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Various!Record of Ragnarok x reader ---------------------------------------------------------------- "Why do you hate the gods, Lady [Name]?" He had expected her face to contract in anger when he worded the question. Rage, resentment, animosity - anything of the like. But Hermes was instead met with a vacant smile. Her eyes void of any emotion. "Because you do not know the feeling of loss, and yet you take." ---------------------------------------------------------------- "Four years", she told herself. Four years had passed since the war. Four years since the people of Erilea had fought the Valg King and his forces and stood victorious. "It's over", she told herself. But she could not deny that some of those scars had yet to heal - and a small part of her wondered if they ever would. The queen looked over the horizon, at the land of sun-bleached cliffs and white-capped seas, of cascading waterfalls and flowing rivers. Looked at the home she had so vigorously fought to protect, to nurture. Looked at this land of beauty and wonder, and at the constructions of the city that were almost complete, as the locals merrily flocked the streets. Looked at Terrasen; her home. Her kingdom. "It's over," she repeated. However, destiny must have not aligned with her will because not long after a mysterious figure appeared at the palace gates, requesting her to participate in a tournament that would decide the fate of humanity. She felt inclined to say no. But the valkyrie's next words made her reconsider. "The gods wish to end humanity." And an opportunity like never before presented itself. A chance to punish those divine beings that had wronged her and her people. To exact revenge for what they had done to her world. The queen accepted.
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