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I thought the biggest problem was the curse that turned me from a werewolf into a golden retriever. But the situation worsened when I accidentally doomed myself to a second curse, linking my fate with the whole world. If I... die, all living things will burn with me. Now Ragnarok is me. By the way, did I mention that everyone is trying to kill me? My soulmate. My brothers. My mother. For complete happiness, Loki, Freya and the ruler of the Scandinavian pantheon are not enough. Everyone is trying to force me to live according to their orders. What are my plans? Find a path that no one can predict and run towards disaster. Or as some might say... Right into the arms of Havok, whom she hated with all her heart.