"Talk"

'Thought'
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"That moon will always freak me out."

At the dead of night, where the stars were shining and the crescent moon was laughing, a short male individual, who was no doubt some kind of Dwarf, could be seen at the center of an abandoned graveyard, with over a hundred or a thousand dozen tombstones and buried bodies. The small man shivered in disgust and slight fear, from being in such an unsettling spot filled with corpses and from the said creepy smiling moon that never stops chuckling. But he tried his best to ignore it as he reached into a small bag and somehow pulled out a large bell and hammer. He held it up high and gently hit the instrument, once a light "Ding" was made. All of the graves suddenly had a small but bright light rise from the ground and just simply floated around in the air.

"Ah, perfect."

The Dwarf put the bell away and quickly walked around the many small balls of light, carefully examining each ball and every single one

"Dang it, there sure are a lot of pure and good souls, which I'm not saying it's bad! I would rather see a bunch of kind souls rather than evil ones, in fact, they definitely deserve to rest in peace and pass on to a happy afterlife."

He reached back into his magical bag and pulled out a tiny wonder. Gently tapping on it made the blue light, which are called souls, flash brightly before disappearing.

"But I wish there were some red evil ones for me to take, I need them for my next project I'm working on, oh well."

He wasn't too bothered if he couldn't find any, it was just as simple as doing some good deeds and helping lost souls find their afterlife while they looked around. It was still his determination to do so, and he continued to do so because he was there. He walked around most of the area, mainly sending pure souls to a heavenly place. But he did find a few large handfuls of the so-called "Red Evil Souls". So it wasn't a total loss, and it was definitely worth his time. He continued this traveling around the landscape for a couple more hours, either sending away or collecting specific souls, and he would only stop when he saw the sun was slowly starting to rise. He let out a satisfied sigh and took out a water bottle to quench his thirst.

"I think that's good enough for now."

He lifted a jar filled with over 10 dozen red souls, smiling lightly to himself before putting away what he had used for the day and would no doubt use it later

"Now to go home and put these naughty souls to proper use, I wonder if I should share some with my brother, I think he might appreciate a few for his work as well."

However, before he could even leave the area to continue with whatever project he had been talking about, he was quickly interrupted by a certain sound that definitely caught his attention

"-Now go on and take every innocent soul that you can find, be quick about it."

"B-But I don't know if I can deal with this-"

The Dwarf somehow managed to both appear and hide behind a tree just in time to see a grown woman smack a small child across the face, shocking the small man to see such a thing.

"Hush you thing and do as you're told..."

The blonde woman in a black cloak glared at the pink-haired child, who rubbed her stinging cheeks and tried her best not to cry.

"... O-Ok Mother..."

This shocked the Dwarf even further, not only to see an adult lay hands on a child, but specifically 'HER' own child specifically, not only that, from what little he was able to see and hear, the mother was apparently using her daughter to commit some sin for whatever goal she was trying to achieve, no doubt it wasn't any good, usually, he would rather not get involved with someone's evil master plan and make himself an enemy to them, he prefers to stay quiet and neutral, however...

"Faye wouldn't have let this continue..."

Not only does he know that a certain someone he knew would be extremely disappointed in leaving a clearly toxic mother-daughter relationship alone, but his conscience would forever haunt him with the knowledge of leaving a helpless kid and not doing anything about it. He lets out a heavy breath of air and shakes his head.

"What am I doing..."

He reached into his bag again and pulled out a handful of glittering dust. Holding it up to his face, he gently blew on it, causing it to scatter in the air.

"Good, now hurry up, if you do good enough, maybe I'll even consider letting you-"

Before the blonde woman could continue speaking to her daughter, who she treats more like a tool, she was suddenly hit in the face with sparkling dust, which definitely startled the pink-haired child. The latter made the woman stumble back as she coughed and tried to rub it away from her face.

"WHAT THE!... Hell!... W-Was that..."

Unfortunately for her, she was unable to do anything or properly react to this sudden dust attack. She suddenly became very drowsy and sleepy, slowly falling to her knees, struggling to stay awake, but ultimately failed as she then fell to the ground and was now completely unconscious.

"M-Mother?..."

The little girl was very confused, unsure how to deal with this situation, but before she could even process what had just happened, she heard footsteps behind her, and quickly turned around to see the Dwarf, who was somehow behind her without her knowing.

"W-Wait! Don't run away, I-I'm only here to help!"

He tries his best to move as slowly as he can, while also making sure not to scare the young child by looking imposing in any way.

"D-Did you do this t-to my Mother?"

Unfortunately she was both very scared and nervous, but luckily she didn't run away, which was a plus for him

"Yes, but only because she was clearly not treating you right."

He took light steps and continued moving forward towards her, which made her step back a bit. She wasn't running.

"B-But that's how m-my Mother always treats me, s-so it should be normal, right?"

Hearing her say that in such a sad but accepting tone made the small man's heart ache slightly

"No, no it's not, a real Mother should always show their children with love and affection, even if you did something bad, a stern talking would be enough of a punishment for someone like you."

He then knelt down before the young girl, who looked down at her hands and clutched her black dress tightly

"S-So you're saying that my Mother isn't treating me good?..."

Even as she talked and asked him this, she refused to look up and meet his eyes.

"No, she isn't."

He shook his head; what he said made the pink-haired child go quiet for a few moments before she started crying, which worsened the ache in his heart even more.

"W-What d-do I do n-now then?..."

She could barely speak through all that crying, but she was still able to see a gloved hand through her teary eyes, even though the hand was wrapped in a towel.

"For now, let's take you somewhere that you can wash up, ok? You're a bit filthy."

The small girl could only nod in response, grabbing his hand, which was still wrapped in a towel, standing back up to his feet and starting to take her away from there, and more specifically away from the unconscious blonde woman.

"Oh, if you're curious, my name is Sindri, nice to meet you."

"H-Hello Mr. Sindri, I-I'm Crona, a-and this is Ragnarok."

"Ragnarok?..."

"That's Right You Short Turd! Now Where's My Candy!~"

"WHAT IN THE WORLD?!"
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I might mess around with the God of War timeline a bit, where Faye is still alive, while Crona would be around the same age as the Atreus, you know, just in case I feel like shipping the two, anyway Sindri and Brok will be the new father figure for Crona, if you wanna know, I'm open to suggestions and advice~

(Btw, I don't feel like bothering with keeping Crona gender neutral, so they will be a she, cause why not, though Ragnarok will still be male, speaking of which, I could see him and Broke either hating or relating to one another, lol~)