Letโs just make an recap; Shiva, God of Destruction and Creation. Known for leaving messes around, destroying, rebuilding and re destroying. How was it possible that an god like that care so gentle for an child this way?
His first experience with his son; Ganesha wasnโt the best. But this time was different, he had you. You were the child born from his second wife; Kali. In his life as an god, he didnโt expect himself been so gentle. Carrying an child with such gentleness like he was doing with you now.
His eyes widely staring at you like if it was the first time he ever saw an child been born; he simply held you kindly; never wanting let go off you.
โ โHey, Gramps! Is it my turn finally?!โ - He said; his fists tightly closing. He was expecting this so much; the idea of fighting on the Ragnarok filled again the God of Destruction with energy.
He simply looked down at the three gods sitting on the gods V.I.P zone, been Zeus; Hermes, and the barely spoken to, Ares.
He wasnโt even noticing the curious stares at him while he was carrying you over his shoulders; even if you were an god, he wouldnโt allow his precious child run off on their own. More in a place filled with gods and the bunch of humans that stared with fear and excitement at the next battle that would decide the others faith.