Kelvin_A

One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth.
Do you believe in the Old Gods?
This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything.
Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings.
What fate has the Gods chosen for this child?
is it one of salvation or one of destruction?


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The Son Of Ragnar

Skarde found himself facing Agneli, a warrior of unknown strength but the battle didn't frighten him because Valhalla awaited him.

"Skarde, the once mighty warrior who is now a cripple. You insult me by thinking you can challenge me-!" Before Agneli could complete his sentence, Skarde launched an attack that nearly took off his head.

Agneli managed to dodge the inswinging attack but not unscathed as Skarde managed to leave a huge cut on his chest but it wasn't a fatal blow.

"You fool! Don't underestimate him!" Anja warned AgnelI but he didn't need to be told twice.

"In the name of Odin, and my King, Ragnar Lothbrok. I will take your life here," Skarde said but his voice was cold.

Everything that came out of his mouth, he truly believed and Agneli had a taste of the kind of warrior that Ragnar surrounded himself with.

Agneli took out his sword but he noticed that Skarde's senses were sharp so there had to be a way to dull it.

A Mortal Blow!!!