A Beast's Second Attempt.

A legendary man, blessed by the God of War himself, killed countless enemies in innumerous realities.



Until one day, he fought his last battle. Of course, he was victorious, being the last man standing. The Beast, how the enemies called him, walked in the direction of a tree stump, sitting on it. He put down both of his axes, used to kill his enemies, and looked at the sky. He closed his eyes and a soft smile appeared on his face for the first time after thousands of years. Relief. That's what he felt.



His soul left his nearly immortal body and, as it was reaching the light, it screamed "No! I'm not done yet!". And, the God that blessed him, answered his prayers for the first time in his existence.



His voice was as piercing as a lightning and as resonating as a thunder, said "Then, so be it."



A flash appeared in his sight, and, when it faded away, he opened his eyes. For the first time, it wasn't a battlefield, but a peaceful wooden shack, sitting in a handmade chair, holding his axes.



Before he could even wonder what was happening and enjoy a bit of peacefulness, he sensed enemies approaching. Peace was never meant to him, apparently.