Chapter 1
That day started well.
Well, not "good" like any day, like waking up, having coffee, going to work, meeting your friends, etc.
"Good" for Magnus was to wake up in a hall full of immortal warriors, eat everything at will, then pick up his weapons and fight on a battlefield, kill and be killed – do not worry, every death that occurs in Valhalla always returns –, to die again and this had been happening forever.
Magnus took his favorite sword, Sumarbrander, the Sword of Summer, which he found months ago when he discovered that he was a demigod and his life changed completely, going into a Norse post-life filled with surprises.
As he looked at the sword, he remembered how that weapon – which once belonged to his father, the Vanir god Frey – was separated from him and abandoned in the river until he found it.
Frey had fallen in love with a giantess – she must have been fucking hot for him to abandon Sumabrander, one of the most powerful weapons in the universe, and that he could save him in Ragnarok from Surt, who will use the sword to kill him at the end of the world.
Magnus shook his head to ward off that thought, and picked up his armor.
He looked at himself in the mirror and said,
"One more day ... and more deaths for me".
He leaves his room, ready to fight again.
The training camp was at full war.
Valhalla, the heaven of the warriors, practically, was a paradise for those who liked death and destruction. It had been happening forever.
When the trumpet sounded, the whole pandemonium began.
Magnus ran through the woods along with his friends on the 19th floor, Halfborn Gunderson, who was shirtless – as always – and with his weapons, ripping through any enemy that appeared in front of him.
Mallory, his girlfriend, daughter of Frigg, Queen of Asgard, who was Scottish and had two daggers, ran like crazy and killed any enemy.
Thomas Jeffeson Jr., son of Tyr, the god of war, with his rifle and uniform of the American Civil War, ran shooting at anyone.
And, a little ahead of them, was Alex Fierro, who is gender fluid, so Alex was the son and daughter of Loki, the god of mischief, at the same time. She could be dangerous and affectionate at the same time, and Magnus knew this because she was his girlfriend. They started dating after the mission to stop Loki, her father, from starting Ragnarok.
It was one of the most dangerous missions of his life – or post-life, however you prefers – but they succeeded.
Their efforts, like Samirah al-Abbas, daughter of Loki and Valkyrie of Valhalla, Hearthstone, an elf and friend of Magnus, and Blitz, a dwarf and his cousin – for he is the son of Freya, who is sister and Frey, your father.
Resuming everything.
As the battle ran through every corner around him, Magnus was also doing his part – killing all the enemies he saw.
Everything going "pretty normal" by then.
But, Mallory suddenly called out.
"Magnus, watch out!"
Magnus turned and saw an enemy with two axes running toward him, ready to kill him.
But Mallory was faster. She picked up her daggers and hit his back, but his impulse to fight back threw her onto Magnus.
Magnus, in that second, felt her ass touching his pants as they hit a tree. That caught him in surprise. Mallory walked away and finished killing the enemy.
She turned and voiced:
"Focus on the game, Magnus! Attention!"
And walked away.
Magnus watched her run away, confused by the new sensation he felt.
"What was that?" He wondered.
But it did not last long when he noticed a shadow at his feet. He looked up in time to see a huge rock growing above him.
Then everything went black.
Magnus woke up suddenly in his room.
He had died again, now he was resurrected in his room.
Magnus took a deep breath, but something new was there.
That strange feeling was still with him.
A feeling he had not felt in a long time.
Horny.
When Magnus died, he already knew what was horny and sex. And when he died and learned about his new reality, he thought he would never feel it again.
Because he was dead. Obviously.
But, it seemed that this sensation didn't died, and the sensation was burning in his body more and more.
Wanting to relax, he began massaging his penis through his pants. His cock was throbbing, and he realized he was a little bigger than normal.
Of course he knew, after all, that penis was his.
When he took off his pants, he saw that he was twice as big as before.
Instinctively, he began to massage.
At first he thought of Alex, his girlfriend. She was very sensual and hot, with her slim body, huge breasts, firm big butt.
The massage was being good. His whole body was being filled with the sensation of pleasure. He imagined Alex naked, seducing him to the point of fucking – even though the two never had sex, after all, he did not know about it.
Until that moment.
As he thought about it, he saw that Alex's image was replaced by red hair, fair skin, naked, and with two daggers.
Mallory.
Magnus suddenly remembered the moment before he died, when Mallory and Magnus were together, her back to him, and her butt against his cock.
That sensation was so surprising to him that he enjoyed the next instant to orgasm. The jet was stronger than he'd expected. So strong that he managed to hit the ceiling, forming an inverted puddle.
He took a deep breath, watching her groin soften and return to normal.
Doing that was amazing.
Magnus stared at the ceiling, seeing the accumulated semen dripping slowly.
From what he realized, he was feeling horny for Mallory, and did not even know it would be so good.
But, he loved Alex, who was his girlfriend, and Mallory was Halfborn's girlfriend, his friend.
His mind was confused about that.
But his thoughts were interrupted when someone knocked on the door. He got up and straightened his pants, and walked to the door.
When he opened it, he saw Mallory, just as he was on the battlefield, and his daggers at the waist.
"Magnus, I need you to meet me in my room in ten minutes."
Magnus was confused by her request.
"What?"
"Did you hear me. Ten minutes. Knock before entering."
Mallory then left, leaving Magnus confused at her request.