Viktor | 2

5 days later

Turns out, Spiros had been knocked out for a year and half. So Viktor had to deal with a 13 year old boy whose muscles had atrophied and as a result, he could barely stand for more than a couple of minutes without feeling like all the blood was rushing to his head and having his legs give out. 

Nobody in his family even bothered to visit him...yikes. 

Anyways, right now, he was lying down in his bed, being spoon-fed by the female nurse with the kiwi voice.

"Here comes the pegasus!!!" she squealed excitedly and motioned the spoon slowly towards Spiros' mouth.

Spiros' amber colored eyes rested lazily on the nurse as he gave her the most bored and disappointed look. 'This kid's eyes looks like the eyes of a middle aged alcoholic who just woke up feeling dead inside after a twelve hour nap. Damn...like my dad then.' the nurse said to herself. She's never seen anybody whose eyes express this much laziness in all sixty three years of her life. Not even her dad. This kid had a much worse case of resting bitch-eyes.

"Lady, I'm thirteen. Not one year old. Just give me the damn porridge, I can eat it myself." Spiros' words and face showed that he was clearly not having fun. However in reality, Spiros was enamoured by the nurse. She had the same blood-colored hair as him, Except while his hair was really wavy, hers was only slightly wavy. God, it was really healthy-looking too, she could have been a model for shampoo advertisements. 

She styled that immaculate long hair in a ponytail which almost came down to her butt. And seeing her feed him with her glasses on and a smile on her face, Viktor felt his heart ache. 'Cute' he giggled internally.

Despite her mentioning that she was in her sixties, she looked like she was in her late twenties. Apparently people here lived up to two hundred and they all aged weirdly. No issue, Viktor liked GILFs too.

He did oblige though, and made an 'ahn' sound while eating the porridge.

"Good boy." The nurse patted him on his head.

"Gee, thanks mom." Spiros muttered sarcastically, but managed to smile. And his eyes seemed to flicker with some sort of life. 

She continued teasing Spiros and feeding him, while he grumbled, but obliged. Before long, he was finished with his food. The nurse, whose name was apparently Chryseis (why the fuck did everyone here have cool sounding names??) smiled at him, which made Spiros' heart melt. "Alright. That's it for today. You've been recovering incredibly well! Nobody eats solid food five days out of a year-long coma."

"Well, it's all thanks to you. You guys ....uhm..took care of me for a year, right?" Spiros blurted out which made Chryseis give him a look, as if he was a cute puppy. 

"Yeah, what can I say, I guess I'm like, the best nurse in Greece or whatever." She replied cheekily, then dabbed the corners of Spiros' mouth with a tissue paper before getting up. "Right. You catch some sleep, okay?"

"Okay mom." Spiros replied in a monotone voice.

"If I catch you watching TV again..."

"It won't happen again, mom."

"Yeah it better not, or else...I'm gonna convince the doctors to give you an injection!" Chryseis grinned.

Spiros gave her the same disappointed look, which made her burst out laughing. "Stop looking at me like that, you brat!" She pinched his cheek and then proceeded to pick up the food tray and walk out of his room. Then as she was just about to exit his room and close the door behind her, she popped her head out and gave him a faux-serious look.

"I won't watch TV tonight! I promise, Oh my god!" Spiros replied.

"Good." Chryseis looked satisfied, then closed the door. 

She looked down at the tray she was holding. Well, that was Spiros taken care of. Gotta put the tray for cleaning, so she started walking towards the cafeteria, passing a couple of people with wheelchairs and doctors, nurses, and a few patients. 

He seemed to be an adorable kid. People mentioned that he was kind of a rude little shit, but that thankfully wasn't the case. It was pleasant while working with him. 

In fact, she was in such a good mood that when she passed by the male nurse Nicos (who was with her and the doctor when Spiros first woke up), he mentioned, "You seem to be happy today." while passing by.

"How'd you know?" Chryseis whirled around.

"You should see the look on your face. I thought you were supposed to tend to that angry old geezer with no ligaments in his knees today?"

"Well, yeah. I..." Chryseis sighed. "Yeah, I took care of that jerk. I'm just coming back from giving Spiros his food." she motioned the tray around lightly.

"Mmmm....wait I thought that kid was a bully and a douche." Nikos looked a bit confused.

"No! Gods, no." Chryseis raised her eyebrows. "I was surprised by that too! For a kid from the Stratonis family, he seems....really down to Earth. Well, even among regular kids, he seems way more considerate. And nice. It's honestly quite nice talking to him." 

"Hmm. Well, I guess the brain damage must have done somthing to his behaviour" Nikos shrugged.

"STOP! DON'T SAY THAT!! AAAGAGAGAHAHAHAGAGA" Chryseis burst laughing, and made that same screechy loud sound, which scared some of the patients sitting nearby. In the background, an old man got so scared of her laugh that he clutched his chest, yelling "Oh fuck.", and died on the spot.

"Well, it's good to know that you have one less moron to deal with. But...you probably know this...but he's involved with a God." Nikos' ears were ringing, but he tried his best to act as if her laugh hadn't just commited battery on his eardrums.

"Yeah." Chryseis pursed her lips. "I know."

"The only thing better than being liked by the Gods, is being ignored by the Gods." Nikos sighed. 

"Oh well..." Chryseis tried to think of something else to say....but she couldn't think of anything. She motioned to the tray she was holding. "Anyways, I gotta go. I'll be safe around him though." She gave a forced smile and started walking away. "See ya, man."

"See ya." Nikos replied and went on to continue his job as well, all while the subject of their conversation was lying down in the dark, contemplating his future.

'A....new chance.' Spiros muttered to himself. The possibilites...

He got to start anew. New body. New world. It looked like a beautiful world as well. Zeus promised him luxury. 

He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, pulling the blanket up to his nose. It was so...dark. And comforting. He got a fresh blanket earlier today, and it smelled so fresh and floral. The warmth. The gentle winds he could hear blowing even through the glass window. 

A new chance. A new world. So many things he can do. 

MAGIC! Spiros remembered his younger self daydreaming about magic. How cool would it be if he could fly!

He felt himself wanting to giggle and squeal with excitement. Magic existed in this world. Well..albeit in a weird way. But he *could* do magic here. 

Well...almost nobody could just freely access magic. Spiros' family was an exception, though. To do magic, people apparently had to 'subscribe' to the gods. Kind of like Netflix, a TV-streaming service back in his world. The people pay to the God of their choice during every full-moon. And depending on how much they give, the God gives them access to a proportional amount of magic, valid for use until the next full moon. 

The major Gods gave magic strength from level 1 all the way up to 8, and the minor ones- up to level 5.

Who would give him the ability to fly, though?The wind gods?...or Zeus. Spiros apparently knew for a fact that a Zeus-partnership would allow flight. The wind gods though....not so sure. He'd have to look around.

Well...Spiros' brain reminded Viktor that the major Gods charged more, so it was probably best to stick with the minor ones if he wanted to fly....

Okay then. Viktor was going to fly. What else? 

A harem. Holy shit. Okay. Another thing added to his bucket list of things to do in this world. 

Viktor wanted a house of his own. And a giant TV. 100-inches at least. And- and the house will have to be in a warm place. He had had enough of the cold. And lots of food. Pizza. He made himself a deal to eat pizza right after leaving the hospital. Immediately afterwards. 

And he wanted enough money of his own to not worry about money anymore. Apparently his family was....composed of a bunch of douchebags. Yeah...no thanks. He'd like to earn his own money.

What else did he want? 

Spiros apparently wanted to enter a deal with Apollo. Apparently the God bestowed some pretty broken abilities....well, alright. Spiros seemed like a douche in his life, but it was his body Viktor was piloting after all. He decided to honor Spiros' wish. Enter at least a level 3 deal with Apollo, huh? Alright. 

What else?

A six pack.

Viktor had always wanted a six pack. He was always kind of chubby before his army-days. And he was extremely emaciated in the army. He wasn't in a shape he was proud of. 

Okay, then. 

He was in a new world. An adventure was waiting for him. It was *literally* his calling. His karma. His reason to be on this world. To go on an adventure. What for, he had no idea. But he knew his duty. And it excited him. 

And that adventure was probably years away....until then- he had time to kill. Time he could spend doing the things that he wanted. 

Fly. Get absolutely busted abilities from Apollo (apparently). A FUCKING HAREM!! Buy a house. Eat as much pizza as he wanted. He wasn't in the middle of a war anymore, and he wanted pizza. Thin crust, double cheese, pineapple, sausage and chili. Fuck yeah. He started salivating just thinking about it. 

And a hot shower. It's been so long since he had soothing, hot water run over his body. Almost an entire year.

Get a giant fucking TV and play videogames on it all day long while in his bed and having pizza served to him by a harem of pretty women....who will probably get disgusted by his lazy ass and run away. Hmmm. No. Maids. Yes, maids!!! He's definitely going to get some maids.

Go on an incredible adventure, and get a six-pack. Oh, he was getting a six pack no matter what. 

Okay. A world of opportunities awaits. Adventure beckons, and there's so much time to kill. 

Viktor was going to start tomorrow.