Epic Story: Ragnarok Prologue

Epic Story Ragnarok: Prologue
 By Sith

Sith awoke, his head pounding, and his body seething all over with pain. Looking around all he could see was blackness.  Reaching out his hand he felt nothing either. His memories slowly came back to him. The track cutting off, the explosion, and then… nothing. “HELLO” Sith shouted into the void, his words seeming to echo infinitely in the vast expanse of black. “WHOS THERE” Another voice yelled back to him after a few moments. Surprised, Sith opened his mouth to answer back but was interrupted by his vision being flooded by a incandescent wave of golden light. There before him stood a one-eyed man, with two crows perched upon his shoulder. His clothing seemed to be a black guard, and the man wore a helmet with wings upon the top. The aura he emanated seemed to be that of someone with great power and wisdom. But benevolent at the same time. “Greetings, fallen souls” the man remarked to him. Wait….. SOUL(S). Nearly forgetting the voice earlier, he looked to the right and saw Joki as well. Joki acknowledged his gaze as well, before hearing the man speak again. “I am Odin, god of all gods and ruler of Asgard. You may recall, but you both along with your friends have died recently” the god remarked. “Normally, I would simply send you to Valhalla, but there is a great disaster coming to Asgard and the rest of the halls. Soon Ragnarok will occur, and a great many of us will perish. I offer you both a option. Help us in the battle of Ragnarok and I will grant you one wish, if we come victorious in the great battle.  If you refuse I can simply send your souls up to Valhalla normally where you will likely become insignificant, and when the battle comes you will likely perish. Or I can offer you a wish, and a power as you are born into this new world” Odin spoke, finishing his speech.


“I’m willing to help” Joki spoke up, his face becoming determined as his features transfixed upon Odin’s figure. “I want my power to be fire magic!” Joki shouted placing his hands on his hips. Very well, I shall grant you this power Joki. And what of you Sith will you join your comrade?” Odin asked Sith. Pondering for a moment Sith was contemplating which power to choose. “Hmmm I think I’ll choose Wind Magic as my power then” Sith said, standing as well looking at the god. “I shall grant you this power as well, both of your magics will evolve in time also as you become more skilled. Ragnarok will occur in exactly 2 years, so take this time to fight and train, steel yourselves for the roaring tide of battle that is to come. Also, one final thing, if you die in Asgard, you normally would respawn the next day, but due to the enemy gods influence this has been wiped out. If you die here your soul is erased from existence.” Odins voice boomed.

“Your other friends have also recently met with other gods and are in the world as well. Seek them out and band together. Good luck, souls of the fallen, and may you bring everlasting peace to all the godly realms.” With that, Joki and Sith became engulfed in a brilliant, azure light and their vision faded into black, as they were transported into a whole new world.