[ WP ] You were a soldier in a future conflict , until your heroic death . Now you face the battlefield of the Ragnarok of Nordic myth , with your full war kit .

The children sat motionless, ready to hear the words from the grizzled ancient warrior. He cleared his throat with a hacking cough, he felt his existence slipping through his fingers as he began to speak. Hoping even immortality had its limits. 
 
 He began.. 
 
 `` Suck on my fucking balls you dirty son of a bitch! 
..not the best thing to scream as you first enter somebody's house. Mind you, in context, it was a valid retort. 
 Here I was standing in the middle of fucking Odin the..some kind of God.. fuck if I know? Guy was a fucking god though.. like for real! Fucking pair of crows on his shoulders and shit, eye patch, big ass magical spear an shit.. an here I was standing in his fucking Banquet Hall! 
 Swear to fucking baby Jesus, not the seconds before I had been in a bare knuckle goddamned brawl with a fucking Tronling! You know the big stinking ice beasts that tunnel all the way through the permafrost on Titan? Thing had fucking sprut up out of fucking nowhere underneath my squad. Ate two of my guys and started fucking gnawing on my greasy ass.. needless to say I gouged his fucking eyes out with my thumbs even while he had chewed through my torso.. hurt like fuck.. crushed it's damn skull before I blacked out though.. maybe? I was pretty mad.. might of blacked out.. swear to god though.. here I fucking was in like.. some fucking magical dinning Hall with all these weird bearded shitheads staring at me like I just caught em pissing on their mothers corpse.. surprised I guess to sum it all up. Not nearly as fucking surprised as I was, fucking fact.. surprised and fucking pissed! 
 So Odin comes wandering up like half gliding on air half walking. Magic bullshit or something? An he is just like, `` welcome!''..Right? `` Fucking what!?'' I said. 
 Cause ya know, I had no fucking clue who this shithead was, but whatever.. done is done. So he was all `` you are here to fight the final battle, la de dah, blah blah..'' whatever did n't care! 
 I mean do n't get me wrong I'm not dense I knew sure that this guy was the reason I was back in the flesh but whatever, did n't care. I was ready for death.. I had been. He took it from me.. I fucking hated him the fucking second I seen him. 
 As you all know.. the bad guys won.. or well they did n't fight anybody cause the dead did n't fight for Odin. That was me, I was the one who killed them. Right there, right there in his fucking house! He kept me from what I fucking wanted! 
 I was born on Janis ya know.. fucking twenty times the gravity of earth. All those little gods and dead guys in chainmail an shit, they lived their lives on earth level. They would have called me a giant on earth, on Janis.. I was short. Little shits had it coming! 
 I just wanted to be with Martha.. he lost his second eye and got his head crushed just like that fucking Tronling. 
 Every single goddamned one of them was a fucking pushover.. not one could come close to taking me out.. so..that's the story. 
 My own personal fucking hell.. I just wanted to see Martha. 
 Maybe I'll die yet.. like you?'' 
 
 The children remained motionless, of course, they had been dead for mallinea, so motion was n't likely. In the eternity that is Vallhala they will remain motionless for many more. Forever frozen in the moment of their death. The same fate as the ancient warrior. He wept, as he had for generations, only wishing to be with his dead wife. 
 
 The corpses never fading, neither eternity or one man's longing. 
 
 Loki madly cackled with delight, as he once again watched the fruits of his labour slip more and more into madness.. soon he truly would transport this monster of a man into Vallhala to do as he believed he had done. Not yet though, no not yet, it was not time yet for the true final battle. Fenrir was not yet mad enough to be released on Father. 
 
 

