[ Eric ]

“Hey! We need to patch it up!”

I grabbed his hand again and then noticed something interesting. He had a grey tattoo on his left forearm. It wasn’t just some tattoo of birds or runes. It was almost like a tattoo of a blessed person. Is he the one I was looking for? What would be special about him?

[ Eric ]

“We’re gonna take care of that wound and later you’ll explain this to me.” I said as I raised his forearm high enough for both of us to see the tattoo.

[ Boy ]

“Okey. I live nearby. I might have some bandages there.”

[ Eirc]

“Fine with me. What’s your name? I’m Eric. This is Stella and my wolf Skyge.”

[ Dian ]

“My name is Dian.”

Dian took us to his house or whatever it was supposed to be. It definitely wasn’t built by a professional. Compared to this my house is very well made. The doors were much smaller than the hole made for them. The floor was cracking with every step. The roof had a patch on patch. There was only one room with a bed, table, wardrobe, and two chairs. He sat on the chair and was ready to pull the arrow out.

[ Eric ]

“Are you stupid?!” I shouted as I stopped him from doing that.

[ Dian ]

“What? I have to pull it out right?”

[ Eric ]

“First some bandages to have them on hand and if you pull it out like that you’re going to damage your hand even more.”

I found some rags in his wardrobe. I placed his hand on the table and took his sword. With one swift move, I cut out the tip of an arrow. I placed the rags under his hand and forcefully placed the sword handle between his teeth.

[ Eric ]

“Okey. Get ready. I’m pulling it on three… three!”

If not for the sword in his mouth he would be screaming. I saw that he put on a brave face but this one tear came out. It wasn’t bleeding very much because that arrow was pretty thin. When I took the sword away he continued to clench his teeth.

[ Dian ]

“That was awful! If you’ll excuse me. I need to relieve myself.”

Dian stiffly stood up and left the house. After a moment of silence, I heard a scream. It wasn’t loud but I could hear it because of how quiet it was here. He couldn’t hold it any longer. When he came back he had red eyes and his voice was cracking.

[ Dian ]

“Sorry for taking too long.”

[ Eric ]

“Now we can talk about that tattoo of yours.”

[ Dian ]

“I guess you know what tattoo it is?” Said Dian in a different voice than earlier. He wanted to sound like a total badass.

[ Eric ]

“You’re blessed by god.”

[ Dian ]

“Yes, I am! I was chosen by the greatest god! One of the heroes of Asgard! Meili!” Said the boy with excitement.

[ Eric ]

“Never heard of him.”

[ Dian ]

“Huh? But he is… How could anyone not know him?”

[ Eric ]

“Because I’m not from here.” I said as I showed my tattoo.

[ Dian ]

“You’re a blessed person! Too!”

[ Eric ]

“Yeah. I come from England and you?”

[ Dian ]

“Ehm… I don’t remember…”

[ Eric ]

“How can you not remember something like that?”

[ Dian ]

“... I was blessed when I was a kid…”

[ Eric ]

“That’s a bit unfortunate.”

[ Dian ]

“It’s not bad. It’s amazing! Being chosen by the god and being a hero and all of that!”

[ Eric ]

“Yeah… Depends on who blessed you. Being blessed by god, like Loki, isn’t fun at all.”