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What is war?
Most people will tell you that it is when the two sides attack each other. What is bloodshed, sacrifice and fear. This is horror and destruction.
Others will answer that war is a meaningless tradition accepted by the whole world. Without it, people can no longer imagine their existence. And the third, that this is the peak of human meanness and insignificance.
For Magnus, the war was an endless battle with the evil that he wanted to destroy the world. It was an endless series of battles that seems to never end. But the most important thing was his inner struggle with himself.
Over the past five years, he practically did not see anything except the yards of Asgard and the battlefield of Muspelheim. No Ragnarok has begun. Wolf Fenrir is still in chains, the Ship of the Dead is standing, and Loki did not get out. No, the end of the world has not yet begun. It is just that the demons of Surt decided to make war on the gods. One, in order to prevent the end of the world ahead of time, gathered an army of Einherians. And now, for five years, the war has not stopped. Five years Magnus spent on the battlefield. He fought with the fiery demons of Surt, side by side with his friends from the 19th floor. And Alex was with him. This is perhaps the best thing that has happened to him during this time. She somehow filled his emptiness in the soul.
After all, Magnus did not see his best friends. Hartstone, Blitzesta and Samira. The three of them were in Midgard. They had nothing to do here. Perhaps because this is not their war. Or maybe because Magnus himself made it so that they did not want to see him. In any case, Frey's son knew that he would soon meet with them again. And to hell he was afraid of this meeting.
Five years ago
Magnus was sitting at a table in the kitchen of his mansion. It was a sunny day, the children played in the yard. Since the opening day of the shelter, a sufficient number have gathered to make this house really called the
"Chase Shelter for Homeless Children". He loved what they were doing. The fact that they gave these children warmth and comfort. Here, each of them felt safe.
Suddenly, a black raven flew into the open window. He had a letter in his paws. As soon as Magnus took it, the bird flew back.
The letter was written on parchment, in gold ink. When Frey's son read the message, the day immediately ceased to be “sunny” for him.
- Magnus? a voice called from behind. Alex Fierro entered the kitchen. - You can’t imagine that Jakhead can ...
The girl stopped when she saw Magnus with a letter.
- What is it?
The guy silently handed her the parchment. With each word of the letter, Fierro's multi-colored eyes rounded more and more.
- No no! Ragnarok could not start so soon! We are ...- Alex began.
- Read to the end. - the verse answered Magnus.
After a few seconds, the girl began to scream again.
- How dare he! How dare he demand such a thing from you! From U.S!
- We should...
- We do not owe him anything!
- We have no choice.
Present
Magnus shook his head sharply in order to get rid of the depressing memories of the past. Now is not the time. This is not the time to grieve about the past, when everything was fine.
He stood in the middle of one of the main streets of Asgard. Chase remembered how the former Valkyrie captain, Gunilla, once showed him the city of the gods for the first time. Tall and golden buildings. Abandoned by these very gods. A city that should inspire respect and awe to everyone who looks at it.
Now, in connection with the war, the city was filled with warriors from all over the world.
Over near the Odin's palace, built entirely of gold, silver and other precious metals, the Einherii train. And there, in the garden of Frigg, the Vans and the fallen warriors from Volkwang were engaged in the manufacture of healing products.
If you go deeper into the city, by the river you can find elves who carefully wash their armor.
And of course, work is also in full swing in the forges of Asgard. Here the Dwarves work with might and main.
In general, now the city of the gods vryatli can be called abandoned.
For this reason, Magnus walked the streets of Asgard very carefully and often looked around. No, not because someone wanted to kill him. On the third goal of the war, he was promoted to captain of the Einheries, which gave him the protection of Odin during his stay in the city.
Chase was simply afraid to see the faces of his friends that he had left at Midgard.
He was afraid that once passing by the forge, he would hear Blitzeste's voice. He was afraid that when he came to the meeting, in one of the Valkyries he would recognize Samira. He was afraid that when he met with a detachment of elves, he would see Hart.
Once a year, on the summer solstice, the two warring sides staged a three-day break. In these three days One has had a great feast, and those who had friends and relatives who did not participate in the war, went from him.
These days Magnus was trying, so to speak, to escape from the city of the gods, after all, Asgard was the aforementioned trio. He knew, or rather guessed, that they are here to talk but he did not want to.
Well, that's what he'll tell them when I see it? Sorry I couldn't disobey Odin, betrayed our friendship and left his own shelter?
Chase sighed. Five years of battles on the fiery fields of Muspelheim taught him patience and iron endurance. There's a fire edges had to wait for the right moment to strike. Because one misstep and get burned alive. And although he, the child of Freya, the high temperature was not how much, caution never hurts.
Five years ago, Magnus would be in a panic rushed with one thought in mind: "Where can I hide?", and now he's patiently waited for this inevitable meeting. On the fifth time, can not be avoided. Alex won't allow it.
Alex...
Alex Fierro.
The einherjar that we went to war, his support, that made it finally to slide the rails all the time, and part-time it guy/girl. Yes, that's right. Alex is the child of Loki, the werewolf. Consider themselves transgender to genderfluid. Simply put sometimes Alex is a she, and sometimes he.
But Magnus loved not some part of Fierro and its completely.
At the moment Alex was a girl that did not improve the condition of the guy. After the fourth escape, she managed to persuade chase to stop running.
Well, fine... Just put before the fact.
Magnus slowly walked to the Palace of Odin. He was 100% sure that all the guests, warriors and gods gathered there, in order to rest from another year of war. The guy was also sure that they are there too. Samir chase the morning saw. Really briefly, she flew past Valhalla.
Approaching the building, Magnus pulled on a mask of indifference. Captain einherjar are not allowed to show their experiences and feelings before the soldiers.
He is calm and confident step entered the hall of the Palace. It was a mess.
The ceilings of the Palace was a huge and high, and created such an echo that even a whisper here will not work. And now there was a lot of people that conversed, argued, and some even fought.
Chase tried not to stare at people in here not to accidentally meet eyes with someone don't...
Magnus carefully entered the main hall. There is a huge table were in the middle of the feast. One sat at the head and did touted themselves, their army and everything. The guy had been hoping to quietly take the food and leave but suddenly Allfather called him back.
- There's my captain!
All those who heard it, and it was almost everyone who was in the room, turned to chase.
Magnus chase, the son of Frey, captain of the einherjar! He alone is worth a whole squad. No! Army! About its merits will go to the legend.
The hall erupted with applause and cheers roar. Magnus gave a strained smile. Now quietly don't move. About where he is and that he know everything.
Chase turned back to the door of the hall, when immediately stopped.
Near the exit he already expected.
The idea of no planned escape immediately disappeared. For Hart and Blitzest looked right at him...