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When things with Tyr were resolved we enjoyed a nice and slow-paced talk about everything involved with his problems and… anything else, really. Although he's still overly grumpy, which kind of reminds me of the old Lucifer, he did said he wanted friends. Despite acting prideful and all, he probably has felt so lonely he had become desperate enough to leave his godly pride aside.
"So how did you used to look like when you were alive?" Wondered Partner.
"Were you a burly and bearded guy?" Asked Emeraldine.
"Yeah, like this…" Tyr said, his shadows quickly taking shape into a tall, muscular bearded man with several scars over his body. He was around three meters tall, I guess he was really a Viking God.
"Woah he's really a Viking God of War, alright." I laughed.
"Damn." Helga smiled.
"You two are a bit too thirsty, no?" Lucifer sighed while crossing his arms.
FLASH!
However Tyr quickly went back to his other form.
