As Sammy found himself in the luxurious divine mansion, he couldn't help but feel a bit out of place. Vamelion, the Valkyrie assigned to serve him, exuded an aura of utmost respect that left Sammy feeling like he was starring in a cosmic sitcom.
Trying to break the divine ice, Sammy began, "So, Vamelion, what's the deal with Valkyries? Do they have a secret preference for flowers, chocolates, or maybe, divine weapons?"
Vamelion, maintaining her stoic Valkyrie demeanor, replied, "Valkyries appreciate valor and strength. Gifts aren't exactly common in our realm."
Sammy, determined to connect with the enigmatic Valkyrie, decided to drop a humor bomb, "Ah, the strong, silent type. I like that. Maybe I'll gift you a divine battle axe someday."
Vamelion, maintaining her composure, simply nodded. Sammy continued, "So, how about giving me a crash course in not getting smote by divine beings? I could use some divine self-defense lessons."
Vamelion hesitated, "I'm considered weaker among Valkyries. I wouldn't want to embarrass you."
Sammy, undeterred, shrugged, "No shame here! I've survived this long through pure luck and questionable decision-making."
Blazeheart, Sammy's Tire 8 Flame Lion, interjected, "I can see your energy. You're not even tapping into one-tenth of your power. I can train you."
Vamelion, surprised and honored, responded, "A Tire 8 beast offering to train a Valkyrie? That's like a unicorn sighting. I'm in!"
"But," she added with a hint of disappointment, "I can't stick around for long, Master Samuel. I'm only allowed to bring you food."
Sammy, channeling his inner smooth operator, leaned back and said, "Don't worry, Vamelion. I'll have a chat with the big boss, Aruara, for you."
Vamelion's eyes widened, "Did you just say the Queen Mother's name out loud?"
Sammy, with a sly grin, responded, "Yep, I did. Living life on the edge, you know?"
In a blink, Aruara materialized beside Sammy, smiling widely. Sammy greeted her with a casual, "Hey, Mum, wait I can call you mum right."
Aruara, playing along, replied, "Of course you can."
Vamelion, on the verge of a cosmic meltdown, watched the divine banter unfold. Sammy, feeling his moment, dropped the bombshell, "I want Vamelion to be my personal guide around here. More like my secretary."
Aruara, faux-jealous, quipped, "Am I not your guide?"
Sammy, with a mischievous grin, replied, "You're the Queen Mother. I wouldn't want to stress you out. And I've heard divine paperwork is a nightmare."
Aruara, playing along, said, "Fair point. Vamelion, from today, you're relieved from battle duties. Stick with Sammy here, and make sure he doesn't get into too much divine trouble. Return only when he's asleep. Got it?"
Vamelion, now standing rigidly, replied, "Yes, Queen Mother."
As Vamelion left, Sammy couldn't believe the absurdity of it all. Aruara turned to him, and with a wide smile, said, "You can go now. I have a bedtime story to tell."
As Vamelion vanished, Sammy couldn't help but shake his head. "The girls back on Earth won't believe this. Or maybe I'm just dreaming. Either way, this divine comedy show is getting more absurd by the moment."
As vamelion walk back she was thinking"I just say a tire 8 beast and the queen mother in the same room
The girls wouldn't believe this, or could it be that am loosing my mind" she smiled and said out loud"it could be."
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