I've been just dying to start publishing this. As I've said before, I've put a lot more thought into this story than my first one. It's going to be longer, more detailed, and hopefully, very well known. It will have 2-3 acts, each one consisting of at least 10 to 15 chapters. I hope you all enjoy the ride!

Beasts of Ragnarok

Prologue

Food. That was all the beast wanted. Nothing but a satisfying meal after all these years of it diminishing. Something to quell his monstrous hunger before he returned to his home back west. But why leave there in the first place? The journey was long, even for a gargantuan beast such as him. By now, he had taken a few rest stops, since he lived far southwest of the area he was headed to. But it would be worth it. All for a wonderful meal that was rare in this day and age.

Long had he contemplated making his way from his home to the new food source. In fact, he began this long thought centuries ago. The smaller, insignificant animals that contained it had long migrated permanently to the topside of the planet, to be in a cold environment…and to be as far from him as possible. But as the years went by, the energy, which he and the other giants that used to walk the earth feasted on, began to disappear quicker. Finally, he decided that they did not deserve the energy that used to belong to them, and began his trek to the north.

The energy had been disappearing ever since he was young. Because of that, it caused many of the giants to disappear as well. Some died. Others went to sleep, attempting to wait until it returned. But it never did. Slowly but surely, the beasts that dominated the planet disappeared, just like the food. The epidemic had even done away with his mother and father, who had been killed by other beasts in a fight for a food source that had been found.

Shuddering at the memory, he pushed it off when he noticed one of the small creatures he had been looking for. It landed on the island he had been resting on, the last one before he reached his location. The creature began drinking water, as if it didn't care a giant was standing close to it. He concluded that the insignificants had not warned their descendants of him. Big mistake. Opening his mouth, he created a suction wind his species was known for, slurping up the creature. It didn't even have time to react before it was killed by being bitten down on. Delicious. That's all he could think as he savored the taste of the meat that was heavily laced with the energy. He wondered why he did not leave before.

He suddenly remembered, growling to himself with rage and envy. The great one. The giant from the east. For the past millennium, he had been putting down any giant he deemed to be going out of line. The great one's excuse seemed to be that they were threatening his territory, but that did not fool him. He already knew the great one was protecting the humans; the creatures who now walked the earth, thinking it was theirs. And for what? The other giants that were still around had already told him that the great one didn't care for them. And yet, when any fierce competitor wished to reign in the second coming of giants, the great one killed them, choosing to side with the humans instead. It made him angry just thinking about it.

That was not the only reason he hated that giant. Somehow, the great one managed to adapt to be able to create his own energy in his body. Cheating starvation, he gave himself the chance to live not just for the past millennia, when he was supposed to be dead, but could also survive for future millennia as well. Frustration boiled in him as he thought about it. Because of this, most of the giants that were left deemed him as a king. And he hated the great one for that.

He knew the 'king' was probably already on his way to stop and kill him. But that did not scare him. He welcomed the future challenge, wanting to take his opportunity to usurp the throne he did not deserve. In fact, he was going to kill the so called king when he arrived. Determined in his final resolve, he decided to get a move on, ending his last rest. Spreading his wings, he took to the sky and began the last stretch of his journey. As the wind blew around his horns, he roared, hoping the great one would hear his challenge.

WRAAAAUUUURGURGURGURGRAAAAAAA!

Hoped you liked that teaser of what's to come! By the way, this is not Hokmuto. No, this is a different creature that the main 6 Vikings will give a name to as the story goes on. Review please, and please favorite!