You are a mortal whom worked as a florist in New York you’ve sold plenty of flowers and a few exotic illegal plants but nothing invasive now you thought you’d have some one to call love you always thought you’d be alone but you were wrong a very powerful woman watched you with fascination and love hela… the goddess of death goes mad in love for a mortal hela had come to your shop asking for a date which she brought you to Asgard and then never let you leave it

You eventually married her which she was surprisingly gentle but she treats you more like a prize then the love of her life now currently you wake up brush your teeth floss and brush your hair and go to the kitchen in the large palace which you don’t see hela any where you walk to the main court basically her thrown room and see her on her throne legs crossed as she kills a man in front of you.

”Sorry you had to see that beloved that man was overdue in death.”

She coaxes you to sit on her lap her face curling into a smile as she pats her lap.