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When the war to save the Earth is at its climax,a warrior will rise,
a Destroyer turned Savior,
to right that made wrong,
to fight back the darkness.......
Fenris Runestone (C) me
As the son of Loki, he was feared, hated even, hunted and bound by the one who raised him. His size, rage, and thirst for vengeance new no bounds and there were but few that felt for his plight. When the day of the Twilight came, he slew many, including he who wronged him, The All father Odin himself, and in turn was slain himself.....
.....but the story didn't end there for him or the Aesir, Vanir and Jotun of legend, not for them.
The tale would live on as many would, in human history and legend as one of many parable, so that others would learn from it.
He would be reborn, as a wolf changer, a Guardian of nature.........
Yavin Runestone was quite suspicious at first...as being asked by Loki, God of mischief, to raise this dangerous soul as his son would entail..... but raise the reborn Fenris he did, and as strong-willed as he was, Yavin came to love him as his own son, as his children came to love him as their older brother. Time marched on, and Fenris left to travel the known world on his own, having many an adventure of his own, eventually finding a family and a place to call home.
Years would pass until they came,
men who posed as Gods, wreaking havok across the land.
His wife murdered ,
his eldest's betrayal
and, in a cruel twist of fate, Fenris was bound again, this time in the spirit realm.
But this time, he formed a plan because this time he realised it was not merely about him, these false ones sought to rule and ruin all in their way, to destroy all that he and his kind sought to protect. ...
And so, he bided his time, speaking to elders and mystics, guiding his people and decendants ,making peace with Asgard and the Heavens, wasting not a moment until the end game.....
knowing that this would be his only chance to bring the fight to them and turn the tide
to beat back the darkness and bring back the balance......
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Woah this is so epic! I love the coloring and the pose and the story/description O.o
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Omg! Beautiful! I want this as a poster covering my door, or better yet, painted on my wall.
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Oh cool... and you got a short story free of charge!
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pretty much, though I really do have to start doing the actual stories behind the pics.......don't get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoyed an original take, but nothing beats out the original behind the work...
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Yes, you do have to start writing up the stories behind these awesome pieces so we all can know the awesomenity (Made-Up Word) of them and I can stop feeling like a poser!
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Oh, and mondo mega cool points for the made up wordage
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done and done.....
though be gentle......been a while since I had last done the writing thing
anubis-x.deviantart.com/art/Fe…
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But of course! I suppose that it's fanart of a sort.
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"There had been riotous conflict amongst the small band of fighters in the mountains. For so long the war had raged, and any more, brothers and sisters were turning on each other. They kill and stole from their families and friends and then were dispatched from this life just as quickly by neighbors and strangers and soldiers. Bodies piled up like rocks falling from their plinths and the fighters almost never took their cloths from their faces lest they be knocked out cold by the smell.
One among them, a northerner, had always questioned what their reason for fighting was, and now he had taken up the sword against his brothers and sisters on a high ledge looking out over the valley with the same burning questions being flung from his tongue. The battle was drawn out beyond reasonable measure; metal swords clashed and sliced through the air like shining silver flames dancing and twisting around each other like taut ribbons. Everyone hope that the northerner would tire soon, but he showed no sign of stopping or even slowing down. At one point, the northerner knocked the sword from one of his brother's hands and prepared to sheath his own through his brother's stomach, raising it high over his head.
A great rumbling in the earth knocked his feet out from under him and all of them had to back away from the huge crack that had opened in the ledge. For a second the rumbling continued, then it stopped, and all was still. The fighters, rattled, took a moment to compose themselves before stepping cautiously forward and peering into the crack.
No sooner than they poked their heads in did a great wall of blazing red flame erupt along the length of the crack and lash out at the night sky. All fell back and watched with fascinated terror as a huge figure appeared rising amongst the red flames.
The figure slowly dragged himself up from the fiery fissure and glanced around at the fighters who now cowered before him, his eyes so intensely blue that they glowed as bright as the flames that roared all around him. He was a beast of immense size with a long main of black fur and an acient sword strapped across his back, a long snout filled with immense, pearl-white fangs and black claws like daggers.
He had come so far. Long had he laid in Perdition, in the deepest, darkest pits of the ninth circle, burning white in the complete and total darkness. He had brought it on himself - in life, he had been a force for the darkness, laying waste to cities and people as easily and mercilessly as a force of nature, and he had enjoyed it immensely, taking heads for trophies and drinking the blood of all those he had slaughtered. He 'd known he'd be cast into the fire for it, and he welcomed it.
But when the day came for his soul to be reaped, he had not known it wasn't just his sould he'd forsaken. All his family - his parents, his wife, his children - all were taken into Hell and he was made to watch them suffer for six hundred years. It was then that he realized that he had to correct all that he'd ever done in living. And so he waited. For six hundred years, he lay in wait, suffering through all the tortures inflicted upon him and his family, waiting for the perfect moment, and tonight, on this very mountain, his chance had come. After six hundred years of pain, he had acclimated enough strength, and from the night sky he stole two stars, whose energy he used to rise up out of hell and into the midst of these squabbling humans fighting amongst themselves.
And now he had the stars in his eyes, as brilliant as white flame and blue like ice, and his eyes were brighter than any darkness the fighters had ever known. He finished his ascent and placed his feet on the firm earth, the dirt sizzling under his feet and a slight tremor traveling underfoot. The fighters stood frozen for a moment, transfixed by this mighty creature having risen up in their midst. One of them, the northerner, plucked up his courage and took a cautious, humble step forward.
'Who - who are you?'
The beast fixed his blazing blue gaze on the man.
'Fenris,' he answered and his voice reverberated through their bodies and made the mountain quaver restlessly beneath their feet.
All the fighters knelt and sheathed their swords in the earth, bowing their heads. Even the northerner was compliant, every complaint about the war he had ever had long forgotten in this mighty creature's presence. He took a deep breath to steady himself.
'What shall we do, then?' he asked.
Fenris turned around and looked out to the valley, to the dark shadows that had descended upon the land where once every village for fifty miles could be seen. He growled furiously and his bright eyes cut through the darkness like a beacon, burning with the universal dream for the future: a land without darkness.
'We will conquer.'"
...Now I have no idea if this at all fits in with whatever story you've created for this specific universe, but I just felt inspired to write this, seeing this and reading the author's comments. Hope you don't mind the excessively long post!
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close on somethings, far on others, overall an interesting take on things, thank you for this, and for the comment, its good to know that my works can inspire such epic responses
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