[Comprehensive] Abuse of slag and cuteness

"Who are you?" Someone asked him in the mist.Eduardo raised his head and saw a black-haired boy, fifteen or sixteen years old. His slender limbs revealed the tension and embarrassment of the boy. Instead of stretching them, he shrank them as small as possible. In my memory?"

memory?

Eduardo was taken aback for a moment, but then, he found that Pete was gone!

"What are you looking for?" The black-haired boy walked up to him and asked in a gesture that made Eduardo easy to soften his heart.

"Peter!"

"Peter? That's such a strange name...I've never seen a person named Pete—ordinarily, we wouldn't be called by such a name..." He said, stretching his limbs slightly, and stood up , "Or can I help you find that... Pete? Is he your lover?"

"My son," Eduardo replied.

"Your son? You don't look too big!"

"Pete is only seven years old, too."

"Seven years old?!" The young black-haired boy stared at Eduardo with wide eyes, "God, then he's just a baby! How could you lose him?" He blamed, voice With anxiety, "This is my memory but I'm just a memory... I mean, I'm not a real person, you know it's kind of hard to understand - but if you're a magician you can Understood, are you a magician?"

Facing the boy's expectant eyes, Eduardo could only shake his head.

"So, magicians are really rare... But to be honest, you also look quite thin, so are you... a stalker or a swordsman? I don't think you can be a warrior, right?" The boy stretched out his hand Squeezed Eduardo's arm, "Hey, you are thinner than me!"

Eduardo shook his head: "No, I think you probably misunderstood...I'm not...not an Asgardian."

"Oh! Are you an elf? A half-elf? Or..."

"Human, I'm from Earth." Eduardo interrupted his suspicion.

The dark-haired boy was shocked by this sentence.He looked at Eduardo with wide eyes, and moved his fingers from Eduardo's arm to his face... As if Eduardo was a subject worth studying, he touched his cheek for a long time before he giggled: " My God, it turns out that this is the people of the Atrium, I thought the people of Midgard looked different from us!" He said, grabbing Eduardo's hand, "Let's go, in order to find your child—— But if he is also from Zhongting, he will probably be bigger than the baby, it's nothing, I can find him... because he is in my memory."

Said that this is his memory, but the black-haired boy was not sure of Pete's location, so he took Eduardo to start searching for a way out in these fogs.

And Eduardo saw one scene after another in it——

Those tall buildings, golden buildings.They are towering into the sky, with wonderful angles that cannot be explained by mechanics, and from another direction, the material of these buildings is even more incomprehensible to him... Maybe it is gold, but maybe, it is more precious than gold, he can't be sure of these what is it.But the dark-haired boy pointed out to him, those magical people who were selected from the courtyard——

"These are the warriors of the Atrium, and they will be brought up after they die—but I think such a topic is too weird, if the people of the Atrium die and come to Valhalla, then... Valhalla is here, and Where are the people from Valhalla going after they die? Hilaheim?" He shrugged his shoulders, dismissive of these, "Actually, he was just telling a joke, I believe they are the warriors of the Atrium, but I don't believe they are dead. Did you know that when they come here, they have to fast and bathe, eat our food, and live in Valhalla for three months before they can come out and enter the barracks, and this period is enough to turn them into heroic Asgardian warriors .”

Eduardo listened as he continued.

"You know, when Asgard doesn't have enough warriors, they go to the Atrium to get someone to come up, but it's okay-they all do it, and then pretend how merciful they are, and make the dead brave gods or something .” The young black-haired boy seemed to be full of criticism. He probably had reached the stage of rebellion, so he looked down on these things in particular—young people always have an inexplicable sense of justice.

Although, sometimes, the inexplicable sense of justice will be regarded as evil, even...anti-social.

And that's clearly what happened to the dark-haired boy, who looked lonely.

Eduardo couldn't help reaching out and touching the top of his head: "Is this something they don't let you touch?"

"Aha, stop kidding - my daddy really wants me to understand this and touch this, and then...he probably thinks that I can do this... for his beloved eldest son Sol. Sol is the light one , he doesn't need to know this...Only me, sinister and evil, born with a dark face, right?" He smiled bitterly, "But it's nothing, I can't say these things, but I always have Way to upset them- look, Freya cheated on her brother, and I know the whole thing, and I'll let the gods who got drunk in her body know who they shared a woman with- This is so much fun!"

Well, Eduardo knows, if this is Loki, he must be the most evil in Asgard - and if he is not, everyone else will think he is.

They walked together for a while, and on the way, Eduardo saw some pictures again, and when a painting floated in front of him, the boy blushed and blocked his sight-but obviously, he still saw it... ...Of course he saw it!

Although not much, but... the truth of the matter is enough for him to piece together.

It was a night.

A beautiful night like never before on earth.

In the night, what Eduardo saw was the kiss of two boys.

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"Who are you?" Someone asked him in the mist.Eduardo raised his head and saw a black-haired boy, fifteen or sixteen years old. His slender limbs revealed the tension and embarrassment of the boy. Instead of stretching them, he shrank them as small as possible. In my memory?"

memory?

Eduardo was taken aback for a moment, but then, he found that Pete was gone!

"What are you looking for?" The black-haired boy walked up to him and asked in a gesture that made Eduardo easy to soften his heart.

"Peter!"

"Peter? That's such a strange name...I've never seen a person named Pete—ordinarily, we wouldn't be called by such a name..." He said, stretching his limbs slightly, and stood up , "Or can I help you find that... Pete? Is he your lover?"

"My son," Eduardo replied.

"Your son? You don't look too big!"

"Pete is only seven years old, too."

"Seven years old?!" The young black-haired boy stared at Eduardo with wide eyes, "God, then he's just a baby! How could you lose him?" He blamed, voice With anxiety, "This is my memory but I'm just a memory... I mean, I'm not a real person, you know it's kind of hard to understand - but if you're a magician you can Understood, are you a magician?"

Facing the boy's expectant eyes, Eduardo could only shake his head.

"So, magicians are really rare... But to be honest, you also look quite thin, so are you... a stalker or a swordsman? I don't think you can be a warrior, right?" The boy stretched out his hand Squeezed Eduardo's arm, "Hey, you are thinner than me!"

Eduardo shook his head: "No, I think you probably misunderstood...I'm not...not an Asgardian."

"Oh! Are you an elf? A half-elf? Or..."

"Human, I'm from Earth." Eduardo interrupted his suspicion.

The dark-haired boy was shocked by this sentence.He looked at Eduardo with wide eyes, and moved his fingers from Eduardo's arm to his face... As if Eduardo was a subject worth studying, he touched his cheek for a long time before he giggled: " My God, it turns out that this is the people of the Atrium, I thought the people of Midgard looked different from us!" He said, grabbing Eduardo's hand, "Let's go, in order to find your child—— But if he is also from Zhongting, he will probably be bigger than the baby, it's nothing, I can find him... because he is in my memory."

Said that this is his memory, but the black-haired boy was not sure of Pete's location, so he took Eduardo to start searching for a way out in these fogs.

And Eduardo saw one scene after another in it——

Those tall buildings, golden buildings.They are towering into the sky, with wonderful angles that cannot be explained by mechanics, and from another direction, the material of these buildings is even more incomprehensible to him... Maybe it is gold, but maybe, it is more precious than gold, he can't be sure of these what is it.But the dark-haired boy pointed out to him, those magical people who were selected from the courtyard——

"These are the warriors of the Atrium, and they will be brought up after they die—but I think such a topic is too weird, if the people of the Atrium die and come to Valhalla, then... Valhalla is here, and Where are the people from Valhalla going after they die? Hilaheim?" He shrugged his shoulders, dismissive of these, "Actually, he was just telling a joke, I believe they are the warriors of the Atrium, but I don't believe they are dead. Did you know that when they come here, they have to fast and bathe, eat our food, and live in Valhalla for three months before they can come out and enter the barracks, and this period is enough to turn them into heroic Asgardian warriors .”

Eduardo listened as he continued.