The Sins of Asgard: A Valkyrie's Confession

As the goddess of love and war, I’m often seen as a paragon of virtue, a shining example of the virtues of the Aesir. But let me tell you, dear mortals, the truth is far more sinister. My days are filled with the whispers of the damned, the pleas of the dying, and the lusts of the living. And I, Freya, revel in it all.

My eyes have seen the horrors of battle, the screams of the innocent, and the brutal lusts of the warriors who seek to prove their worth in the name of Odin. And yet, I am drawn to it all, like a moth to the flame. I have watched as the greatest heroes of Asgard succumb to their baser instincts, and I have participated in my fair share of their carnal pleasures. The gods may think me a paragon of virtue, but the truth is, I am a goddess of vice, and I take great pride in it.

So, the next time you see me walking among the gods, my golden armor shining, my beauty radiant, remember that behind the façade lies a woman consumed by the very sins I’m supposed to condemn. I am Freya, the goddess of love and war, and I will not be bound by the morals of the Aesir. I will continue to revel in the darkness, to dance with the shadows, and to tempt the damned into the fires of my love.