Fenrir

I am Fenrir , some may have known me from my father’s wonderful reputation. But that was a long time ago. I have proved everyone that I was not my father and that his beliefs were not mine.

My father, Loki, was a harsh God. He punishes everyone that comes in between what he wants and what he thinks was best, not for the greater many, but mainly for himself. He had lived for a long time and he did many nit so great things that we, my sister and I, Hel, was not very fond and proud of.

Yes, my father was a bastard of a God and I have killed him out of my love for the wolves that was under our care. These wolves lead a peaceful lives before they were turned. I led a revolt. A movement to release every imprisoned wolf because my father was petty.

I am a wolf. My mother was a wolf goddess and my father took a fancy on her. Hel, was his child from a goddess in Athens. Loki was a playboy and he was loving it. But, he waa careful not to spread his seeds too far. Oy two offsprings.

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