#what's the plot

Honestly I have no idea what's happening in this show except I'm enjoying the lokius qeerbaiting (stop being cowards Disney) and love the fact that Loki is allowed to use his powers and is a bit more like the Loki we love this season (and is not just there to look pretty and make jokes)

What's The Plot? - Overlord Raising Hell

Sounds of heavy steps could be heard in the light snow storm. It had been a while since the white blanket overtook the ground in such a manner, capturing and enveloping everything in it's blinding white coat, as it hid every spot underneath.

Snowflakes fell with the wind at a slow pace, as if there was no rush to settle down, and really, who was rushing in such a weather.

Certainly not the owner of said heavy steps, as her body moved through the thick cover, she paid attention to the icy parts of the path, careful to not lose her footing, not that the snow wasn't soft to fall onto, she just did not intend on doing that.

It was barely noon and yet the clouds covering the skies and the light storm made it difficult to see properly. The woman however kept her path, lighting her lantern as she walked. The lady in question? A beast of a woman, standing at almost two meters alone, it made her stand out like a giant, yet her physique wasn't one to let down, with broad shoulders accentuated by the heavy thick winter coat, it certainly hid the muscular physique she possessed, being an active person who enjoyed working out sure had it's perks. Yet her waist slimmed down before her hips took the spot with a light curve.

The woman was indeed a beast, however most did mistake her. With her long curly locks hidden away inside her hat and her deep blue gorgeous eyes protected by winter glasses, she found herself often confused with a man. But the lady didn't find it offensive, she often just offered a laugh.

A sigh left her lips as buildings appeared before her eyes, a shell of a city. A ghost town if you will. The tall woman kept her path, cradling the bundle that hid in her thick warm jacket, she was careful, at least only the weather was deadly. Her eyes had little hope, after having been left by her partner, she was almost alone. But not completely, as she received a light squeeze from her bundle she was reminded of that. Hiding in the bundle was she, a young little lady named Devon, her youngest daughter, the little girl was about 6 years old and she meant the world to her mother. Maybe she meant something for her birth mother as well, yet she wasn't there, nor did they know anything regarding her comeback, or her older sister but Snow, her sire per say, wasn't certain, with the state of their world, it was hard to say.

With one heavy heart she took the steps forward, walking towards the city with the little strength she gathered from her daughter.

It was all she had now. But that didn't mean she didn't miss having more, someone to wake up to, to confront the rough world they were thrown into with, and the little hugs that were given to her, the warm snuggles in their soft nests. And the smiles she received from her loved ones.