When I went to my neighbor\'s apartment to investigate strange sounds, I never expected to fall through a portal into another world.
One goal.
Focused.
I-oh heck, I\'m going to end up kissing him again, aren\'t I?.
One task.
Focused, with one goal in mind.
We stick to the plan and ignore our attraction.
I certainly shouldn\'t want to do things to him.
Mortals and gods don\'t mix.
I should want nothing to do with him.
Brawny, smoking hot, irresistible jerk.
And sure, he\'s a god, but he\'s also an arrogant jerk.
We fight our many, many enemies together.
We bathe together.
We bicker.
So we travel together.
And we\'re bonded - anchor and god - with a bond unlike any other.
I know nothing about this place.
But Aron and I have a common goal - get home.
Joke\'s on him.
As Aron\'s anchor to the mortal realm, I\'m the one that\'s supposed to be guiding him through his exile in the mortal world.
Ha.
Or rather, I\'m his.
Aron, Lord of Storms, Butcher God of Battle, is my new companion.
Wish I had an answer.
The one person that might be able to help me is also the one person I want to throttle most.
Within minutes of arriving, I\'m enslaved.
Fun place.
How do I get home? GREAT question.
In this world, might makes right, men carry swords, and gods walk the earth.
Yet here I am, a stranger in an even stranger land...and I\'m stranded.
When I went to my neighbor\'s apartment to investigate strange sounds, I never expected to fall through a portal into another world
