Freyja considers her role as a war goddess a bit of a male fantasy. After all, women don’t make war, men do. Some horny male skald, reciting kennings to a mead hall full of juvenile boys, must have manufactured this identity for her. Sword-wielding, stunning, promiscuous… this blonde bombshell must have been the ultimate beat off fantasy for boys back in the day.

But now, in the modern era, how does Freyja reconcile the role that’s been written for her with her desire to write her own description?

Somehow she manages.

And is there any truth to the rumor that Frejya will be attending college on Midgard in the near future? You’ll have to wait and see…