information. I want you to ensure that any research done or information presented to the world is accurate and keeps Valhalla’s best interests in mind.”
“And the officers?”
“They’re going along to keep you in line.”
“I’m their president. I keep them in line,” I snap.
“Maybe so, but this is a delicate situation, and I want all hands on deck.”
Okay…
“What’s the timeline for this mission?”
