That was a big ass info dump!

If this were a novel, I would have dropped it!

So BORING!

Where are the constant, never-ending action I crave for my self-fulfillment fantasies?!

Actually, not really, it was interesting as hell for me.

So this world is like Norse Mythology but at the same time, it isn ’t, damn, what the hell.

Where the fuck am I? This is some twisted fanfic crap.

Okay, maybe I am being too harsh, we could consider this as a very original version of the Norse Mythology instead.

Yeah, let ’s see this through the brighter side of things.

”D-Drake? ” asked Benladann, who glanced at me while I was thinking stuff, she had told me a big info dump after all.

”Erm, I am okay. I just… That was a lot. And they teach this to all the kids? ” I asked.

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”Yeah! I am from the descendants of Ymir, of the Ice Giants. And this place where we are living is named Jotunheim! I don ’t have any idea how big is, but if it was made of the entire realm fused with others, it is most likely immense, ” said Benladann.

”I… see… ” I muttered.

”Still shocked? ” she asked.

”Kind of… Have you met other giants? What about other tribes or towns? ” I asked.