Urban Legends

by Kanius

"It's coming. It's here." Said the female Revenant. A man with no memories and a Shogi woman meet again. Thieves and Revenants cross paths. Fates intertwine when dark entities manipulate and tweak the timeline. Mysteries of the dark entities will be unraveled. [A Persona 5 and Code Vein crossover with Kakegurui and Nioh elements. A sequel to Ford1114's Persona Vein.]

22. Ragnarök War, Closing Acts of Wulf-Edda

Chapter XXII

Ragnarök War; Closing Acts of Wulf-Edda (ラグナロク戦争; ウルフ・エダの閉会行為)

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Dimension: Wulf-Edda/Jötunheim/Gálgviðr/Cavern

Sitting opposite from each other, Loki and Kriemhild huddled close to a campfire. Loki had just finished sharing his life's story about his brotherly relations with Odin, his Asgardian life, and his bloodline connection with his father Vé.

"I hast shared my storied life to thee. Why not tell me about thy relations with Grímhildr? Thou reveal she is thy mother, is she not?"

Kriemhild stared quietly at the campfire. An awkward silence came about between the two.

"Kriemhild?"

With a sly grin on her face, Kriemhild chuckled. "What's there to tell? Yes, Grímhildr was my mother. I didn't know her too well, but the dark forces told me everything there was to know about her. She was the infamous Unmoralisch. Gunnar and I are her children."

"I never wouldst hast ever imagine a creature as vile as her given birth to children. It is surreal."

"I can tell based on your tone, you abhorred my mother."

Loki sighed. "Sorry, but she caused suffering to many and nearly destroyed Asgard. My brother, Odin, and Frigg fought her in bloody conflicts I will never forget. Grímhildr was a creature among vile creatures."

Expecting Kriemhild to take offense, she instead laughed. "Oh, don't hold back on my account, Loki. I don't have any love for someone who I've barely interacted with in my life. As far as I'm concerned, I don't have a mother. Although, I do have some admiration for Grímhildr." She shoved a stick into the fire. "Based on what I was told and shown by the dark entities, Grímhildr commanded a massive army and had a realm that rivaled Asgard. But, what if I were to tell you, Loki, that the Unmoralisch wasn't always a divine being? And what if I told you she acquired her power and status by inheriting a grimoire?"

The trickster raised his brows, expressing curiosity. "A grimoire? Where didst she find one?"

"Hmm, does the name Völva jog any memories?"

"No, but tell me."

"Of course, Grímhildr's origins are traced back to a grimoire that once belonged to Völva. This grimoire was called the Galdrabók."

Upon hearing this, Loki dropped a stick and his mouth widened. "...I-I hast vaguely heard of that grimoire, but it was banished from Asgard ages ago! Odin thought it too be troublesome in the wrong hands!"

"Indeed, she was the original possessor of that grimoire," Kriemhild waved her glowing right hand over the fire, which turned green and expanded, startling Loki. "She was born Fulla, a young shaman who lived in Asgard. You wouldn't have known her too well since you weren't around then."

The green flames formed a human-like shape. A 5'8 foot tall woman with long, back length platinum blonde hair and malachite eyes appeared floating over the burning green flames. The woman had on a dark green sleeveless gown with an ivory necklace and white heels. She had on her right hand a two-sided colored mask; white on the left and dark green on the right. The mask had slanted black lifeless eyes and a curved evil grin shaped like a crescent moon.

"This is the woman who would become the infamous Völva, the predecessor of Grímhildr and myself."

"Yes, I hast seen that face in the forbidden texts. She hadst brought misery and cursed those who wronged her!"

"Correct. If I remember, she was bullied by her fellow Asgardians and treated like an outcast. One day, a young woman from a noble class tormented poor Fulla. It came to a point when Fulla had enough and cast a spell to burn that noble woman's hair. That fool had it coming, but Fulla was punished for it. Not one to take her punishment well, Fulla changed her name to Völva, became a shaman, and used Galdrabók to practice some devious and dangerous witchcraft. With time, her power became dangerous. It came to a point where Asgard couldn't sit by and let Völva become a threat to the Nine Realms. Odin and Asgard fought and defeated Völva."

"And that was it?"

"Oh no, you see Völva found means to cheat death by advancing her witchcraft. She used Galdrabók to reincarnate herself. She used the spell known as theFour Seasons of Reincarnation, allowing her to transfer her soul from her previous body and creating another vessel to house her spirit. She used a total of four cycles. Having just used her first cycle, Völva entered her second: Gullveig."

The Völva image in the fire took out a grimoire and invoked a spell, transferring a glowing purple orb of light, which was her soul. The orb entered the second vessel of the reincarnation cycle: the same platinum blonde-haired woman but this vessel had on a violet sleeveless gown with an emerald necklace and lavender heels. She put on a Noh-like mask. Gullveig was then shown casting dangerous spells that ravaged Asgardian villages and fought Odin's forces.

"As Gullveig, her presence sparked the Æsir–Vanir War."

Loki's eyes darkened as he watched the bloodshed from this war. Seeing the grisly images of slain warriors and war that tore landscapes apart brought horrifying memories.

"I was a young lad then, but I remember that war too well. So, she was responsible?"

Kriemhild smirked. "Odin never told you, I see. Your brother liked keeping secrets from you, didn't he?" She got no response from Loki and waved her hands over the flames. "After Gullveig was destroyed, Völva shifted into her third cycle: Heiðr."

When Gullveig vanished, another platinum blonde-haired woman appeared wearing a dark sleeveless red dress with a yellow necklace and black heels. She had on a rose-schemed mask with black eyes and red lips.

"This reincarnation didn't last long and then came Völva's fourth and last cycle: Seiðkona."

As Heiðr faded, a fourth platinum-haired woman in a cobalt sleeveless gown appeared. She had on an ivory necklace and black heels. She held a distinguishing two-sided mask; blue on the left and white on the right. The mask had slanted black eyes and an upside down frown.

"This would be Völva's most formidable reincarnated cycle. She amassed enough power to garner Odin's attention, but she was soundly defeated by the Allfather. To prevent Völva from reincarnating into her next cycle, he cast her soul to Helheim. Deeming the grimoire dangerous, the Allfather banished it to Migard, completely out of Asgard's sight and reach. In hopes no one would ever find it and use it for ill deeds."

"And since Völva was no more, she required a successor."

"Yes, and the one who found Völva's grimoire was my mother Grímhildr."

The flames displayed a clear image of hundreds of years gone by. It showed a group of bandits pillaging a royal home.

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"As she grew up a peasant, Grímhildr loathed the spoiled and entitled slobs that marred the social systems. She and her cohorts took matters into their hands and slaughtered a royal home. Once raiding that home, Grímhildr found a grimoire. She found it didn't contain normal text. After reading the first page, she didn't put it down. Every night, she read a single page. She found it incredibly difficult to comprehend the text, but a translator helped her convert the text. Over time, she was able to conjure the most basic dark magic. As she continued to utilize this dark magic, her fellow bandits started losing trust in their leader. They grew fearful and planned to steal the grimoire.

Having achieved some enlightenment from the book, Grímhildr was already preparing to cut her losses. She wanted to move on from the bandit life and explore more horizons. She sought more knowledge of the dark arts. But, first things first, she ended relations with the lowly bandits."

One swift slash from a drawn blade slew an old bandit and a youthful man. The one responsible for this heinous action was the bandit leader, Grímhildr. As the bandit leader, she was a fairly attractive young woman with long back length russet hair. She wore ragged clothing made from deer hide and a vest made from a brown bear's fur. Adorning her right shoulder is a piece of metal. She wore straw sandals and had a scimitar hanging on her right hip. For a woman, her physique was decently built as a result of physical training and frequent bandit ventures. She gazed over the corpses of the slain men, her sharp-edged yellow eyes had a detached glare to them.

"I hast made it clear. Fight among thyselves to decide the new leader!" Grímhildr declared, holding the grimoire under her left arm.

"Thou art not leaving until thou gave us the grimoire!" One of the bandits demanded, brandishing a spear.

"Quick before she conjures a dark spell! She be using spells on our fellow men!" Another bandit roared.

"Yes, that explains the sudden disappearance of ten of our men!"

All turned their suspicions on Grímhildr. The female bandit sighed out of exasperation. Realizing these greedy men couldn't be reasoned with, she opened the grimoire.

"Stop her!" Another old bandit yelled out.

As the bandits rushed her, Grímhildr's smile widened into an evil grin. "I hast grown tired of being associated with filthy swine like thyselves! Now be gone!" With that, a bright green aura shot out of the grimoire like a beam and enveloped the user. Bathed in the green light, Grímhildr cackled incessantly and fired a green wave that melted the bandits down into piles of bones.

Stepping over the remains of her subordinates, she crushed the skull of the old man.

"I hast severe ties with lowly thieves like thyselves." She closed the grimoire and felt the intense mystic powers coursing through her. With time, these mystic powers would change her outlook on the world. She would also ascend into a higher being above any lowly mortals.

"With the grimoire, the more power she gathered, the less human she became. Being a human was limiting. She opted to increase her knowledge of the world beyond humans. Eventually, she learned of the existence of the divine beings that created and watched the mortal realm. Grímhildr would learn the grimoire once belonged to Völva. And through Völva's text, she was willing to continue her plot to destroy the Æsir. By learning forbidden spells, Grímhildr increased her power from a lowly sorceress into a divine entity. To achieve this, she had to extend her lifespan by any means necessary. To do this, she required human sacrifices. Human souls became her nourishment. After consuming enough human souls, she extended her life by a couple of years. She would later consume hundreds, extending her life beyond decades. This was to ensure she'd learn every known spell Völva and her reincarnations created."

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Inside an abandoned church, Grímhildr sat on a chair. Her yellow eyes scanned the bodies of victims, including some women and children. She pulled her hood down, revealing her ageless appearance. Even after a hundred years have passed, she still had the same face and russet hair. However, she wasn't the same lowly and uneducated bandit from a century ago. She now possessed a wealth of dark magic knowledge. When she removed her gray robe, she unveiled a green dress. Her physique was less built for combat as she hasn't required physical battle since relying exclusively on dark magic. However, her chest was slightly more endowed after experimenting on her body with dark magic. She used her new 'sensual charm' to lure men out and extract their souls with a kiss.

"This will dost. I will not need to feed on any souls for a while," Grímhildr murmured, her lips curving outward into a fiendish smile. It has been so long since the concept of age and death frightened her. Even wounds she received from confrontations, including a recent scuffle with a barbarian was nothing to her. She watched her wound heal up as skin regenerated over the open cut. "My body hast become divine. Not even illnesses can plague me. However, I must continue to consume enough souls to halt the ravages of time. I must continue to defy death."

"Grímhildr became far too powerful for the mortal world. Another few centuries would pass and she would ascend further. The gods of the Nine Realms started to take notice. Acting with extreme caution, Grímhildr ceased feasting on souls. However, she had accumulated enough souls. If there was anything Grímhildr learned, it was that with patience one would receive great rewards. And that reward came in the form of immortality.

Grímhildr had gained divine power and made herself known to the Æsir and the gods of the other Realms. The Unmoralisch arose."

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Standing outside the balcony of his palace, Odin confronted Asgard's unwanted guest. The Allfather was joined by a woman, standing 5'9 feet tall, with long, straight back length argent hair that went down near the waist and silver eyes. She wore a white gown with a white embroidered necklace. Loki, Heimdallr, and group of women garbed in Valkyrie armor joined them.

The guest turned out to be Grímhildr, whose outward appearance changed since going into hiding. Once a lowly bandit, Grímhildr achieved divinity. At 6'1 feet tall in height, Grímhildr's imposing presence brought a dreadful vibe. Her now milky white hair was shaped into a crown resembling two devil's horns. Long strands of her milky hair cascaded over her back. She had on a silver dress and high heels. A white necklace adorned her neck collar. She wore silver arm and wrist bracelets. Tufts of shimmering and white long feathers spread outward in the manner of a peacock's tail feathers. In her right hand was a 5 foot long silver staff coupled with a yellow magical orb inside the staff. This was her trusted staff, Unmoralteinn.

Loudly tapping Unmoralteinn in the air, Grímhildr made herself known to Asgard's king and his loyal cohorts. "Allfather, I come here to meet thee and announce my sovereignty of a new kingdom. A dominion pledging its allegiance under me, Grímhildr the Unmoralisch!"

"A new kingdom?" Frigg asked. "Who art thou to claim thee can create a realm for thyself?!"

Grímhildr chortled calmly. "Oh, I hast now. My kingdom is called Unmoralheim. My followers and I hast opened access to people Asgard hath shunned away." She gave a scornful glare toward Odin. "Thy tyrannical ways hast created hostility among thy people, Allfather. Unlike thou, I hast granted people from all realms access to establish homes in Unmoralheim. Anyone may live in Unmoralheim. Asgardians who hast been wronged by Allfather art more than welcome."

"Thou hast nerve to come here and tell me this, witch! No one just makes a request with myself!" The Allfather snarled as he lifted Gungnir.

Preparing to defend herself with Unmoralteinn, Grímhildr smirked ever coolly. "Look at thyself, Allfather. Is that paranoia I sense in thee? Art thou afraid Unmoralheim will pose a threat? Well, thou shouldst hast destroyed the grimoire when thee hadst the chance."

Once the grimoire was brought to his attention, Odin was taken aback. "Thou dost not mean…?! Thou found Völva's grimoire?!"

The Unmoralisch laughed loudly. "Indeed I hast! I found it back when I was a lowly bandit, who sought any worthwhile item I couldst find."

"Where is it?!"

"As if I wouldst tell thee, Allfather. It is somewhere where thou will never find it."

"Thou hast the nerve to come and challenge my authority?!"

"Perhaps, I hast. I intend to finish Völva's conflict with Asgard. I hast obtained a greater wealth of knowledge thanks to her. Galdrabók changed my life for the better and granted me a greater perspective of the world beyond the mortal realm. I hast since abandoned Midgard and intend to firmly established my dominion. One that surpasses Asgard!"

"Then, thou hast declared war on Asgard!" Allfather bellowed.

"If that is how thou see it, then so be it. I intend to protect my people from thy tyrannical hands, Allfather." As she raised her staff, she summoned her subjects.

A massive obsidian dragon with 55 feet long body length and wingspan of 20 meters in length soared high over Allfather's castle. Dreki-Andvari descended next to Grímhildr and allowed her to sit on his back.

"Thank thee, Andvari. Högni and Saul come forth!"

Also present on Dreki-Andvari's back were two men. On Grímhildr's right is a moderate-built man garbed. The man wore dark gray body armor and a helmet coupled with a long-sleeved gray shirt underneath the body armor, light blue pants, and black boots. This man appeared 5'11 feet tall. He has short neck length dark blue hair, spiky at the front and blue eyes.

"Thou summoned me, Högni, Lady Grímhildr?" He responded in a ruffian tone.

On her left is a taller and muscular man standing 6'1 feet tall. He had short, neck length groomed reddish brown hair and blue eyes. He wore a simple long-sleeved olive green shirt, light blue pants, and brown shoes.

"And I, Saul, am here to serve thee." He addressed in a deep and subdued tone.

"It appears we may hast some future conflict with Asgard, my subjects," Grímhildr furrowed her brows, scornfully glaring at Allfather and his subjects.

Casting an intense glare at Grímhildr, Frigg fiercely snarled. "Odin, allow me and my Valkyries to personally deal with her."

Nodding, the Allfather complied. "Permission granted, but be careful. There is no telling how much power she hath obtained from the grimoire."

Frigg whipped around and faced the Valkyries. This was the First Generation Valkyries comprising of Freyja, Hel, Vör, Skaði, and Jörð. There was another Valkyrie among them.

Turning toward the sixth member, Frigg nodded. "Sváfa."

Standing 5'7 feet tall, the aforementioned woman had neck length platinum blonde hair. Her bronze eyes stared fondly into Frigg's eyes. This Valkyrie wore a golden body armor, golden armored gloves & boots, and a purple helmet. Her helmet's carapace pieces has three orange feathers jutting outward on both sides.

A smile adorned this Valkyrie's friendly features. "Dost not worry, Frigg. I, Sváfa the Light Valkyrie, will not fail thee, my friend. We, the Valkyries, will ride together and defend Asgard from this witch!"

Frigg smiled. "Indeed we will."

"When Grímhildr made herself public to the Nine Realms, she made a name for herself. Establishing Unmoralheim was a good first step. Although a treacherous witch when confronted by her enemies, Grímhildr cared for the people of Unmoralheim and vowed to protect them from the Allfather's tyrannical reach. Reacting in a disgruntled manner, Odin abhorred Grímhildr and sought to destroy her by any means. Although, rather than take matters into his own hands, he gave Frigg a chance to reform her Valkyries. The First Generation Valkyries formed during the Æsir–Vanir War. This new conflict with Grímhildr would become personal when Grímhildr once tried to seduce Odin in order to appease and convince him to cease conflicts between them.

Heh, Grímhildr got more than she bargained for and Frigg came to Odin's rescue. This further prompted the grudge between Frigg and Grímhildr. To better combat Frigg and her Valkyries, Grímhildr recruited five powerful witches, all of whom were practitioners of Seiðr, the legacy of Völva's magic. Grímhildr named these five witches, the Völva Fimm."

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Having amassed her Valkyries, Frigg emerged in a full-bodied white armor with gold and silver trim. She put on armored elbow length gloves. She wore thigh length boots. The carapace of her helmet had white feathers poking through the sides.

Sváfa, Freyja, Hel, Vör, Skaði, and Jörð assembled around Frigg, who looked up and faced the advancing enemy forces heading near Valaskjálf.

Leading the Unmoralisch's ground forces was Saul, who came in another form suited for warfare.

Saul took on a menacing outward appearance that inspired fear among his cohorts and enemies. Standing 7'1 feet tall, Saul became a dark red armored behemoth. He wore shoulder plating shaped like skulls, silver armored elbow-length gloves, silver shin guards with embellished skull emblems, black boots, a silver helmet with long, curved horns, and four sets of spikes lined across the crown of his head. His hair was black, shoulder-length, and disheveled. His eyes became an unsettling lime green.

Since becoming the Über-Kobold Captain in leading an army of Kobolds, Saul was a formidable enemy. Hundreds of Asgardians fell to this giant's might.

Joining their captain, the army of Kobolds bellowed and rallied in unison. Among these Kobolds are 5-5'11 foot tall humanoids with draconic and Dwarven features. Resembling reptilian Dwarves with tails, there were variants each with differentiating features. Many have beards that are sentient snake-like beards like Zmey Snakô's. Some have armored, spiky scales like Rüstung Wyrm's. Others variants have wings like Gehörnt Wivern's. These abominations are the end result of blood samples from the Great Drekar. Grímhildr achieved this through utilizing mosquito drones.

Besides normal Kobolds, Grímhildr conjured stronger, more human-like variants, each standing an average 6-7 feet tall. They are grotesque-looking with dark gray complexion and dark, stringy hair. Known as Über-Kobolds, these variants amassed and rallied behind their leader and captain Saul.

Among the other mooks are feather-winged female humanoids called Verðir. These harpy-like creatures soared high into the air and hovered over Saul's forces. Also a part of Grímhildr's forces are grotesque, olive green-skinned, lump-nosed hags known as Mara.

Additionally, an army of black skeleton-like beings called Obsidian Skeletons appeared from out of the ground, many wielding jagged swords and expelling crimson smoke from their ghastly faces. Their skeletal bodies retained remnants of their former human life, including dead skin, torn clothing, and rusted armor.

Backing Saul and the Unmoralisch's armies were the Unmoralisch's five minor commanders.

A pair of twin sisters stood over a few slain Asgardian soldiers. Both stood 5'9 feet tall. The sister on the left had light orange skin, silver short neck-length hair with two braided bangs hanging down the sides of her face, and red eyes. She had on a short purple top with a hole in the center, a short purple skirt, a silver armband on her right tricep, and a torn thigh-length purple legging covering the right leg.

The twin sister on the right had a lilac complexion, a similar hairstyle but her hair color is lavender, and brown eyes. She had on a short sea green top with a slit exposing her cleavage, a short sea green skirt, a silver armband on her left tricep, and a torn thigh-length sea green legging covering her left leg.

Both also wore silver shoulder armor and waist belts. Their common notable feature are their cow tails, making them part-animal.

Högni appeared in front of the twins and addressed them. "Commanders Skogsrå and Råndan, the other commanders need our help!"

Skogsrå nodded. "Lead the way."

Råndan added. "And we shalt follow."

They passed by and noticed a pale-skinned woman with mimi pink features and a well-endowed chest. She had shoulder-length dark green hair coupled with longer strands hanging down the back of her spine. Her bold black eyes scanned the corpse of an Asgardian man she drained the life from. She wore a crimson sleeveless dress and high heels. A pair of white wings are folded behind her back.

When she heard Högni and the twins's approach, the woman stood up. She was roughly 5'8 feet tall.

"Askafroa, we art ready to advance," Högni stated. "Where is Sjörå?"

"Right here, Master Högni," came a seductive voice, directly from a pale-skinned, red-eyed woman with long back-length dark teal hair. Standing 5'7 feet tall, this woman wore a full-bodied, sleeveless dark blue bodysuit. She wore red lip gloss. When she opened her mouth to speak, it was normal lips, but her teeth were sharp.

"We art ready to continue the slaughter, Master Högni," Askafroa bowed.

"We art meant to serve and please thee," Sjörå submitted to him.

"Four of thou art present, but there only remains one."

The sound of a cat and bells was heard as a 5'10 feet tall, light purple-furred woman appeared. She had neck-length black hair, unkempt at the top sections of the head. She wore a white dress with black and orange polka dots and yellow cat bells on her wrists. When she opened her eyes, they were red with yellow slit pupils.

"I am getting tired. Merow. Can I hast my nap now, Master Högni?" The catwoman queried to him while dragging the corpse of an Asgardian soldier.

"Kostbera, this is no time to be fooling around. Lady Grímhildr expects us to clear these sections. Dost thou want to incur her fury because thou want a nap?"

Dropping the corpse, Kostbera sighed, yawning. "Ok, fine. Merow!"

"Good. Now, come, my pretty horur. Let us slaughter more Asgardians!"

"Yes!" The ladies shouted in unison.

"As you can see, Loki, my mother had quite a… weird bunch of followers. Almost comical, except the Saul guy. But, they weren't her only loyal subjects."

"We art ready, Frigg," Sváfa firmly stated.

Nodding, Frigg focused on the forthcoming enemy. "I, Frigg the Light Valkyrie, command thee to protect my husband, the Allfather, and all of Asgard!"

The Valkyries cried passionately in unison and glided upward to meet the Unmoralisch's forces. Elsewhere, Asgard's ground forces contended with Grímhildr's commanders' armies.

The Völva Fimm, Grímhildr's main commanders, descended and halted the Valkyries's path.

"Well, look at we hast here. Odin sends his Valkyries to fight our lady. Sorry but thou must asketh for an appointment to seek an audience with Lady Grímhildr!" spoke a 5'7 feet tall woman who is a two-headed conjoined twin in one body. Their clothing and hair color was evenly divided. The conjoined witch's left head had shoulder length light red with ebony streaks and the right head has light blue with ivory streaks. Their hair was styled with a bun and braided knots. The witch wore a black sleeveless dress coupled with an underskirt and dark boots. The entire clothing was color coded and split to distinguish the conjoined twin's personalities; the left side had red on the dress, underskirt, and the left sided boot was dark red while the right side had blue on the dress, underskirt, and right sided boot was dark blue. Her left eye is red and left eye being blue. The conjoined twin wore golden bracelets over the wrists and ankles. The right, blue-haired head spoke out. "Because I, Hlaðguðr svanhvít, hast been personally picked to deal with thee, Frigg!"

The left, red-haired head added. "Be sure to leave me some of her, Hervör alvitr, dearest sister."

Eyeing the two-headed, conjoined witch, Frigg was taken aback. "But, were thee King Hlödvér's daughter?"

Hlaðguðr chortled and shrugged. "Oh, I was, but that man and my former kingdom shunned me out for being an 'abomination'. Lady Grímhildr opened the door for me to join her."

Hervör added coyly. "Yes, and she passed on Völva's teachings to us. Our power grew strong and enough to destroy our former kingdom."

The two heads then cried out together. "And we hast been made leader of the Völva Fimm! We art the Yin-Yang Völva! And as thou can see, my colleagues here art ready to deal some divine punishment to thee, Valkyries!" Utilizing her commanding presence, the two-headed witch raised her staff and summoned her colleagues.

With that, four other women dressed in similar black clothing appeared next to their two-headed, conjoined leader.

"Greetings, I am Thrima the Lightning Völva!" A 5'5 feet tall girl with curly, neck-length goldenrod hair and maize eyes announced. Being the youngest, Thrima had the appearance of a late-teenager. She wore a similar uniform sleeveless black dress like the Yin-Yang Völva, but had on a yellow skirt and black leggings. Yellow feathers adorned the top of a silver tiara. She also wore yellow earrings. She took out her staff decorated with electrical bolts.

"A displeasure to meet thee, Valkyries. I am Svipul the Glacial Völva!" A young adult woman, appearing 5'6 feet tall, with straight shoulder length ghost white hair and frost blue eyes announced. Her skin tone had a distinct creamy look with palish pink tones. She had on a dark blue and black mosaic-style dress with dark blue leggings. She had on light blue wristbands, dark blue feathers atop a light blue hat, and dark blue earrings. She produced her staff, decorated with icicles.

"I, Ráðgríðr the Infernal Völva, shalt burn thee into cinders!" A young adult woman, standing 5'6 feet tall, with long back length scarlet hair called out in a haughty tone. Her hair was styled with twin tails at the back that hung loosely over her shoulders. She had on a dark red sleeveless crop top, a red short skirt, long black leggings, and bright red heels. She also had on red earrings and yellow wrist & ankle bracelets. She carried a staff decorated with flames.

"And I am Sanngriðr the Deadroot Völva!" A young adult woman, appearing 5'8 feet tall, with moss green hair tied into two buns with longer hair strands hanging loose at the bottom. Her eyes matched her hair color. She wore a black dress with thin threads criss-crossed over her bosom. She also had on dark green and black leggings as well as golden wrist and ankle bracelets. She produced a staff decorated with vines.

"Together the Völva Fimm cannot be defeated! Not even Odin's Valkyries hath a chance!" The two-headed, conjoined witch declared.

The Valkyries took no chances and engaged the Völva Fimm.

"The first series of battles between Odin and Grímhildr usually ended with casualties, but neither side could defeat the other. Although, the Völva Fimm proved more than capable to handle Frigg and the First Generation Valkyries. They could not decisively defeat the Völva Fimm, even suffering a humiliating loss during their first encounter. This prompted Frigg and her Valkyries to recruit new blood into the Valkyrie rankings. To contend with the Völva Fimm, younger maidens with latent and powerful potentials were needed.

Some time passed. This is where the Second Generation Valkyries, alternatively known as the Valkyrie Fimm, led by Sigrdrífa entered the picture. Their contributions proved enough to turn the tide of the war."

As Frigg was caught in a barrage of explosive orbs, Hlaðguðr and Hervör blasted her with armor-piercing beams of light and darkness energies. The two-headed witch's maniacal laughter matched the manic look on her face. As Frigg prepared to blast her with a light beam, the two-headed witch was interceded by a volley of sharp, metal blades heading her way. The Völva Fimm leader narrowly dodged and spotted the perpetrator.

"Who dares to attack me?!" The Yin-Yang Völva shouted.

A smile smeared on Frigg's face as her savior arrived. The Valkyrie Fimm leader appeared to be a splitting image of Brynhildr. She appeared 5'6 feet tall. Her golden eyes were the same as Brynhildr's. Even her hair was black much like the Blood Valkyrie's, but this Valkyrie's hair was longer and shoulder-length with two braid-like wavy pigtails on the front side. This Valkyrie wore full-bodied dark navy blue armor, including armored gloves, long heeled boots, and helmet. Golden bracelets adorned the end of the gloves. Golden trim aligned across certain undisclosed areas of the armor, namely the chest and boots. She had on a long white skirt fashioned out of thick linen that went down past the thighs. Symbols, resembling rune shape with wings, emblazoned the center breastplate and helmet. Three long white feathers protrude outward through the sides of her helmet.

"Who art thou?!" The two-headed Völva Fimm leader shouted at the newcomer.

"Sigrdrífa, thank Asgard thou hast come," Frigg smiled with relief.

With a heroic smile, Sigrdrífa took out a golden sword guard and pulled out her sword Zweihänder. "Fear not, Lady Frigg. The Valkyrie Fimm art here to stop these witches!"

"Valkyrie Fimm?!" The Yin-Yang Völva spat out as she noticed her colleagues being attacked by new Valkyries.

Coming to Sváfa's rescue was a Valkyrie with shoulder length rose-gold hair and garbed in a semi-revealing yellow body armor, cutting off above that revealed her midriff, upper back, and bare shoulders. She was slightly taller than Sigrdrífa, standing at 5'8 feet tall. She had on yellow armored gloves just a few inches from her elbows and silver shin guards. Her yellow knee length boots are open-toed that look like high-heeled sandals. A long white cape flapped behind her back. A white dress went past her knees with the bottom of the skirt trimmed in orange. She had on a yellow helmet with white trim. Three feathers poked out of the carapace areas of her helmet. On the front of the helmet was a rune shaped like two wings. Her hazel eyes, matching her fierce warrior prowess, glared at Thrima.

"Art thou ok, Sváfa?" The Valkyrie asked her while countering Thrima's staff with her knightly sword. She also managed to neutralize the Lightning Völva's yellow lightning with her shield that had a two-winged rune on it.

"I am now. Thank thee, Reginleif!"

Having been frozen by Svipul's ice magic, Vör and Skaði were broken free by another member of the Valkyrie Fimm. Their rescuer used specialized threads to cut through the ice.

They and Svipul were met by a modest-sized Valkyrie, who stood 5'5 feet tall. She had back length wavy glaucous hair and gray eyes. She had on a semi-revealing cerulean body armor, which showed off her bare shoulders and back. The Valkyrie also had on elbow-length armored gloves, knee-length boots with navy blue trim lined around them, and a helmet. She wore a cerulean cape. A white dress went down a few inches near her ankles. The bottom of the skirt is trimmed in cerulean. The Valkyrie's helmet has carapace pieces with three blue wings poking out of the sides. A similar two wing rune was emblazoned on the front helmet side.

"Thou made it, Skalmöld!" Vör happily cried out.

"Couldst hast thou arrived sooner?" Skaði scoffed.

"My apologies, but Grímhildr's forces got in our way," Skalmöld politely replied. She readied her threads and faced Svipul. "Dost not worry, I hast figured out this witch's weak points."

Hel was spared a fiery death by Ráðgríðr's flames. A wall of magma formed out of nowhere and absorbed the Infernal Völva's attack. The Underworld Valkyrie watched as a Valkyrie newcomer blocked her way and had a hand out over the magma wall.

This Valkyrie was 5'7 feet tall and had shoulder length russet hair with two front braids and a single back braid. She had on a full body red armor coupled with elbow-length armored gloves, knee-length boots, and a helmet. Her red armor was trimmed with golden yellow over undisclosed areas, notably around the helmet, boots, gloves, and front side of the chest armor. She also wore a white battle dress that is several inches above the knees. Fluttering behind her back is a white cape. The Valkyrie wore a yellow waist belt carrying paper seals with winged runes embellished on them. Three similar white feathers jutted through the carapaces of her helmet. Embellished on her helmet is a golden two-winged rune. Her vermilion eyes glared daggers into the enemy.

The Valkyrie conjured a claymore. "We art here now to fight in thy place, Lady Hel."

"Yes, thank thee, Herfjötur!" The Underworld Valkyrie genuinely responded.

A cloud materialized and downpoured an acidic rain that melted a 25-foot tall ravenous Venus flytrap monster, freeing the entangled Jörð and Freyja from its vine tendrils. The Earthshaker and Love Valkyries were relieved as their savior appeared.

Standing 5'8 feet tall, this Valkyrie had straight shoulder-length celadon hair tied in a ponytail. She had on a dark violet upper body armor, elbow-length armored gloves, and knee-length boots. Her eyes are bright like amber. Coupled with her dark armor, she wore a full-body dark green armor mesh underneath. Her dark violet armor and helmet. had silver trim along undisclosed areas. Unlike the other Valkyrie Fimm members, she wore no skirt or dress of any kind, but instead had on black leggings with violet armor covering her waist and knees. Her helmet's carapaces have three white feathers poking outward. On the front of her helmet is a silver two-winged rune emblem. The Valkyrie had a pair of seax readily drawn for battle with Sanngriðr.

"Róta, thou hast come!" Jörð graciously called to her.

Freyja scoffed and cried out with tears. "Róta! My sister, thou art here to save me!"

Róta smiled pitifully for Freyja's overdramatic wailing. "Dry those tears, Freyja. I hast come to save thee all. Our brother, Freyr, and Gullinbursti art fighting against the ground forces as we speak."

Having drawn Zweihänder, Sigrdrífa swiftly clashed with Hervör and Hlaðguðr. The Yin-Yang Völva pushed her staff against Sigrdrífa's sword.

Hlaðguðr growled, uncurling her lips with irritation. "Who art thou to interfere?!"

"I am Sigrdrífa the Blade Valkyrie! Leader of the Valkyrie Fimm!" Upon making her introduction to the two-headed witch, numerous portals opened and a barrage of blades rained down on the Völva leader.

Raising her shield, Reginleif stopped Thrima's lightning magic. "I am Reginleif the Shield Valkyrie! Symbol of courage and idealism!" She swung her sword and knocked Thrima's staff away.

"Curse thee!" Thrima hissed with venom.

Skalmöld and Svipul briefly engaged as the former utilized her threads to break apart the latter's icicles. The Glacial Völva summoned her Lagarfljót Worm, a 15-foot long black and white spectacled worm with a suction mouth full of sharp teeth.

"I am Skalmöld the Trapmaker Valkyrie!" The glaucous-haired Valkyrie twitched her fingers, manipulating longer thread strands to use against Svipul's worm.

"I am not so pleased to meet thy acquaintance!" Svipul scowled.

Herfjötur and Ráðgríðr unleashed flames toward the other. The power of their fiery elements collided seemingly on par with each other.

"Thou may call me Herfjötur the Blacksmith Valkyrie!" She threw her claymore at Ráðgríðr, who narrowly sidestepped the large weapon.

"How art thy flames as strong as mine?!" Ráðgríðr berated her new Valkyrie adversary.

"And I am Róta the Sleet Valkyrie!" The dark violet-armored warrior threw her seax at Sanngriðr.

The Deadroot Völva conjured vines to catch the seax. "Thou dost not scare me!"

Following a powerful sword swing, Sigrdrífa repelled the Yin-Yang Völva. The two-headed witch scowled furiously, expelling light and darkness bolts from her staff. Sigrdrífa stopped the witch's attacks with her sword.

"We art Lord Odin's next Valkyrie line of defense! We shalt protect Asgard from the likes of thee and thy queen!" The Blade Valkyrie openly declared her intentions.

Suddenly, Grímhildr appeared before the Valkyries and the Völva Fimm. Upon seeing their master, the Völva Fimm bowed their heads.

"Intriguing. Thou art Odin's new Valkyries?" Grímhildr coolly addressed the Valkyrie Fimm. "If thou art able to match my Völva Fimm, then this conflict shalt be interesting."

Sigrdrífa fiercely pointed her sword toward Grímhildr. "We hast been summoned to assist Lady Frigg! Grímhildr the Unmoralisch, thou shalt be slain!"

Beckoning the Völva Fimm to her, the Grímhildr chuckled. "Yes, one of us will meet our end, but it shalt not be me, Sigrdrífa. It shalt be thee."

xxxxx

"As the Valkyrie Fimm entered the picture, the war continuously went on. Each time the Valkyrie Fimm and Völva Fimm would constantly try to outdo the other in a series of battles. Until one day, Grímhildr engaged Frigg and Sigrdrífa. Thinking she had accumulated enough power to defeat them both, the Unmoralisch became overconfident. When she dropped her guard, Frigg dealt her a grievous blow. While it didn't kill her, Grímhildr was forced to withdraw and escaped into Midgard to heal her injuries. Unmoralheim was left vulnerable without its queen, leaving the Völva Fimm to run the kingdom.

Of course, one loyal servant wasn't there to fight on behalf of his queen as he was supposed to. What was he doing the whole time? Well, he was playing with his queen's low-class commanders."

xxxxx

Having returned from a grueling defeat, the Yin-Yang Völva stormed through the halls of Grímhildr's palace. Her two heads fumed red with fury.

"Högni! Where the fukka art thee?!" Hervör screamed furiously.

Hlaðguðr added, equally as angry as her conjoined sister. "Lady Grímhildr is gone because thou didst not show up to fight! Thou hast deserted thy post!"

The other Völva Fimm members entered their queen's royal chamber. Each bore scars and bodily injuries from the last battle.

"Our Lady Grímhildr is gone!" Thrima wailed, kicking her feet into the air and flailing her arms about like a pouty child.

Healing her broken arm with her ice magic, Svipul remarked. "She didst not die though."

"They shalt pay," Ráðgríðr growled.

"No, Högni will pay dearly for this," Sanngriðr snarled.

"Saul!" The Yin-Yang Völva called forth the Über-Kobold Captain. "We need to find that lazy ruffian! Saul!"

xxxxx

Cut off from the rest, Högni was in his harem chamber with his horur. They were sprawled together on a giant royal purple mattress. All of them were butt naked save for Sjörå, who wore a cerulean kimono-like dress, a pearl necklace, and ivory shoes. She was in her human form. She took on an exotic-looking form, resembling a Midgardian from the Far East. Her black eyes scanned Högni's naked body and became entranced by his handsome features.

"Go on, Sjörå. Take them off."

Nodding in compliance to her master's wishes, Sjörå disrobed her kimono, revealing her pale-skinned naked body. She stuck her feet out, allowing Högni to take her shoes off.

"Thou hast such delicate skin, Sjörå. Come closer. Let us hast some fun."

"As thou wish, Master Högni." With that, Sjörå lied down opposite from Askafroa and leaned next to Högni.

Högni had the Huldra sisters, the pale-skinned Unseelie, the water nymph, and the troll catwoman gathered as his prized harem and servants. He took them in after their native homes discarded them. After saving them, the women pledged their undying loyalty to their master. In return, they willingly gave their bodies for Högni's pleasures.

Högni watched as Råndan & Sjörå and Skogsrå & Askafroa paired off kissing each other. Kostbera snuggled up to Högni, seductively teasing him. The man and the catwoman then kissed. Kostbera folded her arms around her man's neck and caressed his dick with her tail. Högni felt aroused as his dick started to harden. He held her back with his right arm while caressing her butt with his left hand.

"Oh yes! That feels good!" Högni yelled out, clenching his teeth as he felt his dick being caressed by the troll catwoman.

The Huldra sisters, Råndan and Skogsrå, then approached their master's bedside. Bearing evil grins, the sisters sat down and used their tails to caress his dick even more. Högni slowly rose as he leaned forward to kiss the sisters. The man and the sisters' lips locked as they licked each other. The Huldra sisters licked his face. As this was going on, Sjörå and Askafroa caressed his body, licked his neck, and even aroused his nipples by licking it. Högni's nipples hardened as his horur pleasured him. They took a step further as they fondled, licked, and sucked his testicles and his penis. As the pale Unseelie and water nymph sucked his testicles, the Huldra sisters' tails fondled his hardening penis. Kostbera ended licking his anal opening, giving him a rimjob.

"How dost it feel, master?" The Huldra sisters asked him.

"Yeah, let us keep this up," Högni replied with a mischievous smile.

The Huldra sisters shifted over to the right and left side of their master. Kostbera sat in the middle. The trio proceeded to lick his penis. Laying down on the floor, Högni returned the favor and licked the inside of the Huldra sisters's pussies simultaneously. As this was happening, the sisters rubbed their butts on their master's face while Kostbera sat on top of Högni and forced his penis inside her vagina. He thrust his dick inside Kostbera, eliciting a loud cat's screech from the purple catgirl. The women then leaned in to lock lips with Högni, each trying to see who would kiss their master first. The three ladies's tails wrapped around the other. Finally, the man removed his dick from Kostbera and climaxed. Högni's hardened penis pumped out cum, shooting some into the Huldra sisters' faces. Kostbera licked some of the cum like the milk she enjoyed drinking, but the cum had a more delicious taste.

"Mmm, tasty," Kostbera purred with delight, licking some cum from her nose. Her sensitive nostrils smelled the sweet smell from Högni's cum. She wanted more and crawled over to lick some more off the Huldra sisters' faces.

"We art not done yet…" Högni chuckled as he had Skogsrå on on all fours while shoving his penis inside her anal spot. Råndan was behind her sister with Högni thrusting his dick inside Skogsrå.

Skogsrå let out loud orgasmic pants. As Högni continuously rocked her, Skogsrå's mouth widened and her eyes rolled back. More heavy orgasmic pants came out. Her tongue hung loose. She had a look of sheer pleasure etched on her face. Her breasts jiggled back and forth. Råndan kissed and embraced her sister as Högni continued thrusting them from behind.

After finishing with the Huldra sisters, Askafroa and Sjörå had their turns. Högni leaned behind Askafroa and shoved his penis into her retcum. While he thrust himself inside her, he slapped her butt cheeks, his hand sounding like the crack of a whip. Askafroa let out a yelp and eroticaly panted while he rocked her from behind. Sjörå sat in front of Askafroa, exposing her moist vaginal area. Thirsty for her watery juices, Askafroa licked the water nymph's vagina.

"Hey, make sure to leave me some," Högni insisted to join in with the pale-skinned Unseellie.

Complying, Askafroa made room. Högni assisted Askafroa as they licked and ate Sjörå's moist vaginal area. Sjörå let out faint gasps and felt aroused by them eating inside her. Their tongues met while still eating the water nymph's vagina.

"Getting moist! I am about to spill out! It is coming!" Sjörå panted and erotically cried out as she spilled cum on them. The water nymph didn't stop there. She gave Högni and Askafroa a taste of her 'water fountain' by urinating inside her two lovers' faces and mouths.

The two lovers gleefully drank the water nymph's urine, which tasted like fresh water. A water nymph's urine can restore dead vegetation and heal wounds. For Högni and Askafroa, her urine rejuvenated them to continue their love fest.

Högni helped Sjörå to her feet and got in front of her. He initiated a standing intercourse with Sjörå. The water nymph folded her arms over his neck while Högni wrapped his arms over her back. He shoved his hardened penis inside Sjörå's vagina and kissed her neck. While this went on, Askafroa briefly fingered Sjörå's ass. The man and the female Unseelie had their way with the water nymph, pleasuring her through her vagina and retcum. With her pale cheeks blushing red, the water nymph panted hard as she seemingly enjoyed being submissive to her lovers.

Following the intercourse, the pale-skinned Unseelie had Högni and Sjörå face her. She shook her large breasts and invited them to suck her breasts. Not one to turn down their lover's invite, Högni and Sjörå returned the favor. As they sucked on her massive breasts, the Unseelie grabbed the back of their heads and enticed them to suck her mammaries harder. Högni and Sjörå shifted their mouths from her breasts and shared a kiss together. The trio kissed and lip locked as they sensually panted and moaned. During the passionate threeway kiss, Sjörå felt wet again.

"Oh fukka, getting wet again!" Sjörå cried out.

"I want to drink thou again," Askafroa sensually licked her lips.

"I thinkest we art both thirsty," Högni said as they heard watery cum spill from the water nymph's vagina. "Not to worry, we shalt clean up for thee."

The water nymph blushed, but not from humility. The blush was based on how genuinely affectionate she was for her master and the ladies. They gave her a place to feel more at home. Sjörå was most grateful to have a friend and a love partner like Askafroa. Someone whom she can share her secrets with and her love for Högni. And both went out of their way to pleasure him.

By the end of nightfall, Högni lied on his mattress with his five ladies. Askafroa and Sjörå slept peacefully next to him. Opening his eyes, he fondly looked at the two. He heard the angry outbursts from Yin-Yang Völva and Saul, but he willingly ignored them to be with his beautiful, loyal women.

"Yes, like I said, mother had a weird bunch of loyal subjects, but a few of them weren't fully committed to their line of work. And that ended up costing Grímhildr as she was forced to retreat. During her time on Midgard, she went into hiding to heal her wounds. During that healing process, guess who Grímhildr ended up meeting? The man who would end up being my father, King Gjúki."

xxxxx

"Pardon. Who art thou?" A man interjected and caused Grímhildr to defensively spin around.

Grímhildr quickly conjured a lime green magic dagger. She prepared to hit a man with neck-length unkempt sandy blonde hair. She noted the gray body armor coupled with a royal purple robe and gray armored gloves & boots. He was roughly close to her height, approximately 6'0 feet tall.

Her fierce, steely gaze met his purple eyes. The man cautiously approached her.

"Easy now. I hast not come to harm thee, maiden."

Grímhildr scowled. "Get back!" All while she gave a threatening posture, she had her right hand covering a left shoulder wound fresh from Frigg's attack.

The man noticed her wound. "Thou art hurt."

"Get back I sayeth!" She tossed the green dagger, which flew past him.

"Let me look at that wound."

As he approached her, Grímhildr backed off and hissed. Even injured, she could so easily butcher this man alive if she wanted. However, he exposed no hostility toward her. In fact, he seemed genuinely concerned. When he cautiously got near her, Grímhildr conceded and showed him her wound.

"My magic is getting weaker. I hast used up most of my power healing my other wounds. I need to rest to get back my power."

"That is fine. We can hast that wound treated. Um, what is thy name, maiden?"

"Grímhildr."

"I am King Gjúki. Come, this way, Grímhildr."

As he offered a helping hand to her, the witch hesitated. When he waited for a response, she took his hand. Gjúki summoned for knights to escort them to the medic.

"Why art thou being generous with a stranger such as I?"

"It is the most I can do for a lady as beautiful as thee."

Upon hearing this compliment, Grímhildr evilly smirked. "But, dost not know I am a monster?"

"Thou dost not look like any monster I wouldst fear."

"Maybe thou shouldst be afraid of me?"

Gjúki chuckled modestly. "Thou art being funny. All I see is a beautiful maiden in need of medical treatment. How didst thou get that wound?"

"I hadst a fight with another king's wife."

"And that king be?"

She chose to withhold Odin's name. "Someone tyrannical."

"Well, thou art safe here in my castle. Once we treat thy wound, thou can rest. Thou art hungry? We hast a big feast prepared."

The Unmoralisch didn't know how to react to this king's genuine kindness. Everyone of her own subjects either shown her fear or respect for her power. With her strength crippled by Frigg, Grímhildr lost a bulk of her power and required time to recover her magic. She was shown to a doctor and had her wound treated. When Gjúki brought Grímhildr to a guest quarters, he sat to listen to her life story. He was shocked to learn she was a queen of her own kingdom.

"So, thou hadst a kingdom?"

"I still dost. At some point, I must return there…"

"Of course, but take thy time to heal here. I will make sure thou feel welcome here."

"Thou art a kind man, Gjúki. Too kind. My subjects often fear me out of respect."

Gjúki smiled. "Well, thou dost not frighten me, Grímhildr. I hope thou can stay longer." He looked at Grímhildr's hand.

Reflecting on her current affairs, Grímhildr wondered how her kingdom was holding without her presence. How long could they be able to keep Unmoralheim stabilized without her? She thought.

"Yes, perhaps I shouldst stay a while." Grímhildr turned and smirked at Gjúki.

"That is how the Unmoralisch and my father met. A chance encounter? Perhaps, but their union is what later conceived me and my brother Gunnar. What was supposed to be a couple days ended up being weeks. What ended up being weeks became months. For the longest time, Grímhildr had developed icy disposition to anyone who got close to her. She was betrayed back when she was a lowly bandit. She had severe trust issues and invoked fear into her subjects. None brought the mention of a potential lover to help her bear a successor.

Gjúki's kindness melted the Unmoralisch's cold heart. This was the first time she ever loved a man. He didn't shun or judge her character. She learned a valuable lesson after trying to steal Odin from Frigg. She learned forceful love was not a way to win someone's heart. She let go of those suppressed human emotions she had. She once sacrificed her humanity to become the Unmoralisch. Thanks to Gjúki, she experienced the joys of Midgard. Grímhildr became loved by father's subjects. Opting to delay her return to her kingdom, Grímhildr married Gjúki and became his queen. It didn't take long for the gods to discover Grímhildr's whereabouts, but they opted to leave her knowing she would no longer be a threat to the Nine Realms. However, Unmoralheim dearly missed their queen.

One evening, the wedded couple had quite an all-nighter, which would eventually lead to my and Gunnar's eventual births."

Shortly after their wedding, Grímhildr and Gjúki initiated sexual intercourse to cap off their celebration. Both lied under a royal purple sheet. Having stripped herself down butt naked, Grímhildr lied on the bed with Gjúki's penis inside her vagina. He straddled his newly wed wife and thrust himself inside her. The Unmoralisch let out a loud orgasmic cry.

"Oh, oh fukka! Keep going harder, Gjúki! HARDER!" Grímhildr demanded, taking all her husband can give her. Even he was surprised with her fortitude.

When he turned his wife around, Gjúki kept his dick inside her vagina and massaged her large breasts. The Unmoralisch's face was covered with sweat and her cheeks were full red. Gjúki climaxed as his royal semen filled her from the inside. The couple lip locked and passionately kissed.

"Yes, and it was during that intercourse when the king impregnated the Unmoralisch. His royal seeds would develop inside her body. Nine fateful months would pass and our births happened."

Laying on a bed, Grímhildr went into labor as her pained screams filled the entire medic's chamber. Two nurses were next to the Unmoralisch urging her to push.

"AH! FUKKA IT HURTS! NOTHING IN MY WHOLE EXISTENCE DOST ANYTHING COMPARE TO THIS PAIN! AUGH!"

Gjúki grabbed his wife's hand. "Thou can dost this, my love! Push with all thy might!"

"I SWEAR ON MY NAME, I SHALT KILL THEE WHEN THIS IS OVER!"

"Oh, I am sure thou wouldst like to, Grímhildr," the king chuckled, unfazed by her baseless threat.

Grímhildr gritted her teeth and let out another pained cry. "OH FUKKA! MAKE IT STOP!"

"Hahahah! Oh my god, now this was hilarious! Isn't it funny how of all things to make the feared Unmoralisch cower, it was enduring the pains of labor? It's every woman's worst moment for pain. What's worse is she had to go through extreme pains to give birth to twins! Oh, I can just see the look on that pathetic witch's face now! At least, I can smile knowing I gave Grímhildr the worst pain in her life. Frigg's critical blow has nothing on me giving Grímhildr unbearable agony. And so, Gunnar and I were born. I came out shortly after Gunnar did."

Gjúki held the two crying newborns. A boy in his left arm and a girl on his right.

"They will not stop crying, Grímhildr! What am I supposed to dost?!" The king panicked as Grímhildr beckoned him to give her the newborns. He complied and handed them over.

Grímhildr held her newborns and they immediately ceased crying altogether.

"Thank goodness. But, we need to give them names?"

"I hast decided."

"I see. So, what hast thou named them?"

"The boy shalt be Gunnar and the girl shalt be Gudrun. Our children art beautiful, art they, Gjúki?" she smiled and lied down with her newborns.

"Indeed," he clasped his hands and muttered a prayer.

Gazing into her children's eyes, Grímhildr kissed them both. "Perhaps Unmoralheim dost not need their queen anymore. I hast decided to stay here and retire."

"Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but… nah, bad shit is about to ruin Grímhildr's happily ever after ending! And ugh, how can I forget that woman had the nerve to kiss me? Please. Although Gudrun wasn't a bad name I suppose. Now, what came next?

When news spread throughout the Nine Realms about Grímhildr's activities, Asgard caught wind of this. With nothing left to lose, the tyrannical and petulant Allfather sought this as an opportunity to expand Asgard by decimating the vulnerable Unmoralheim.

One day, a messenger from Unmoralheim found Grímhildr and warned her of Odin's intention to destroy her realm, including all of its inhabitants."

"What?! That monster intends to destroy my people?!" Grímhildr shouted with fury, which terrified Gjúki, who hadn't seen his wife this furious before.

Svipul nodded. "But, it is true, my queen! We need thee!"

"Yes, but…" Grímhildr turned to Gjúki and their infants. She walked up to her husband. "Listen…"

"So, is it true that tyrannical king is the Allfather?"

"Yes, and he is intent on decimating my kingdom, including its inhabitants. There are helpless people there I must protect. Men, women, children, and the elderly. I am their queen! I hast failed them by abandoning them!"

"Dost thou hast to go back?" Gjúki queried to his wife.

"I must. I am sorry, Gjúki." She touched Gunnar and Gudrun's faces. "Please take care of our children."

"Thou sayeth like thou art going to die."

"It is possible, but if I do survive and destroy the Allfather, I shalt return and bring all three to live in Unmoralheim." She kissed Gjúki first and then their children's foreheads. "Thank thee for giving me a home here. I love thee all."

With that, Grímhildr invoked her magic to restore her former royal battle wardrobe. Her staff returned to her right hand.

"Let us go, Svipul."

"At once, my queen!"

As Grímhildr and Svipul used flight magic to leave, Gjúki and the twins watched them leave. Gunnar wailed for his mother. Gudrun opened her eyes, awakened by her brother's incessant crying.

"I didn't remember my mother's departure because I was just a baby. However, after making contact with the dark matter, I learned my mother ruled a dominion that was on the verge of collapse with the Allfather and his forces closing in. Grímhildr returned to fight with her forces and made their final stand against Asgard."

xxxxx

Riding Dreki-Andvari, Grímhildr engaged Frigg and Sigrdrífa.

Soaring through for an aerial battle, Sigrdrífa rode on her noble steed, a white horse with a matching pale tail and mane. The equine's eyes are blue. It was 6'3 feet tall and 8'1 feet long. It also had the wings and horn of an alicorn.

"Hófvarpnir! We must not let up and defeat this witch!" Sigrdrífa shouted, steering her alicorn around. Readying Zweihänder in hand, the Blade Valkyrie swung forward and slashed Dreki-Andvari's torso.

Throwing a white wave of light, Frigg forcefully collided with Grímhildr. The Unmoralisch invoked a green magic barrier to deflect Frigg's attack. Neither one was willing to give out to the other.

Contending against Thrima, Reginleif and Sváfa worked together to wear down the Lightning Völva. This was partly thanks to Reginleif's steed, a royal yellow unicorn with a pink mane & tail and green eyes. It stood 6'2 feet tall and was 8'0 feet in length. Its yellow horn flashed a bright light and blasted Thrima.

The unicorn's attack forced the Lightning Völva to transform. Her body quivered violently and exploded into a swarm of flying electrical arthropod-like creatures. Individually, they had round heads and bodies along with antennae like trilobites with hornet wings and stingers. This was Thrima's Unmoralisch Heljar Kyn form.

"This couldst be trouble!" Sváfa exclaimed.

"Glær, let us purge these foul abominations!" Reginleif declared as she and her unicorn glided around wiping out half of the flying arthropods.

Sváfa conjured rings from her light aura and tossed them at the creatures. Several tried to bite and sting her, but Reginleif used her shield to push the insects away. Swinging her knightly sword, the Shield Valkyrie skewered the remaining electrical arthropods.

"That is the end of that witch. Well done, Reginleif!" The Light Valkyrie praised her.

Just then, a behemoth collided with her and Glær. Startled by this, Sváfa turned and faced a large gray and brown-furred hyena-like beast. A mane of black raven feathers lined across its back. The beast towered over Reginleif's unicorn, standing 8'3 feet tall and with a body length of 9'5 feet long. Snarling, the hyena beast's golden eyes scanned Reginleif and Glær.

"Well done, shield maiden. Now thou and Sváfa contend with me and my steed, Adora the Unmoral Hyäne!" Saul announced, now in his Über-Kobold Captain form. He dismounted his companion and marched toward Reginleif, but Sváfa interceded his path. "Thou wish to die first, Light Valkyrie?!"

"No, I shalt contend with him, Sváfa!" Reginleif stood brandishing her sword and shield. "Go aid Sigrdrífa and Frigg!"

"But, art thou sure…?"

"I shalt be fine," Reginleif stormed at Saul and dodged a devastating blow.

While the Shield Valkyrie kept Saul occupied, Sváfa flew up to aid Sigrdrífa and Frigg.

As Reginleif and Saul's duel continued, it was a contest between power vs. technique and speed. Being the smaller of the two combatants, Reginleif used her nimble speed to her advantage, outpacing Saul's slower blows. Unlike his colleagues, Saul was never one to mince words and taunt his opponents. He hoped to finish the Shield Valkyrie in one blow.

At one point Saul crushed and lifted the terrain with a fist. Reginleif quickly ran up and mounted Saul's left shoulder. Looking to stab his neck with her sword, Adora headbutted Saul from behind and knocked Reginleif off. Saving her rider, Adora mounted Reginleif and lowered her maw to crush the Shield Valkyrie in her bone crushing jaws. The hyena let out a laughter that left Reginleif paralyzed and driving her mind to the brink of madness.

"Ehehe, any last words Valkyrie?!" Adora cackled, closing her jaws over the Shield Valkyrie.

A beam of golden light pierced through Adora's hide. Having blown a hole into Adora, Glær killed the hyena beast and saved the shield maiden.

"Thank thee, Glær!" Reginleif called out.

"Adora! Thou steed shalt pay for this, Valkyrie!" Saul roared as he rushed toward Reginleif with a head full of steam. Building up momentum, he looked to crush Reginleif.

"Remember thy training, Reginleif!" The Shield Valkyrie said as she swiftly dodged Saul's advance and threw her shield, sending it hurtling at the back of Saul's right leg and slicing it off.

Having removed Saul's right leg, the behemoth collapsed as his torn leg started bleeding out. Reginleif mounted Saul's back. Saul tried grabbing at and pulling her off. Reginleif swiftly drove her knightly sword through Saul's neck, instantly slaying the Über-Kobold Captain. Saul's body collapsed face first as blood spilled from his neck and tainted the earth.

Sinking to her knees, Reginleif leaned against her knightly sword with heavy pants. "Ingenuity conquers strength." As she nearly collapsed, Glær caught the Shield Valkyrie.

As she climbed on her unicorn, Reginleif briefly witnessed Vör and Skaði assist Skalmöld destroy Svipul's icy defenses. Using her threads, the Trapmaker Valkyrie cut through Svipul's ice barriers. Skaði performed a dance and summoned a gust of wind that halted Svipul's Lagarfljót Worm. Jumping the giant glacial worm from behind, Vör mounted Svipul's guardian creature and unloaded devastating punches with armored, spiked knuckles. Each blow from the spiked knuckles crushed the sides of the worm's head. After a final blow, the Beast-tamer Valkyrie killed the worm.

Driven mad by her guardian worm's death, Svipul screamed with fury. A snow white aura surrounded her as she underwent a metamorphosis. Her body extended into a slim 30-foot long worm-like body. She became a white caecilian with metallic-looking magical scraps constantly rotating around her neck. The cecilian let out ferocious screech as it launched toward the three Valkyries. Vör tried pushing it back using her brute strength, but Svipul went on the offense and knocked her back. Skaði tried to freeze Svipul, but the giant caecilian's metal scraps nullified the Frost Valkyrie's attacks. When Skalmöld tried to use her threads, the caecilian swung its tail and knocked Skalmöld back.

Just then, a silver chariot pushed by two horse swooped down to catch Skalmöld. Skalmöld was relieved upon seeing her steeds. Formerly the horses of Dagr and Nótt, they were passed over to Skalmöld.

"Thank thee, my friends," Skalmöld gently caressed her steeds's faces.

The horse on the left was Dagr's horse, Skinfaxi, a white horse with a golden mane and tail. On the right was Nótt's horse, Hrímfaxi, a black horse with a silver mane and tail. Both have the same violet eyes. Their sizes are roughly the same: 6'2 feet tall in height and 8'2 feet in body length.

"Now, let us finish this creature!" Skalmöld declared, directing the horses toward Svipul.

As Svipul's mouth expelled cold air, Skalmöld swerved her horses and chariot away from the frozen breath. She jumped off the chariot and tossed a thread string at the base of Svipul's baseline. Seizing the string she held, Skalmöld tugged and pulled. Svipul tried to rear back and pull the Thread Valkyrie forward. Then, Skalmöld's eyes faced the ground. She pulled on her thread, activating a trap she had planted earlier. She pulled over a pile of dirt, revealing spikes that shot forth and pierced the caecilian's body. Svipul screeched in pain, leading to Skalmöld to use threads to bisect Svipul, and then slicing the creature into pieces.

Having slain Svipul, Skalmöld landed with grace. She looked up, witnessing Herfjötur and Hel engage Ráðgríðr in aerial battle.

Evading Ráðgríðr's flamed magic, Herfjötur rode her own chariot with two horses. Formerly Sól's steeds, Árvakr and Alsviðr were handed down to Herfjötur. Both horses had reddish orange burning bodies, making them literal horses covered in flames. Their tails and manes are reddish orange. Their eyes are yellowish orange. They are roughly the same sizes as Skinfaxi and Hrímfaxi.

"We hast her where we want her, Herfjötur!" Hel called out as she and the Blacksmith Valkyrie blasted the Infernal Völva. Árvakr and Alsviðr assisted as they released flames and blasted Ráðgríðr.

Their combined fire attacks overpowered Ráðgríðr's flamed barrier. Ráðgríðr screamed with anger as the flames burned away her skin, unveiling her Unmoralisch Heljar Kyn form. Ráðgríðr emerged resembling a large cone snail with jellyfish tendrils poking out of her shell. The creature shot its venomous tendrils at the Valkyries. Both managed to dodge, but the creature spat a fiery venom that hit Hel.

"Lady Hel!" Herfjötur called out and drove her chariot to catch her.

"No! Forget me and slay the monster!" The Underworld Valkyrie beckoned her.

Turning back to the cone snail, Herfjötur readied her claymore and drove her chariot toward Ráðgríðr. The creature spat fiery venom at Herfjötur and her horses. Herfjötur turned her chariot around, avoiding the venom. She then jumped off and cracked the creature's shell with her claymore. Upon fracturing Ráðgríðr's defenses, Herfjötur saw an opening and produced her paper seals. Muttering a ritualistic incantation, the runes on the paper seals glowed with life. She threw the seals on the creature's soft body as they exploded and ignited the creature into flames. Scorched in flames, Ráðgríðr screeched and fell to her fiery demise.

After slaying the creature, Herfjötur tended to Hel and used a paper seal to nullify the venom inside the Underworld Valkyrie. The Blacksmith Valkyrie watched her colleague, Róta, aiding Jörð and Freyja against Sanngriðr.

Having destroyed two of her giant Venus flytrap behemoths, the Valkyries set their sights on Sanngriðr. Coming forward, Róta rode on her steed.

"Art thou ready to finish this, Svaðilfari?" Róta asked her black and white striped horse, the appearance akin to a zebra. Svaðilfari had a black mane and tail. Her eyes are hazel. The steed stood 6'4 feet tall and was 8'2 feet in body length. Svaðilfari neighed in response to the Sleet Valkyrie.

Sanngriðr quickly shot tentacled vines from her hands, ensnaring Jörð and Freyja. The Earthshaker Valkyrie tried earthbending, but Sanngriðr tightened her hold and moved Jörð from the nearest earth. Freyja failed to break loose. In fact, both Valkyries felt their energies being drained by Sanngriðr. Róta and Svaðilfari swiftly moved in to save them, but Sanngriðr formed a petaled barrier that absorbed Róta's mist. Having absorbed her enemies's raw energies, Sanngriðr's transformation was initiated. She unveiled her Unmoralisch Heljar Kyn form. She turned into a Jinmenju humanoid creature. Her arms and legs grotesquely morphed with brown skin with rosette-forming carnivorous sundew plant. Her hair extended and turned into Venus flytrap hair strands.

Sanngriðr charged at Róta and Svaðilfari. Before Róta can attack, the Deadroot Völva's Venus flytrap hair launched forward and grabbed the Sleet Valkyrie. As she started draining the Valkyrie's energy, Svaðilfari charged and heabutted Sanngriðr from behind.

"Fukka beast!" Sanngriðr snarled as she shot flytrap her to grab Svaðilfari.

"No!" Róta shouted as she instinctively summoned sleet that covered Sanngriðr.

Once neutralizing the Deadroot Völva, Róta broke loose from her bindings and threw a seax through Sanngriðr's chest. Then, Róta rained acidic mist that melted Sanngriðr. Róta produced another seax to cut off Svaðilfari's bindings.

"Thou art ok now, my friend. Thank thee." Róta patted Sanngriðr's face.

"Sister, please remove these bindings off me this instant!" Freyja pleaded, still tied up by the Deadroot Völva's vines.

"Sorry, dear sister." Róta headed over to cut the vines holding her sister and Jörð. She turned to the sky where a bigger battle ensued.

Frigg, Sváfa, and Sigrdrífa fought with Grímhildr, Dreki-Andvari, and Hlaðguðr & Hervör. Insisting to defeat Grímhildr on her own, Frigg pushed herself to defeat the witch and the dragon. Sváfa and Sigrdrífa were tasked to slay the Yin-Yang Völva.

Needless to say, the conjoined twins proved more than a match for the Light and Blade Valkyries. Every time Sigrdrífa would summon blades, the Yin-Yang Völva easily countered with her light and dark magic spells. As Sváfa attempted a light beam, Hlaðguðr & Hervör nullified with a light spell and then cast a dark spell, forming a dark ring around Sváfa's waist. The Yin-Yang Völva completed her dark spell as the ring infused a mind control spell, filling Sváfa's mind with negative thoughts.

"Hehe, let us see thou fight thy friend to the death!" Cackled Hlaðguðr.

"All the Light Valkyrie sees now is an enemy to kill!" Hervör taunted Sigrdrífa.

Sváfa's eyes turned dark red and turned to attack Sigrdrífa. The Blade Valkyrie quickly evaded the mind controlled Valkyrie's punches.

"Sváfa! Stop! It is me, Sigrdrífa! Thy closest friend!"

"She cannot hear thee!" The Yin-Yang Völva laughed.

Witnessing her colleague being turned against the Blade Valkyrie, Frigg was mortified.

"Dost thou see how easily we can take control of thy maidens, Frigg?" Grímhildr smirked. "This is what thou get for daring to declare war on my kingdom!"

"I didst not decide to attack your realm, Grímhildr! My husband…"

Grímhildr scowed. "Yes, the Allfather decided to destroy my realm! Well, thou hast a chance to go against the Allfather's word. Even thou must know the tyrant he hath become! He intends to kill the inhabitants of my realm, too!"

"But, thou servants hast already killed many of our own, Grímhildr. As much as I think Odin hast become power mad, he is still my husband."

"I suppose thou cannot severe ties with thy husband. I understand…" The witch sighed and muttered. "...I understand what it is like to care for thy husband and protect thy children."

"What?"

Grímhildr scoffed and fired a blast from her staff, which the White Valkyrie stopped. Grímhildr and Frigg were locked in a power struggle until Grímhildr's magic was too great for Frigg to overcome. She quickly blasted Frigg down.

"Lady Frigg!" Sigrdrífa cried out. When Sváfa attacked her, the Blade Valkyrie hit her with Zweihänder. "I know one way to neutralize this spell!" She quickly turned to the Yin-Yang Völva and guided Hófvarpnir toward her.

"We will not let thee!" Hervör shouted.

"Come, sister. Let us finish this meddlesome Valkyrie bikkje once and for all!" Hlaðguðr roared.

The Yin-Yang Völva invoked their last resort magic spell. Initiating their transformation spell, the conjoined twins revealed their Unmoralisch Heljar Kyn form: a 30-feet tall, 50-foot long two-headed purple spider with red and blue markings on its abdomen. Its mouth has sharp teeth along with its venomous fangs. Its long slender eight legs sprouted from its body. The faces of the sisters appeared on the spider's two heads and laughed in synch.

"Now let us kill them, Hervör!"

"Thou couldst not hast said it any better, Hlaðguðr!"

The two-headed spider launched itself toward Sigrdrífa and Hófvarpnir. It spun and shot webbing from its abdomen, attempting to catch the Blade Valkyrie and her steed. They narrowly moved away. Sigrdrífa hopped off her horse's back and mounted the giant two-headed spider. She shoved her sword through the creature's back. The two-headed spider screeched and tried shaking the Valkyrie off its back.

"Hey, get off!" The twins angrily shouted.

When Sváfa tried to stop Sigrdrífa, Frigg came from behind and restrained her.

"Stop! Sigrdrífa is on our side! She is thy friend!" Frigg reasoned with her.

As an open opportunity presented itself, Grímhildr eyed Frigg and Sváfa.

"There is no perfect opportunity to take out two Valkyries than now, Lady Grímhildr," Dreki-Andvari suggested.

Clenching her staff, Grímhildr lowered it and prepared to blast them, but then a thunderous bolt blasted Dreki-Andvari from behind. The force nearly tore through the dragon and knocked him around. Taken by surprise, Grímhildr turned up and her face conveyed contempt.

"It is thee! Allfather!" Grímhildr hissed loudly as she glared down Odin, who came with Sleipnir.

"Today it ends for thee, witch!" Odin snarled, his own fury knew no bounds.

Quickly distracted by Odin's presence, the conjoined twins dropped their defenses. This allowed Sigrdrífa to pierce her sword through the spider's two heads. The twins' faces contorted in pain as their lives were quickly snuffed out. Then, Sigrdrífa summoned a hundred portals. From these portals, hundreds of blades rained down on the spider. Sigrdrífa flew up and rode on her steed. The blades pierced throughout the spider's body and skewered it into pieces.

With the Yin-Yang Völva spider slain, the mind control spell over Sváfa wore off.

"Wh-What hast happened?" Sváfa asked, feeling light headed.

"Those twins mind controlled thee with dark magic, but Sigrdrífa has thankfully slain them," Frigg said. "Come. Lord Odin hath arrived!"

"Lord Odin…!" Before Sváfa can finish, a beam of light and darkness blasted through her.

"Sváfa!" Frigg cried out.

Upon seeing her friend being shot, Sigrdrífa gasped in horror. Her steed pointed her to the culprit: the floating heads of the conjoined twins. Blinded with fury, the Blade Valkyrie flew at the Yin-Yang Völva heads and unleashed a wave of light that wiped them out for good.

"Sváfa, please! Stay with us! Sváfa!" Frigg pleaded.

Sigrdrífa quickly headed over to Frigg and Sváfa. They both held Sváfa's hands.

"Well done, Hlaðguðr & Hervör. Now we cannot have a dying warrior involved in this," Grímhildr pointed her staff to take out the three Valkyries, but in a final desperate act, Sváfa threw herself in front of Frigg and Sigrdrífa. She took the most of Grímhildr's blast and was vaporized before everyone's eyes.

Having witnessed her friend killed, Sigrdrífa let out a pained and hysterical cry. Frigg fell in shock over her friend and teammate's death.

Following Sváfa's sacrifice, the final phase of the war took stage. Odin, Frigg, Sigrdrífa, the First Generation Valkyries, and the Valkyrie Fimm fought the Unmoralisch in a life and death battle. When the battle moved closer to Grímhildr's realm, the Allfather used this opportunity to destroy Unmoralheim and all of its inhabitants. Innocent lives were sacrificed all in the Allfather's campaign to expand Asgard. Men, women, children, and the elderly were wiped out. Also among the casualties were Högni and his harem, who along with their armies were Unmoralheim's last line of defense.

Witnessing her kingdom wiped out before her eyes, the Unmoralisch broke down. Her mind had become erratic. All she could think about was spilling Asgardian blood. In a last desperate act, Grímhildr raised her staff as lime green energies came out to envelop her and Dreki-Andvari. The immense power from their combined energies pushed Odin and the Valkyries away.

When the two finally combined, Grímhildr appeared with combined features of herself and Dreki-Andvari. She grew taller, reaching a staggering 9'10 feet tall in height. Her hair became milk white, unkempt and loose, shaping into a mane worn on a lion. The hair was so long reached back lengths. When she opened her eyes, they were amber. Her entire body armor was based on Dreki-Andvari's dragon hide. 10-foot long obsidian blood eagle armored wings popped out from her back. Her back spine seemingly meshed with her armor. A horned helmet materialized, covering her amber eyes.

"For destroying Unmoralheim and my people, I shalt spill every last drop of Asgardian blood. For I, the Unmoralisch Demiurg, will make thy deaths agonizingly painful!" Grímhildr threatened in a deepened tone from her normal voice. She let out a dragon's roar and dove down, quickly making short work of the First Generation Valkyries and Valkyrie Fimm.

Turning her sights on Odin, Frigg, and Sigrdrífa, the Unmoralisch Demiurg opened her wings and summoned dark red orbs. She launched these orbs in succession. Odin fired a magical bolt from Gungnir, but a few orbs managed to impact and explode all over the Allfather. Frigg and Sigrdrífa fought Grímhildr. Their team efforts weren't enough to match Grímhildr, whose power rivaled Odin's. She conjured a red spear and struck Frigg with it. Sigrdrífa summoned hundreds of blades as they rained down on the Unmoralisch Demiurg. Grímhildr countered and forged hundreds of red blood orbs to nullify Sigrdrífa's blades.

"Thy power cannot hope to match mine, Valkyrie," Grímhildr remarked and punched Sigrdrífa's abdomen, knocking the wind out of the Blade Valkyrie. She watched Sigrdrífa fall to her knees. "Tell me, is it worth avenging thy friend by massacring my entire kingdom? Well? ISN'T IT?!" She quickly grabbed Sigrdrífa's neck and effortlessly lifted her. "I hast lost everything because thou Asgardian trash!"

"I-I didst not destroy thy kingdom…!" The Blade Valkyrie choked out.

"Yes, thou art correct. It is thy petty king," Grímhildr looked past her shoulder and saw Odin rising with Gungnir glowing with immense power. "Since thy took my kingdom, I shalt take a life that belongs to thee!" She turned around and discarded Sigrdrífa. She flew at Odin with her long nails extending into blood red talons. She intended to gut Odin with them, but Frigg threw herself in her husband's way and took Grímhildr's claws through the chest.

Sigrdrífa witnessed yet another tragedy. First, Sváfa and now Frigg. When Frigg fell, the White Valkyrie's blood spilled on the floor. Odin held his dying wife.

"Frigg!" Odin called out to her. His voice nearly cracked as he screamed her name.

Frigg touched Odin's face. "...thou must live to continue Asgard's reign."

"But, not without my queen!"

"No, thou hast shown capable without me. May Asgard continue to reign with a bright future. And make sure Sigrdrífa helps bring goodwill to our kingdom."

"Lady Frigg!" Sigrdrífa cried out to her.

With her dying breath, Frigg passed away in her husband's arms. The Allfather cried over his now deceased wife.

"Now dost thou see, Allfather? Thou taketh my kingdom and its people away, I taketh thy beloved," Grímhildr frowned. "But, not to worry, thou shalt join Frigg."

Suddenly, a barrage of blades struck Grímhildr's back. The Unmoralisch Demiurg whirled around and was struck with Gungnir through her gut. Sigrdrífa had picked up Odin's spear and stabbed Grímhildr with it.

"No, thou shalt be the one to go!" The Blade Valkyrie rebuked, invoking Gungnir's power as magical bolts electrocuted and blasted Grímhildr.

Grasping the spear, Grímhildr pushed it out and stumbled forward.

"THOU BIKKJE!" Grímhildr roared a dragon's bellow and grabbed Sigrdrífa, who rolled out of her reach.

Recalling Gungnir to his hand, Odin had a look of murderous intent. He raised his spear and summoned a massive bolt and blasted Grímhildr with it. The Unmoralisch Demiurg screamed in pain. He repeated this six more times. Each time the bolts broke her armor and tore off her left arm. Following the last magical bolt, Odin stepped away to recover.

However, a bloodied and grievously injured Grímhildr furiously lunged at the Allfather. Her red claws aimed for his throat, but one blow through her chest by Sigrdrífa's sword dealt the final blow. Grímhildr stumbled forward and looked Odin dead in his eyes.

"...so, it is over. Allfather, I hope thou art happy. Thou slaughtered my people like animals and destroyed my kingdom. All in thy petty campaign to expand thy territory… more blood to be shed all in the name of Asgard." She turned to Sigrdrífa. "Well done, Valkyrie. Now, thy can live knowing thou art the one who killed me." She raised her head as her body started crumbling. An essence of Andvari left her. "Andvari, be free… thou hast served me well." She cast one last scornful gaze at Odin. "All thy crimes thou committed will come back to haunt thee. History shalt remember this." Green flames burst from her body. The flames burned her body down to its bones. The bones turned to ash and scattered away by the winds.

The war had ended. The Unmoralisch and her kingdom was no more.

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"Grímhildr met her end. And with her death, her former kingdom was rebuilt as another part of Asgard's growing empire. Sigrdrífa was hailed as the hero that slew the witch and because of that she was given a high position as Odin's advisor. As for Frigg and Sváfa, they among others were honored. Later on, these two would be reincarnated into Eir and Sigrún.

My father felt shock in his heart. It's like he knew Grímhildr was gone and wouldn't return. Father ended up taking care of me and my brother. He had no idea he was caring for the spawn of a powerful sorceress. As me and my brother reached childhood, we learned to invoke magic like our mother. A curious child, I used my magic to do a few mischievous things, but nothing too serious. I would create things to scare Gunnar with, which was hilarious in hindsight.

Like I said before, I never knew my mother well. But, that would soon change as my brother and I got older. Our father died in a battle with Attila the Hun. When news reached our kingdom, Gunnar was made king in father's place. Now, you'd expect I'd mourn for my father? Well, not really. He was just another man in my life. Even his jovial nature irked me as a child. Now, Gunnar ruled the seat.

One day, I went for a walk into the forest near the castle. Gunnar warned me never to stray too far due to my curious nature of exploring everything I see. That is where I made contact with the dark matter that gave me this wealth of knowledge and power I now wield."

Gudrun, now at a teen's age, stepped into a shapeless void. The void consisted of a shapeless black matter with white specks flickering like lights.

"Gudrun, where art thee?!" Gunnar yelled out as he searched for her far off.

Gudrun curiously prodded the black matter. "What art thou?" She paused and listened to the voices coming from the black matter. "Huh? Thou want me to touch thee? Thou hast knowledge I can possess?"

Without hesitation, she reached and made contact with black matter. Her fingers raked through the black matter. Then, when she least expected it, the black matter entered her body. Her head violently jerked back. She grabbed her head as it pulsated. She saw images of the past involving Grímhildr and the future fill her mind. One future image showed the imminent destruction of Asgard.

Gudrun dropped to her knees and panted heavily. Her eyes widened in horror. "Wh-What was that? Those images…! Art they real?" She looked up at the black matter. "Is this is a trick? That woman was my mother, was it?"

No response.

"Who art thee? What art you?!" Gudrun then paused and realized she said a word completely alien to her. "You? What manner of speech is this?" She stared at the black matter. "What did you do to me?" She heard the voices again. "Wait, this isn't a trick?" She covered her mouth. "You're telling me this is the language from the future? So, I have some knowledge of the future?"

The black matter resonated with its essence now growing inside Gudrun. The woman stood as she felt her full powers resurfacing.

"You want me to destroy my brother's kingdom? How?"

The black matter whispered to her.

"Oh, is that so? I can do all that? Use your power to spread a plague to kill the people and resurrect them as creatures? And invoke an illusion spell?" Gudrun asked. An insidious smile adorned her features. "That sounds so fucked up, I love it. I'll finally be rid of my foolish brother."

The black matter communicated with her.

"Right, the visions showed me that two individuals named Sigurd and Brynhildr. They will visit the kingdom. Yes, I will for sure make them feel right at home." Gudrun smirked. "And then after we dispose of them, we can begin the downfall of Asgard where my mother failed."

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Kriemhild placed a hand on her throat. "And that is how I'm able to speak this way. This is the language from the future."

"And this black matter gave thee knowledge of everything that would happen to this point?"

"Well, there have been some alterations. I recruited far more people for our cause than what the visions showed me. The visions never showed me who'd actually survive Ragnarök. That part left me completely blind."

Loki frowned. "So, there is no guarantee thou shalt survive?"

"No."

"What about me?"

"It didn't show me your fate either."

"Interesting."

Standing up, Kriemhild invoked her ring's power. With it, she opened a portal and walking out from it was Völva. Loki bolted up from his seat and glared at Völva.

"Is that…?!"

"Yes, it's Völva. Your daughter was very gracious to let me borrow her for the war."

Völva scanned her surroundings and turned to face Kriemhild. "So, thou art my successor?"

"Indeed, I am yours and Grímhildr's successor. I am Grímhildr's daughter." She introduced herself and took out the grimoire, which Völva quickly recognized.

"That is my grimoire!"

"Yes, and I still intend to make good use of it. Völva, your magic will come in good use when we attack Asgard and bring the Allfather's kingdom to its knees."

"As if I wouldst follow thee…" She found herself paralyzed by a rings of lime energy. "What is this?! Release me!" She demanded.

"Sorry, but I will require your cooperation, Völva. I need all hands on deck when the time comes."

Loki approached Kriemhild. "If she tries anything, I shalt deal with her."

"No need, trickster. She's under my submission now. The time is approaching for us to gather our forces."

"Then, it is time?" He queried.

Kriemhild evilly grinned. "Ragnarök will soon be upon us."

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Dimension: PV-18/Yggdrasil/Urðarbrunnr

The guests gathered their thoughts on the events highlighting Grímhildr's rise & fall, Gudrun & Gunnar's birth, the storied history of Grímhildr's feud with Asgard, the First & Second Generation Valkyries, and Gudrun's contact with the dark force.

"Well, what dost thou all think? Thou hast seen Grímhildr's entire history and the birth of the one who'd become Kriemhild." Sága asked the Phantom Thieves and the Revenants.

"I can't believe such a feared entity was once just a lowly bandit," Yusuke elaborated on Grímhildr's origins.

"It does tell us not all gods were born with divinity," Jack said. "Some had to acquire artifacts or steal energy from living things to achieve their godhood."

"It's not often you see a villain's origin story," remarked Yakumo.

"It's not like villain origin stories are rare, but this one was an eye opener," Louis said.

"She sure proved her hype by giving Odin a run for her money. I mean, shit. She almost got him if that Valkyrie didn't kill her first." Ryuji added.

"What really stood out to me was Grímhildr falling in love with someone and bearing children. Even if one of those children turned out to be a monster," Haru said.

"Ugh, but did we really need to see her in labor?" Ann shuddered, not wanting to be reminded of her own labor tonight.

"Not only that, but it seems Kriemhild's lineage goes back way before Grímhildr. There's those incarnations of Völva," Skyler reminded them of Grímhildr's predecessor.

"Right. Even if they aren't related by blood, Grímhildr inherited Völva's grimoire, which started this whole mess to begin with," Ren stated.

"Indeed, hadst Odin destroyed the grimoire this wouldst hast solved many of our problems." Skuld plainly said.

"But, that foolish old man didst not go through with the deed," Harald said with a heavy sigh.

"And as a result, Grímhildr acquired the dark power that enabled her ascension into the Unmoralisch," Urðr added.

"And Gudrun wouldn't have ever been born. No Gudrun would mean no Kriemhild." Makoto said.

"And we can confirm for a fact that was the Yami Matter that Gudrun made contact with, enabling her to curse her brother's kingdom," Hifumi pointed out to the anomalous entity that Gudrun interacted with and altered her language. "It even granted her future knowledge. Moreover, she learned to speak a future language, which we know is modern English."

Fang turned to the Thieves and the Revenants. "She was speaking thy manner of speech!"

"Yes, indeed she acquired a wealth of knowledge about the future and knew when Ragnarök would occur. It's why she was in a hurry to finish off her brother's kingdom, take the ring from Brynhildr, kill her & Sigurd, free Loki, and recruit all those entities. She had to ensure everything fell into place according to whatever future visions the Yami Matter revealed to her," Io speculated.

"Are you able to tell us how Ragnarök went down?" Ren asked the Persona Vein.

"I won't need to since we're all going to see it."

"Just something that crossed my mind, those Valkyries we saw are the First and Second Generation ones?" Hifumi queried to the Asgardian and Homo Yggr folk.

Sága answered. "Yes, and they were quite the heroic figures thee wouldst hast expected. This was most certainly true in regards to the Valkyrie Fimm led by Sigrdrífa." The sage then smiled affectionately upon saying her name. "I hast nothing but the love and respect for Lady Sigrdrífa. She was nothing but good to me and my people."

Skuld smiled. "Sigrdrífa helped us where many Asgardians failed."

Haru added. "Those previous Valkyries gave me much better impressions than Brynhildr's group."

Futaba scoffed. "Well, yeah! They have much better team dynamics than Brynhildr's!"

Morgana concurred. "They also weren't poisoned by egos and psychopaths."

Mia frowned. "I almost find it hard to believe Sigrdrífa is Brynhildr's mother."

Harald nodded. "Hard to believe, yes, but the Blood Valkyrie most certainly didst not inherit after her mother. Appearances yes but not her mother's heart and soul. Other Valkyries gave birth to successors. Mist the Shroud Valkyrie's mother was Róta."

Eric asserted. "And a few of those Valkyries end up reincarnating into members of the Third Generation. For example, Sváfa wouldst reincarnate into Sigrún. Frigg wouldst be reborn as Eir."

Haakon added as well. "Thou didst not see him but Sváfa's husband fought in the war against the Unmoralisch's forces. His name was Helgi Hjörvarðsson. He wouldst die in battle and reincarnate into Helgi Hundingsbane."

Ryuji shook his head. "Man, so many reincarnations and that freaking orgy we just saw. These are some wild fucking times!"

Futaba chuckled. "You think that's crazy? Remember we already saw Víðarr fuck his mom's own reincarnated self."

Skyler shrugged. "I don't think I need to remind y'all how messed mythology can be."

Louis nodded with a smirk. "Don't try to dwell on it too much on it, my friends."

Hifumi turned toward Io. "I think we're ready to move on with the next part with Ragnarök."

Io then faced the sage. "Yes, it's time."

Hearing this, Sága waved her staff and produced the next series of events. "And here begins the start of the impending apocalypse - Ragnarök."

xxxxx

Dimension: Wulf-Edda/Asgard/Valaskjálf

Odin summoned Thor, Víðarr, Eir, and other loyal subjects into his chamber. With everyone gathered, the Allfather rose from his throne.

"The enemy forces led by Loki and Kriemhild approach Asgard as we speaketh," the Asgardian king addressed his subjects. "And they hast awakened and freed Brynhildr to invade us."

Upon hearing this, Eir spoke out. "Lord Odin, art we certain it is Brynhildr?"

"My vision dost not deceive me. Brynhildr is with Loki and Kriemhild with forces amassed from the Nine Realms to stage an attack on Asgard. As Asgardian king, it is my sworn duty to see to it that we protect and secure Asgard's sovereignty." The Allfather pivoted over to Víðarr and Eir. "However, as we hast already discussed, this will be the most unforgiving war Asgard will hast seen yet. The casualty numbers will be astronomical, but there will be survivors to rebuild Asgard from the ground up. My son, Víðarr, and Eir will rule Asgard as king and queen in my place."

Thor faced the loyal subjects. "And I shalt not be king, because father hath informed me of my fate." His silenced the murmurs among the crowd. "Yes, sadly I may not survive." He pointed to Víðarr. "But, my brother will make fitting king. Better than father and I couldst possibly be."

"Thank thee, brother and father," Víðarr bowed.

"Víðarr, to ensure that thou can survive this apocalypse, I halt grant me some of my power."

"I gladly accept, father."

Nodding, Odin raised his spear and fired a magical bolt. As the bolt struck Víðarr, the warrior rose and absorbed the potent power of the Allfather. Víðarr roared and threw his head back with heavy breaths.

"I will not fail thee, father. The Allfather's power hast given me immense strength!"

"We will not let thee down," Eir bowed. "But, this also goes back to Brynhildr. Allfather, I…"

"I know she was the leader of thy group, but thou shouldst hast known of her instability."

Eir sighed. "I regret to inform thee that much is true. I wish I couldst hast helped her before it was too late."

Odin nodded. "There was nothing thou couldst hast done for that beast. She disobeyed my order and attacked me. Eir, I hope thy loyalty remains with Asgard."

Eir bowed. "Yes, Allfather. As Brynhildr's former friend and teammate, I will end her shouldst she attack me." She said regrettably.

"And the same goes for anyone here! If thou see Brynhildr and engage her, dost not hesitate to end her!" Odin bellowed, swiftly slamming Gungnir down with authority.

Just then, every Asgardian heard the crowing from one of the three roosters, Gullinkambi, was heard from afar. It was loud and alarming that it signaled the coming of Ragnarök. Then, the skies started to darken.

Allfather raised his head toward the mosaic glass and gripped his spear. His wolves, Geri and Freki, rose and growled. His crows, Huginn and Muninn, cawed and flapped their wings.

"It is time," the Allfather said through gritted teeth.

xxxxx

Asgard/Vígríðr

Asgardian forces amassed on the foot of a giant hill. Among those present are Thor with his steed Gullfaxi.

Heimdallr was already in the area before anyone else. He sat motionless on his horse, Gulltoppr. He had his horn, Gjallarhorn, in his hand and ready to use to signal the Asgardian forces.

"Look over there, Heimdallr!" Thor pointed to a large ship making its way toward the shores.

"Yes, it is about to land."

"That would be Naglfar," Hel answered them, emerging through a portal. She came with her three-legged horse Helhest, a demonic variation with ash gray skin, a dark gray mane and tail, and blood red eyes. This demon horse stood 6'1 feet tall and has a body length of 7'11 feet long.

"Hel?! Thou brought them here?!" Thor exclaimed.

"No, but I am part of the invading army here to witness Asgard's fall."

Heimdallr snarled. "Thou join the enemy?!"

Hel ignored their accusations. "See the ferrying hordes on board?"

Thor and Heimdallr sighted the hordes of living and undead warriors. Among such monstrosities are undead warriors called Draugar, which consisted of various races, including former Asgardians, Frost Jötnar, and many others. Also among them are Muspelheim's forces such as the Fire Dämonen, otherworldly creatures resembling walking fire people with lizard-like and demonic visages. Most wore battle armor and wielded fiery blades. Other Fire Dämonen were giant fiery horned beings, pink-scaled demonic lizards wielding fiery green swords, and several tall 25-foot high bipedal dragon-like beasts with molten rock bodies. There are also Fire Jötnar.

The ghoulish and demonic bellows from Naglfar brought some apprehension toward the Asgardian forces. However, many retained their resolve in the face of the forthcoming invading demonic and undead armies.

"Thou might want to look up," Hel pointed to the sky darkening before making her leave.

"What dost this mean?" Thor wondered

Heimdallr took a deep breath.

"What is it, Heimdallr?" The thunder god asked him deeply concerned.

"I sense the sun and moon hast fallen."

xxxxx

Bearing the appearance of the sun and moon, Sól and Máni were attacked and devoured by Sköll and Hati. While the wolves savagely devoured Sól and Máni, Dreki-Andvari soared high over the darkening sky. Like Grímhildr before her, Kriemhild stood atop of her mother's dragon steed.

"It's time to bring an eternal night to this world," Kriemhild opened her hand, releasing black smoke that forcefully poured out and covered the sky.

Once the smoke spread and started blotting the sky, dark gray clouds formed. These clouds formed, invoking the terrifying visages of Kriemhild. The horror-inducing visages spread as an endless number of Kriemhild faces. They have ghostly white eyes and reddish mouths. Loud demonic laughter filled the atmosphere with absolute dread. Asgardians were suddenly driven mad with insanity by the laughter. There was one Kriemhild face that hovered higher above the rest and turned into a solar eclipse, beaming rays of white and crimson light.

Taken in by the horrific-looking atmosphere, Kriemhild smiled. "The Eternal Night has been cast. Now, let Ragnarök truly begin." She saw Naglfar unload its passengers as the invading armies stormed the cost. "Yes, and it's time for one of our valuable assets to take center stage. Brynhildr, it's time to exact your revenge!"

xxxxx

Asgard

Marching steadfast toward the Asgardian stronghold, the Lokar forces were met by Odin and his standing army. Odin and his forces crossed the Bifröst to meet the invading Lokar. Among the Lokar was Fenrir. Standing atop Fenrir's head with arms crossed was Brynhildr. The Blood Valkyrie wore a white mask.

Perturbed by her presence, Odin yelled out. "Thou dare set foot here again, Brynhildr? No, thou art a traitorous creature. Take thy mask off, coward! I know thou art Brynhildr!"

Removing the white mask, Brynhildr wore an evil grin. "Miss me, old fukka bikkje?"

"Thou hast not changed when I exiled thee, creature!" Odin barked. "And now thou hast conspired with Loki and Kriemhild to wage war on Asgard?!"

"Yes? What of it?" The Blood Valkyrie discarded the mask. "I dost not take orders from thee and thy subjects anymore! They art here to bring Ragnarök to thy kingdom!" She ran her thumb across her throat. "But, I am here just to kill thee, old bikkje!"

Clenching his teeth, Odin snarled with fury. "Then, thou will be put down for good, creature!"

One Asgardian shouted. "The Teufelin!"

"The Teufelin must perish!"

Hundreds of Asgardian soldiers roared in unison. "KILL THE TEUFELIN!"

Fenrir growled and looked up at Brynhildr. "Their incessant yells are getting bothersome. Just kill the Allfather like thou art supposed to."

"Silence, mongrel," Brynhildr rebuked. "Thou and me, fukka old man!"

"Then, so be it!" Odin roared. "Let this war commence!" With that, he flew with Sleipnir to attack Brynhildr.

When Odin and Brynhildr collided, the war started and the opposing sides clashed. As the warring sides fought, Odin and Brynhildr took their fight toward the former's castle. The Allfather unleashed magical bolts from Gungnir, but the Blood Valkyrie dodged his attacks. Sleipnir intervened on the Allfather's behalf and unleashed bluish flames from his mouth. Brynhildr evaded the eight-legged horse's Valhöll Frozen Inferno. She then conjured ten blades from portals and sent them at Sleipnir. Sleipnir quickly dodged.

"I hast always disliked thou hiding behind thy animals! Odin, fight me like a god, coward!" Brynhildr bellowed as Odin's wolves and ravens arrived to attack. "Augh, this is getting bothersome!" She evaded Muninn and Huginn first. Then, she flew past Geri and Freki. She saw Odin standing at the top of a hill. "Stop running from me, fukka coward!"

The Blood Valkyrie launched herself into Odin, but Sleipnir stopped her with blue flames. Moving back, Brynhildr evaded getting consumed alive by Sleipnir's cold flames.

Brynhildr landed on the ground and watched Odin's guardian animals surrounding him.

"This is getting us nowhere, fukka old man."

"Wait, Brynhildr!" Kriemhild called out as Odin and Brynhildr watched Dreki-Andvari descend with Kriemhild and Loki.

Upon seeing his brother, Odin gasped. "Loki!"

"Hello, brother. Thou art looking tired," Loki sardonically responded.

"Indeed, perhaps you're in need of a permanent retirement, Allfather?" Kriemhild addressed him.

"So, thou hast chosen to side with Kriemhild and the creature, Loki?" Odin asked. His look of fury was replaced with disenchantment. "I am angry thou killed Baldr. A part of me shouldst never to forgive what thou hast done, but…"

"But what?" The trickster growled. "Thou exiled and sealed me like Brynhildr!"

"I felt regret exiling thee, Loki. Thou art family, Brynhildr is not. That is the difference between thou and her!"

"Family?! Thou art a hypocrite to talk about family! What about mine?! My real family?!" Loki demanded from the Allfather. Seething toward Odin, he wanted to speak out more, but stopped. Kriemhild tapped his left shoulder.

"It's ok, Loki. Tell him how you really feel."

"I am sorry thou feel this way, Loki, but I do not blame thee." Odin expressed dejection. He gazed over Muninn and Huginn landing on his shoulders. "Loki, I must be upfront about thy true family. Thy not the only who hast manipulated others with lies. Thy art the son of Vé. As thou art aware, Vé and Vili art my brothers and we art among the first Æsir."

Faced with this startling truth, Loki was beside himself. "Then if Vé is my father, then I cannot be thy brother! I…!"

"Listen, Loki! Thou art still related by blood to me! I consider thy my blood brother! That is why I cannot bring thyself to abhor thy unlike the creature Brynhildr. I abhor what why hast done to my son Baldr! However…" The Allfather eyed his ravens. "Why dost thou tell thy father thyself?" He motioned to Muninn and Huginn.

"I-I dost not understand? Why lies art thou telling me now?!"

"After we slew Ymir and Vé helped give birth to thee, I caught thy father and Vili having an affair with Frigg. They tried to impress her behind my back."

"And thou couldst not stand it. Thou couldst not take anyone getting close to thy Frigg! Who if I recall died and hath reincarnated into Eir! Dost she know, too?"

"No, all memories of her life as my wife hast been long suppressed," the Allfather said. "In any case, I hadst to punish thy father and so I turned him into my ravens."

"Muninn and Huginn?" Loki glanced over to the ravens. "Thou art serious? Thy ravens art my father?!"

"That is not all. When I punished Vili, I turned him into the wolves thou see before thee."

"Geri and Freki art Vili? My uncle?" Loki gritted as he knelt before the wolves. He saw the ravens caw to him. "Father! Can thou hear me?!"

"He can hear thee. He still loves thee," Odin said.

Wearing a saddened look, he reached over for the ravens. Then, he paused and withdrew his hands. The look on his face became cross. He stared daggers into Odin.

"That still dost not change the fact I intend to see thy kingdom fall, Odin. Kriemhild and I will see to it! Consider this revenge for all the deceit and secrets thou used to make me submit to thee!" The trickster gritted angrily. "And I shalt free my father's suffering!" He brandished daggers in his hands.

Odin furrowed his brows and slammed his spear down. "Dost what thou must. Loki, thou shalt be a worthy opponent." He pivoted toward Kriemhild. "Thou art responsible for freeing Loki and Brynhildr, but I dost not abhor thee. Thou hast shown me valor to declare war on Asgard."

Kriemhild chortled. "I don't know whether to take that as a compliment or not, but thank you. But, your kingdom will fall."

"Nonetheless, I dost not harbor the same hatred as I do with the creature thou hast set free," the Allfather's demeanor changed to a wrathful look. His ireful eyes veered toward Brynhildr. "Thou Brynhildr! MY HATE FOR THEE KNOWS NO LIMITS! THOU HAST BETRAYED ME TWICE! AND I HAST NEVER WANTED THEE IN ASGARD! I SHALT AVENGE SIGRDRíFA! THOU KILLED HER IN CHILDBIRTH! THOU TOOK HER LIFE! I SHALT RIGHT THAT WRONG AND CLEANSE THEE FROM MY PRESENCE!" He quickly fired a magical bolt from his spear and clearly targeted Brynhildr first.

The Blood Valkyrie hopped over Odin's blast and summoned pocket holes. Hundreds of blades rained down on the Allfather. He beckoned the ravens to defend him. Heeding his call, the ravens' mandalas glowed. Activating Vé's Mandalas, the ravens forged golden circles that stopped Brynhildr's blades.

The wolves then brushed past Loki and Kriemhild as they lunged high up to attack Brynhildr. Brynhildr tossed blades at their direction. The wolves evaded the blades and attempted to bite off her arms, but the Blood Valkyrie flew down past them.

Kriemhild quickly grabbed Loki. "Come, Loki. Let these two settle their differences. It's not our place."

"No! I must see Odin fall!" The trickster insisted, shrugging Kriemhild's hand off him.

Rather than get angry, Kriemhild smirked. "Very well then."

Just then, several enemy mooks, a couple of Frost and Mountain Jötnar, arrived to attack Odin. However, Heimdallr quickly arrived on Gulltoppr and took out the enemy troops. Heimdallr and Gulltoppr then intercepted Loki from interfering with Odin's fight.

"Thou will never get thy hands on Allfather, traitorous Loki!" Heimdallr growled as he and Gulltoppr charged at the trickster.

Invoking his defense magic, Loki cast an illusion of himself, causing Heimdallr and Gulltoppr to phase through him. Having forgotten about Loki's tricks, Heimdallr and his horse let down their guards. A sharp blade pierced through Gulltoppr's left side, causing the equine to neigh in pain and kick his front legs up. The horse threw Heimdallr off his back and collapsed in a heap of its blood.

Heimdallr rose and brandished his sword, Hǫfuð, against Loki.

"Thou will pay for that with thy life, Loki!" Heimdallr then clashed with the trickster. Loki defended with himself with his daggers.

As she mounted Dreki-Andvari, Kriemhild flew up and escaped.

"I shall leave things here to you, Loki and Brynhildr!" Kriemhild called out. "Now, Andvari, let's see to the others. I also want to check in with Mist and Völva."

"As thy command, Kriemhild!" Dreki-Andvari complied to her wishes, flying her far from Brynhildr and Loki's battles.

Tapping her ring, Kriemhild chortled. "Yes, that Brynhildr illusion should keep Odin busy while I'm tending to other business." She eyed Brynhildr's soul inside the ring. "See? I told you I'd let you have your revenge on the Allfather. It's just not how you thought it'd be!"

The furious roars from Brynhildr's soul caused the ring to light up, matching her unbridled anger. Brynhildr's soul screamed out. "THOU FUKKA BIKKJE! ODIN WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MINE! MINE! MINE TO KILL!"

Unfazed by Brynhildr's incessant whining, Kriemhild laughed. "Oh god, you sound like a petty child. Sorry, but life isn't always fair, beast. Your reputation is about to descend further than it ever has before! Oh, and I guess you can consider this karma for your mother killing mine, not like I care, but it's something to think about!" She continued laughing as Brynhildr's blood-curdling roars came out.

Brynhildr's 'illusion' continued her assault on Odin, the ravens, the wolves, and Sleipnir. As a few more enemy mooks tried to interfere, the wolves defended Odin and utilized their shapeshifting abilities. Upon using Vili's Therianthropy, Geri became a Carnotaurus and Freki turned into an Iguanodon. Having turned into dinosaurs, they used their immense sizes to overpower and intimidate the enemy Frost and Mountain Jötnar. Freki picked up a Mountain Jötunn and stabbed his thumb claws into the Jötunn, crushing it. Geri snatched up two Frost Jötnar, shaking them around and biting them in halves. Geri swallowed their upper bodies as their cold blood seeped from his jaw.

As more enemy mooks stormed in, Geri and Freki took on other prehistoric animal forms. Geri transformed into a straight-tusked elephant. Freki turned into a Paraceratherium. Geri charged, running his tusks through several Frost Jötnar. Freki raised his front feet and crushed several Mountain Jötnar under the weight of said feet.

"Look around thee, Brynhildr! Thy allies art losing!" Odin snarled at the Blood Valkyrie.

"Heh, this is only the beginning, fukka old man!" Brynhildr retorted as she and Odin continued their duel.

During their duel, Loki and Heimdallr witnessed Geri and Freki transform again. This time, Geri turned into a Scutosaurus and Freki turned into a Dimetrodon. Geri rushed at a Mountain Jötunn and crushed it. Freki seized a Frost Jötunn's leg and ripped it off before delivering a head crushing blow with his jaws.

"Perhaps thy shouldst surrender, Loki?"

"Not a chance!" The trickster relentlessly clashed with Heimdallr.

Soaring into the air, Sleipnir unleashed cold flames all over the battlefield, burning the Frost and Mountain Jötnar. After clearing much of the vicinity, the enemy numbers dwindled, but not for long.

More enemy forces arrived with Fenrir. Then, a gate of hellfire materialized behind the giant wolf. Odin, Heimdallr, and Loki recognized the hellfire producing a gate that opened up and released an army of undead Draugar.

"That is the Gates of Helheim!" Odin growled.

"Well done, my daughter," Loki smirked proudly for Hel's intervention.

At the forefront of the Draugar are the two kings Brynhildr slew: Agnar and Hjálmgunnar. The kings were now Draugar.

"Lord Odin, art these two the kings thou asked Brynhildr to choose?" Heimdallr queried to him. His face wrapped with apprehension at the sight of the ghastly undead warriors.

Brynhildr chortled. "Well, how about that. Now the kings hast come here for revenge for destroying their heads. Dost thou not remember?"

The kings and their entire armies were former shells of their selves. No longer did they personify the glory days as prideful soldiers, but have been revived by necromancers into revenants. They wore black and ash gray armor. Their skin had disheveled and turned gray. The skin soldiers had flayed appearances. Their bodies became skeleton-like. They had ghastly skull faces. Whatever facial hair they had were tufts. They wore horned helmets. They rode on undead horses, whose flesh had flayed appearances. The flags from both kingdoms were torn, reflecting the armies' conversion into the undead. Each roared horrid shrieks and roars.

"What do art think, fukka old man? The kings and their armies serve me now!" Brynhildr boasted.

Each having only one eye on them, Agnar and Hjálmgunnar intently faced Odin.

"Look, Agnar. It is the Allfather. He is the one who sent his Valkyrie to slaughter us as if we art animals!" Hjálmgunnar pointed to Odin.

"Indeed, the Valkyrie was supposed to fight on my side, but he hadst her wipe out both our sides!"

"That is not true, King Agnar! I ordered…!" Odin was then silenced by Agnar.

"Save thy excuses, Allfather! Thou betrayed our trust!" Agnar harshly rebuked him. "Thou and thy Valkyrie's petty arguments cost us the war! We hast come back to exact our revenge on thy kingdom!"

"No, it was all Brynhildr's doing! She-!"

Brynhildr cackled. "But, it was thou who destroyed their heads!"

Agnar and Hjálmgunnar gave menacing scowls. "Then, we shalt have thy head, Odin!" The kings rallied their Draugar armies. Two troops raised torn flags and marched toward Odin's direction.

Fenrir sidestepped, granting passage for the advancing Draugar armies.

"Fenrir, thou can try to reason with thy father!" Heimdallr called out to him. "We can stop this army!"

Fenrir snarled. "I shalt never forgive Asgard for sealing me up and exiling my father!" He turned to Loki. "Finish him, father. And then together we can kill Allfather!"

Grinning mischievously, Loki drove a dagger through Heimdallr's right shoulder.

"Dost not drop thy guard around a trickster, Heimdallr! Thou shouldst know better!" Loki then pulled his dagger out and slashed at Heimdallr.

As the undead soldiers climbed up a hill, they closed in on Odin. Geri, Freki, Muninn, and Huginn fiercely defended Odin from the Draugar.

"Thou cannot hide behind thy beasts, coward!" Agnar roared. He and Hjálmgunnar led the charge as they headed straight for Odin. The army of Draugar stormed the fields at fast speeds. Their unified ghastly roars and shrieks filled the area with dread.

As Odin prepared to wipe them out with his spear, a bolt of mystic lightning crashed into the earth with force. The Draugar armies halted their advance. A figure shrouded in an aura of lightning appeared between them and Odin. It was Víðarr. Odin's successor raised his head, his eyes brimming with mystic electricity.

"Father, allow me to handle them," Víðarr volunteered. He briefly faced Brynhildr. "Thou hast a beast to slay."

"Who art thou to stand in our way?!" Agnar growled, baring his sharp teeth.

"Thy end," Víðarr replied as he channeled Allfather's power through his hands. He shuffled his hands forward and took on a stance. "Come!"

"Thy art a fool to face our army!" Hjálmgunnar bellowed.

"Watch as we make an example of him, Allfather!" Agnar shouted.

The Draugar armies and their kings stormed to attack Víðarr. Víðarr clamped both hands together and dashed through the armies. Moving at faster than lightning speeds, Víðarr bypassed every Draugr soldier until he reached the kings. Bewildered, the kings froze with dismay. Víðarr merely tapped their bodies with quick strikes. As he finished, he flew past the kings.

Befuddled, Agnar shook off Víðarr's strikes. "What was that? I didst not feel a thing!"

"What a foolish man! Was that supposed to kill us?! We art already dead!"

"Then, die again," Víðarr remarked.

Suddenly, a burst of thunder spilled out of Hjálmgunnar's body. Hjálmgunnar shrieked loudly as his entire undead body exploded. Dismayed, Agnar then felt his own head expand as lightning cracked through the base of his skull. Agnar's own head exploded. The lightning then blew apart Agnar's body.

Even despite being undead, the Draugar were horrified by the demise of their kings. But, that didn't stop them from attempting to avenge their fallen kings. As they rushed Víðarr, Odin's successor blasted them with lightning, taking each Draugr apart with his hands and precision strikes.

Brynhildr scoffed. "Leave it fools to squander things." She turned as Odin swooped in and grabbed her, blasting her far back into his castle.

"Thou hast her father! Now finish her!" Víðarr urged him on.

"If I dost not survive, my son, dost me… No, dost Asgard right by being a fair king," Odin stated as he mounted Sleipnir and headed straight for his palace.

When Asgardian soldiers and Einherjar arrived, they aided Víðarr to diminish the Draugar numbers.

Following Odin toward his castle, Fenrir jumped up to swipe the him and Sleipnir out of the sky. However, Geri and Freki intervened on the Allfather's behalf. Geri turned into the giant ape Gigantopithecus, grabbing a hold of the wolf's back legs and tossing him to the ground. Freki hopped into the nearest big lake and transformed into the gigantic crocodile Deinosuchus. Freki shot out of the water and clamped his jaws on Fenrir's left front leg. Fenrir let out an earth-shattering yelp.

After slamming Fenrir into the lake, Freki charged and headbutted the giant wolf. Geri mounted Fenrir and delivered powerful body shots. Fenrir threw Geri off. Fenrir faced off with the giant ape and crocodile. He rushed his two animal adversaries. As Geri went for a frontal attack, Fenrir kicked mud into his eyes and headbutted him down. Freki rushed Fenrir, but the wolf turned the crocodile's own momentum against him and sent him crashing into Geri. The two giant beasts turned back into wolves.

"Thou will not delay me further!" Fenrir growled as he limped toward the gates of the castle.

However, Geri and Freki persevered and attacked Fenrir again. Geri ran on top of Fenrir's back and transformed into a Giganotosaurus. Geri bit down on Fenrir's back. Freki turned into an Acrocanthosaurus and tail whipped Fenrir's back. In response, the wolf expanded his size until he towered over the two dinosaurs. That didn't stop the dinosaurs from charging and wrestling with the giant wolf.

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Asgard/Vígríðr

Scouring over the long stretch of Asgard's vicinity, Kriemhild rode on Dreki-Andvari and gazed at the armies filling the battlefields. She sighted Hel, riding Helhest, opening another Gate of Helheim, releasing an outpour of Draugar and Proto-Draugar. The brutish roars of the Draugar and ghoulish moans from the Proto-Draugar filled the landscape with dread and horror. Controlled by necromancers, the undead were sent to aid the Lokar forces.

Kriemhild giggled, her face as calm as ever. "When there's no room in Hel, the dead shall walk the Earth." She watched Hel and Helhest preparing to fight Eir. "Now, where are you, Mist?" She scanned the battlefield until she spotted the mind controlled Valkyrie accompanying Surtr in a skirmish with Freyr, Freyja, and Thrúd.

"There you are. Oh, looks like you're with the great Surtr and you're about to fight Thrúd. This will be interesting," Kriemhild smirked.

As he marched over the Asgardian ground, Surtr's presence was enough to forge fire trails that burned the vegetation and left a flood basalt in its wake. He and Mist fought Freyr, Freyja, and Thrúd on the flood basalt vicinity. Mist confronted Thrúd while Freyr and Freyja worked together to try and stop Muspelheim's leader.

"Mist, why art thou with the enemy?!" Thrúd questioned the Shroud Valkyrie. Mist responded by throwing her pair of seax at her friend. Swinging her battle axe, the Storm Valkyrie countered Mist's projectile weapons. "Dost thou not realize that is Surtr?!"

Snarling, Mist unleashed her Njörðr's Tempest. As a jade-colored mist shrouded the area, Thrúd scanned the area, but her sight was obstructed by the Shroud Valkyrie's mist. When Mist tried sneaking up and stabbing Thrúd's neck, the Storm Valkyrie swung her hammer down and summoned her Ber-serkr Ball. Having conjured a lightning ball, the Storm Valkyrie sent it toward Mist, who hopped on her left side.

"Thou will make thou suffer for mocking my chest!" Mist charged and tossed another pair of seax, which Thrúd blocked with her axe.

"Is that why thou hast chosen to betray us?! Betray me?! I care for thee, Mist!" The Storm Valkyrie tried reasoning with her friend.

Taking out another seax, Mist felt conflicted whether to follow through and maim Thrúd. As Kriemhild's influence resurfaced, Mist's eyes turned greenish yellow. She quickly lunged at Thrúd and attacked her.

Meanwhile, Surtr swung his obsidian sword, Muspelbrandr, and slashed at Freyr and Freyja. While he repelled Freyja with force. However, the same couldn't be said for Freyr. Surtr swiftly knocked Freyr off his own horse, Blóðughófi. Surtr towered over the defeated and battered Freyr.

"Thou shalt burn, fool!" Surtr quickly grabbed Freyr's head and lifted him off the ground. He gouged out his eyes and unleashed a wave of fire that burned his entire head. And while maintaining a hold of Freyr's head, Surtr's flames enveloped Freyr's entire body. The flames entered into Freyr's mouth and even burned him from the inside. While the flames burned him alive, Freyr screamed in excruciating pain.

Upon witnessing her brother's demise, Freyja screamed. "FREYR!"

Horrified, Thrúd witnessed Freyr's demise. Becoming blinded by fury, the Storm Valkyrie flew at Surtr with her battle axe. Striking his head with the front part of her battle axe, Thrúd hit him with consecutive strikes and went to behead him. When he hefted his sword, Thrúd's attack was countered.

"Daughter of Thor, I commend thee for lasting this long, but today thou will perish with thy father!" Surtr declared as at that exact moment, he conjured a massive wave of flames that swept across and burned everything in its path.

Thrúd tried countering with Mjölnir's Strike, but Surtr's devastating Surtalogi wiped her out along with everything in her path. Upon seeing Thrúd meet her quick and untimely demise, something stirred within Mist. The vacant look in her eyes regained life. Her mouth twitched. She witnessed the Storm Valkyrie's death replay continuously in her mind.

"T-Thrúd?! THRúD!" Right then, Mist struggled and ultimately freed herself from Kriemhild's control. The death of her former lover was what broke Kriemhild's mind control.

Watching from above, Kriemhild descended with Dreki-Andvari. She took out Andvaranaut and called forth a glowing yellow orb of light. The ring absorbed what was Thrúd's soul.

"Yes, that's three Valkyrie souls I've gathered." Kriemhild smiled fiendishly. She then noticed Mist losing grip over the death of her lover. "Well, looks like I'm losing control over you, dear Mist. Ah well, it was fun while it lasted."

Punching the ground hard, Mist cursed. "Damn! Damn it! Why didst I let this happen to thee, Thrúd?! How couldst I let that witch control me and keep me from saving thee?!" She cried herself to tears.

Surtr walked away searching for new victims to burn. He gathered Fire Dämonen and Fire Jötnar.

"What about her?" A Fire Jötunn pointed to Mist.

"Leave her. We must enter the center of Asgard's stronghold and burn it down!" Surtr rallied his Muspelheim forces. He and his Muspelheim forces bellowed demonic roars and shrieks.

Freyja ran over to Mist and checked on her. "Child! What happened?! Why didst thou side with the Lokar?!" She shook Mist hard and screamed at her. "WHY?!"

"I-I was mind controlled Kriemhild! She manipulated me and used me to fight against thee, auntie Freyja!"

Dropping Mist, Freyja cried. "Freyr is gone now because of thy actions."

"And so is my love Thrúd," the Shroud Valkyrie wiped her tears.

"So, what will thou dost, child?"

"I-I must avenge Thrúd."

Freyja flew into the air. "Then, thou must decide how we must decide how we kill Surtr."

Standing up, Mist clenched her right hand. "Couldst I kill Surtr and avenge Thrúd? I-I'm not sure." She hesitated, doubting her chances against the Muspelheim king.

"I am going forward. Thou must decide." With that, Freyja flew away and left Mist behind.

Mist shut her eyes and shook her head. "I must… I must avenge Thrúd! But, I dost not have the strength." She clenched both hands tight. "No, I dost hast the strength! Thrúd, this one is for thee!"

xxxxx

A nine-headed Jötunn charged toward the God of Thunder, who came flying head on with Mjölnir in hand. Thor whalloped the nine-headed giant, taking off one of his heads clean off. Then, the God of Thunder amassed a lightning blast and obliterated the titan.

"That is it for thee, Thrívaldi!" Thor called out. "Anyone else?!"

Suddenly, the World Snake popped out from the ground and arched his giant snake-like frame over the God of Thunder. Jörmungandr hissed loudly.

"How about I accept thy challenge, Thor?!" Jörmungandr shouted and tossed himself into the God of Thunder.

"Thou shalt not destroy Asgard, serpent!" The God Thunder collided with Jörmungandr. The god and the serpent exchanged earth-shattering blows, ravaging the landscape around them.

Gaping his mouth wide, Jörmungandr attempted to swallow Thor. Thor tossed a lightning blast into the World Serpent's gullet. Jörmungandr delivered a headbutt to Thor and sent him flying thousands of feet back.

"I shalt see that Asgard falls in my father and children's names!" Jörmungandr roared and headed straight for Thor, who staggered upright. Blood seeping down his face and mouth. Favoring his right arm the injured Asgardian pressed on, having come to terms of his likely death as preordained by the Allfather.

Before settling the final battle with Jörmungandr, Thor summoned his goats, Tanngrisnir and Tanngnjóstr. Normally, he'd have the goat aid him in battle, but not today. Using Mjölnir, he cast a spell that turned his goats back to their normal selves.

Tanngrisnir turned into a young boy with neck-length curly reddish brown hair. Tanngnjóstr returned to his original form: a young boy with shoulder-length straight vermilion hair. Both had yellow eyes and stood 5'5 feet tall.

Thor hugged the two young men. "My sons, I deeply apologize having killed, eaten, and revived thee all to appease my greedy appetite. Understand that I truly love thee."

Before either could say anything, Thor raised his hammer and fired a blast to summon his horse, Gullfaxi. He put Tanngrisnir and Tanngnjóstr on the horse.

"Take them away and follow those leaving Asgard. I am counting on thee, Gulfaxi!" Thor patted his steed as it horse took off with the two boys. The God of Thunder waved to his two sons. "Survive, my sons. At least I know thou two will survive beyond Ragnarök. However…"

Jörmungandr emerged behind Thor and prepared to finish what he started. Brandishing his mighty hammer, Thor hastily flew at and blasted the World Snake. The lightning from Thor's hammer burned and dealt damage to Jörmungandr's scaly hide. Thor attacked with repeated blasts from his hammer, hitting the Midgard Serpent all over.

As the battle went on, both became heavily damaged. Thor and Jörmungandr finally dealt each other the final blow. Thor's hammer cracked Jörmungandr's skull and sent a final thunder blast into the serpent's gullet, frying the innards. Expelling smoke from his mouth, Jörmungandr collapsed in a heap and crashed on the ground.

After dealing the final blow to Jörmungandr, Thor descended covered in his and the World Snake's body. Sighing with relief, the God of Thunder sank to his knees and succumbed to his wounds. Mjölnir fell from his weak grip.

"Yes, now I can finally rest. I sense thou have fallen in battle, Thrúd… we hast made thy mother proud… let us both rest knowing we fought like proud warriors," Thor muttered. "Víðarr, my brother… thou and Eir will herald a new Asgardian age… thou will do us proud." Drawing his last divine breath, Thor collapsed and passed on.

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Garmr charged toward Týr, who pulled himself up ready to finish their battle. The Helgrind guardian opened his jaws and prepared to ensnare the Asgardian. Týr jumped up and climbed on Garmer's left side. He quickly perched on Garmer's back and drew his sword. Garmer tried shaking him off, but Týr grabbed a handful of the giant canine's coat.

"This is the end for thee, beast!" Týr shoved his sword through Garmr's head.

However, the Helgrind guardian didn't go down with tossing Týr into the air. Garmr clamped his jaws tight and snapped Týr's body in two. As the warrior's halves hit the ground, blood and entrails spilled into the canine's mouth. Garmr stumbled around with the sword still in his head. He then collapsed right on top of Týr and crushed him. Both died.

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An army of Frost Jötnar, Mountain Jötnar, and Fire Jötnar stormed Asgard's gates. A slew of arrows rained down and skewered these Jötnar, including a four-armed Mountain Jötunn. A few arrows popped off several of their heads. Ölrún the Huntress Valkyrie and her band of archers diminished half of the Jötnar warriors. Geirdriful the Thread Valkyrie produced a flail, which she used to sprout threads to entangle and slice a dozen Jötnar.

"Well done! That shouldst reduce their numbers!" Jörð called out.

"Look out!" Skaði shouted as a 10-foot tall, eight-armed Jötunn charged at them.

"They art but weaklings! Try thy might against me Starkaðr!" The eight-armed titan bellowed as he raised his eight arms.

Just then, a loud beastly roar came out of nowhere and collided with Starkaðr. Turning away from the eight-armed titan, the Valkyries saw an 8-foot tall tiger with an 18-foot body length. It had light orange fur with black stripes and a white-furred underbelly coupled with a white snout and paws. The tiger's fierce greenish yellow eyes scanned Starkaðr as it snarled and bellowed loudly.

"That a way, girl! That will show that arrogant fool! Thou can always count on a Kuningaz tigris to fight with a Jötunn!" Vör was seen sitting on the tiger's back. She came dressed in her secondary battle gear: a red strapless top, dark gray combat pants, buckled waist belt, wrist-length gloves, and golden gladiator-styled armored sandals.

"Vör, what took thee long?" Geirdriful snorted.

"I apologize, but I was leading town folk out of Asgard!" The Beast-tamer Valkyrie patted her tiger's head. "But, my girl here and I also got caught up with some Jötnar."

"Hey, less talking, Vör! He is covering!" Skaði called to her colleague.

As Starkaðr came to, he roared and charged toward Vör. The Frost Valkyrie conjured an ice spell and froze the eight-armed Jötunn's legs into solid ice. This halted the eight-armed warrior. Vör and her Kuninaz tigris rushed toward Starkaðr. The tiger bit the eight-armed Jötunn's neck and tore its throat open. As Starkaðr collapsed, Vör and Jörð unleashed a flurry of blows and put down the Jötunn.

Having witnessed the Valkyries defeat the eight-armed Jötunn, Kriemhild, still riding atop Dreki-Andvari, had an amusing thought.

"Perhaps that was too easy for them. How about this?" Kriemhild invoked a spell and conjured portal. As the portal opened up, she summoned a horrific-looking familiar that landed in front of the Valkyries.

Alarmed, the Valkyries faced a menacing 17-foot tall behemoth. The base of its body consisted of gold, silver, and magenta colors. It resembled a marionette with three heads; one large head that served as its center satellite and two smaller heads attached to its shoulders. The three heads had distinct appearances; The right head had a female face's shaped like Gudrun's prior to her transition into Kriemhild, the left is a male head shaped like Gunnar's, and the central faceless head had hermaphrodite features, including lime lip gloss, long white hair, horns and masculine cheekbones. The center head had combined attributes from Grímhildr and Gjúki. The two sides, right and left, had green eyes. It had long muscular limbs with armored forearms, sharp metal claws on each arm, and a bone-like spikes jutting out from its shoulders.

The three-headed beast let out deafening bellows accompanied by air-splitting screeches. Holding their ground, the Valkyries faced their newest opposition.

"Heheh, let's see how you handle my Unmoralisch Heljar Kyn," Kriemhild chortled. Scanning her summoned familiar, she discerned the glowing green orb inside the monster. "To ensure this familiar can respond to my command, I placed a small part of my soul into it. But, that's not all. Thanks to the grimiore, I placed the soul of my pathetic brother, Gunnar, is in there, too to prolong his torture. As well as the souls of my loving parents. With all three of their souls and a portion of my own soul in that creature, it's like one happy family reunion." She heard the screams of her brother, Grímhildr and Gjúki. "Now, you three can be a witness to the destruction of Asgard, especially you, my dearest mother Grímhildr! You can watch me succeed where you failed."

The Unmoralisch Heljar Kyn started toward the Valkyries. Ölrún, Geirdriful, Skaði and Jörð rallied their soldiers. Vör and her pet Kuningaz tigris readied themselves to fight the three-headed monstrosity.

"Dost not let it into Asgard, Valkyries!" Ölrún called out.

"Defend Asgard's gates with all thy might!" Geirdriful shouted.

"Ready, my friend?" Vör patted her tigris companion as it roared and pledged its loyalty to fight with her Valkyrie.

"Shall we see to our friend Hrym, Andvari?" Kriemhild suggested.

Swiftly turning around, Dreki-Andvari headed in the opposite direction toward the shoreline. It was at the site where the bulk of the Lokar armies first landed.

xxxxx

Holding his ground on his Naglfar ship, Hrym was met with a barrage of boulders heading for him and his Frost Jötnar warriors. A few Frost Jötnar were completely knocked off and crushed by the large rocks being thrown by Göndul. Skögul presented further problems with her Waves of Rán, which crashed hard into his ship.

Scornfully glaring down the Valkyrie duo, Hrym had underestimated their teamwork and paid for it with the loss of his soldiers. He wondered if he'll even have a chance to avenge his brother and family by taking Thor and Odin's lives.

"Perhaps I was over my head…" Hrym doubted.

"No, Hrym. You made the wise choice to join our crusade!" Kriemhild called out above him.

As Hrym looked up, he saw Kriemhild on Dreki-Andvari's back.

"Remember the power of the dark matter I gave you? It should be enough to give you a strength boost to overcome these two! And don't forget you have Brokkr and Eitri! You can and will avenge your family!" She gave encouraging words to the Jötunheim king. "You want to send a message to the Allfather and the God of Thunder? Do it by humiliating these two! However you want! I leave this in your hands."

As Kriemhild and Dreki-Andvari flew away, Hrym was moved by Kriemhild's speech. Clenching his hands, Hrym invoked the dark matter's power coursing through him. He felt an immense rush. His determination to take down the two Valkyries became resolute.

"Yes, I shalt not let these two horur get in my way!" Hrym roared with valor. Feeling his strength increase tenfold, he grabbed his steering wheel and advanced his ship past the inland shore. Upon seeing the ship heading toward them, Göndul and Skögul worked faster to slow down Naglfar.

The Masculine Valkyrie sent more rocks at the ship. Summoning another tidal wave, the Feminine Valkyrie tried to sink Hrym's ship. However, Hrym didn't let their intervention deter him from exacting his revenge.

"My brother. I shalt avenge thee! I shalt succeed thee by procreating a new race in thy honor! I will make up thy attempt with Freyja with these two, whose beauty surpass even Freyja!" Hrym declared as the dark matter's power resonated and formed into an aura, giving him boost. He crashed the ship straight into Göndul and Skögul.

As the ship hit the Valkyries hard, both fell severely injured. Hrym beckoned Brokkr and Eitri. The Dwarves followed Hrym off the ship. They landed near the two injured Valkyries. Like wounded animals, the Valkyries tried to fight back. Göndul unleashed Jörð's Earthshaker. Hrym and the Dwarves easily avoided getting caught in her earthquake attack. Skögul attempted her Breath of the Sea to freeze the trio. Hrym summoned a cold air that absorbed Skögul's freezing breath. The Feminine Valkyrie even conjured her Aqua Protection, forging a bubble barrier to ward off the trio from her and Göndul. Using the dark matter given to them from Kriemhild, Brokkr and Eitri tore through Skögul's bubble wall.

"Thy resistance is futile, Valkyries!" Hrym called out. "Brokkr, Eitri, thou may begin!"

The trio already had sickening thoughts while having their way with the Valkyrie duo. Brokkr and Eitri quickly tackled Göndul and Skögul. For a brief moment, Göndul tried fighting off Eitri with vicious body blows, but the Dwarf easily overpowered her with his new enhanced strength and stomped on her wound. Brokkr got right on top of Skögul. Eitri turned Göndul around. The Dwarves began molesting the Valkyrie maidens, grabbing their breasts and vaginal areas from behind. The Dwarves quickly pulled and tore off the maidens' armor, helmet, clothing, and footwear until they were left butt naked. The Dwarves leaned down and planted grotesque kisses on their lips. Pulling down their pants, Brokkr and Eitri mounted behind the Valkyries and shoved their large, grotesque penises into the Valkyries's butts.

As the Dwarves thrust themselves inside the Valkyries, the lesbian duo screamed in pain and humiliation. Brokkr seized a handful of Skögul's hair and ripped out a few of her princess curls. With a tongue hanging out, Eitri spanked Göndul's firm butt. As Hrym methodically sauntered toward them, the Valkyrie lesbians shot hateful glares at Hrym, who took his time to relish in their humiliation.

"Yes, I imagine this is how my brother wouldst hast wanted to do with Freyja, but it was not too be. Dost not worry, Thyrm. This is for thee, my brother!" The Jötunheim king declared as he got behind the Valkyries and grabbed the back of their heads. He leaned down and lip locked the two, starting with Skögul. He kissed and licked Skögul's lips, even shoving his tongue down her throat. He then did the same with Göndul, but also licked her face. As he continued kissing them, he saw the lesbians hatefully glaring at him.

"Eheheh, this is so much fun!" Brokkr laughed with a disgusting gurgle.

"How dost they taste, Hrym?" Eitri asked.

"The Valkyrie with the curls tastes sweet, but the manly-looking one has a decent taste to her."

"Thou will not get away with this!" Göndul protested, conveying her hatred of her rapists.

"The Allfather will destroy thy entire realm for this!" Skögul hatefully screamed at Hrym.

"I doubt it since the Allfather will be preoccupied in this war. Thou belong to us now," Hrym gave a delirious smile.

From high above, Kriemhild, still riding on Dreki-Andvari, observed Göndul and Skögul being raped from the distance. She witnessed Hrym lip locking and tongue kissing the Valkyries.

"Why don't we make things more erotic?" Kriemhild smirked as she secretly invoked her Illusion's Touch, going inside Göndul and Skögul's minds.

Upon entering the recesses of their minds, Kriemhild's own eyes looked within and saw the Valkyries' spirits resisting their rapists' sexual desires.

"Heheheh, no no. We can't have any of that, my prideful little friends."

The Valkyries spirits turned and faced Kriemhild's presence.

Skögul's spirit shouted. "Who art thee?!"

Göndul angrily questioned. "How did thou get in my mind?!"

"Just here to make you unwind and enjoy the show. Give up resisting because you're only hurting yourselves." As she said this, Kriemhild activated her ring's power and used it to empower her Illusion's Touch to suppress the Valkyrie lesbians's resistance and flooded their minds with lustful thoughts. She grabbed the Valkyries's real minds and absorbed their spirits into her ring.

At that instant, Göndul and Skögul's scornful looks were replaced with depraved and sensual demeanors. The life in their eyes faded. Their lips curved into grins with tongues hanging out. Their minds were replaced with lustful and submissive thoughts.

Kriemhild glanced over Andvaranaut and saw the Valkyrie lesbians's souls. They screamed with disdain at the witch.

"WHAT HAST THOU DONE?! RELEASE US!" Göndul's soul demanded.

"WHERE ART WE?!" Skögul's soul shouted.

"Somewhere you'll be reuniting with old friends. Trust me the space inside the ring is going to get very crowded," Kriemhild answered as she turned the ring over toward Hrym and the Dwarves raping the Valkyries's mindless vessels. "Take a look, you two. You are giving them the time of their lives!"

The Valkyries gave up resisting against their rapists and mindlessly enjoyed giving erotic pleasure like the 'horur' they have become. The souls of the real Valkyries screamed furiously inside the ring.

Skögul's soul roared. "WHAT HAST THOU DONE TO US?! THOU REMOVED US FROM OUR BODIES?! OUR BEAUTIFUL BODIES ARE BEING VIOLATED BY THOSE DISGUSTING CREATURES!"

Göndul's soul added with anger. "AND BEING REDUCED INTO THEIR PLEASURES?! ONLY I CAN TOUCH AND MAKE LOVE WITH MY SKöGUL!"

"Hehehe, what if I told you two they were planning to procreate with your bodies? Think about it! You two will help them give birth to a race of super ugly half breeds! A complete contrast to the outer beauty you two are known for!" Kriemhild mocked the two Valkyrie lesbians. "Oh, and I do believe that means due to pregnancy, those perfect abs you worked hard to achieve for your dearest Skögul will grow enlarged as no doubt you'll bear a half breed child or two."

Realizing this horror, Göndul's soul howled with disdain. "THEY ART GOING TO RUIN MY PERFECT BODY?! I CANNOT LET THIS GO ON!"

Kriemhild laughed. "Oh god, you two sound like total drama queens! Listen to yourselves! Besides, there's nothing you can do now. Your souls are mine, but your bodies are their property now." As she laughed more, her giggles drowned out the horrific screams from the Valkyrie lesbians's souls. "I've got you two where it hurt the most. Your sexual desires and pleasures for each other belong to them now."

Overwhelmed with sexual lust, Göndul and Skögul submitted themselves to Hrym.

"Lord Hrym, we humbly ask for thy hand in marriage!" Skögul openly proposed to the Jötunheim king.

"Oh yes, Lord Hrym! We wouldst be thy willing horur and bear thy children!" Göndul uncharacteristically squealed with girlish delight.

Grinning from ear to ear, Hrym chortled at their erotic smiles and lustful eyes. "Thou wouldst become my wives to procreate a family and loyal subjects for me?"

"YES!" The mindless Valkyries gleefully cried out.

"Wait, a minute! Hrym, this is not what we agreed on!" Brokkr protested, snarling and baring his sharp teeth. "These two belong to us!"

Eitri added. "He is right! Thou wouldst let us keep these two while thou go kill Odin and Thor!"

Hrym furrowed his brows. "There hath been a change in plans. Hand these two to me now."

The Dwarves audibly scoffed. "As if we let thou take these two away! We intend to breed with these two Valkyries! They art our properties now!"

As the Valkyries licked and sucked Hrym's nipples and fondled his penis, they looked up at him with submissive eyes.

"Lord Hrym, please get rid of these two!" Skögul pleaded to their 'savior'.

"Get rid of these two monsters! They art violating us!" Göndul cried out.

Glaring at the Dwarves, Hrym growled. "Thou heard them. Leave now. They art about to become my wives."

"Hah, as if we wouldst listen to thee and these horur!" Eitri snapped as he and Brokkr pulled their dicks out from the Valkyries' butts.

Preparing to attack Hrym, the Dwarves were then quickly struck down by the Jötunheim king. Hrym grabbed the Dwarves's heads and crushed them with ease. He crushed their heads so much that fountains of blood leaked out. The Dwarves' bodies fell to the ground in a bloody heap.

"Thank thee, Lord Hrym!" The lesbians shouted together.

With his hands full of Dwarven blood, Hrym had an idea. He used the Dwarves' blood and drew Nordic symbols on the Valkyrie lesbians' bellies. Brokkr's blood was used on Skögul. Eitri's blood was used for Göndul. The tattoo marks served to label them as Hrym's sex slaves and 'wedding rings'.

"Now thou two truly belong to me alone," Hrym said with a malevolent grin. He pulled Göndul and Skögul, setting them on his legs. He sat down with the lesbians fondling his hardened penis. He leaned down to engage the lesbians in a lip lock contest. He and the Valkyries erotically tongue kissed.

During their three-way interaction, Göndul wrapped her arms over Skögul and Hrym's necks. In return, Skögul folded her arms over Göndul and Hrym's backs. Hrym groped his two wives and fingered their asses. The lesbians let out erotic moans and licked their new husband's lips. The lesbians then licked around and sucked on Hrym's horrific penis and testicles, which gave a rancid stench, but the mindless lesbians didn't mind nor did they care. Göndul raised her head and kissed Hrym's face. He pulled Göndul up, grabbing her left leg with his left hand and used his right arm to hold her back for a standing oral-genital sex position. Meanwhile, Skögul continued slobbering over and sucking on Hrym's nasty penis and testicles.

"Yes, that is more than I can ask for!" Hrym roared with delight, experiencing the sexual pleasures that his late-brother failed to get with Freyja. "I hast the two most exotic Valkyries as my horur! Art thou seeing this Odin and Thor?! Thy two Valkyries belong to me!"

"We art thy horur, Lord Hrym!" The Valkyrie lesbians lustfully shouted as they used their breasts to massage their 'lover's' giant dick.

Hrym lied on the ground while the lesbian continued rubbing her breasts against his massive penis. Göndul mounted the top of Hrym to shove his penis into her vagina while Skögul facesat on the rapist, giving him free reign to lick her vaginal area. Skögul panted and moaned loudly as she spilled her vaginal juices into Hrym's mouth.

"Mmm, thou tastier than any Norse goddess I hast tasted!" Hrym licked Skögul's vaginal juices. He watched the Valkyrie lesbians embrace and romantically kiss in front of Hrym. Upon watching the lesbian couple making out, Hrym felt his penis vibrate and ejacuate his divine semen. The lesbians then climaxed as their vaginal juices splattered over his face.

Hrym shoved his penis into Skögul's vagina and thrust into her during a standing intercourse. At the same time, the Feminine Valkyrie kissed the Jötunn and folded her arms around his neck. Upon seeing Hrym's butt, Göndul gave a raunchy grin and licked his asshole shamelessly.

Having seen enough of themselves reduced to the Jötunn's sex slaves, Göndul and Skögul's souls screamed incessantly.

Skögul's soul shouted. "THOU FUKKA BIKKJE! THOU HUMILIATE US ENOUGH! RELEASE US! OUR BODIES ART NOT PROPERTY TO A LOWLIFE JöTUNN!"

Göndul's soul added with her own disgust. "A WARRIOR SUCH AS I BEING REDUCED TO PLEASURING THAT CREATURE IN A FILTHY MANNER! THY HAST RUINED MY IMAGE, WITCH!"

Laughing, Kriemhild responded. "No, you ruined your own images. Having looked into your memories, you have not only cast your eyes down on others less beautiful than yourselves, but you have said derogatory things to your own colleagues. I do believe your Gulon friend is sharing space with you. I'm sure you two will have a happy reunion with her."

Sigrún's soul spoke out. "Thou two art in here, too?! Please get these two out now!"

Kriemhild nodded dismissively. "I'm afraid I can't do that, Sigrún. You'll have to find a way to mend your differences with these two cretins as you like to call them." She then readdressed the lesbians. "And let's not forget you two disparging the dead like Baldr. Wow, seems everyone in Asgard hated you two. Consider this karma for all the horrible things you two bitches have done! No one will miss you two. And I doubt anyone will care. Oh, wait, don't you have a father and sister, Skögul? Why don't we check in with your sister later?"

Skögul's soul screamed. "I HAST NO SISTER! SHE DOST NOT HAVE ANYWHERE THE BEAUTY I POSSESS!"

Kriemhild rolled her eyes. "Oh shut up, you materialistic whore." She closed her hand over the ring. "Come, let's check in Loki."

As Dreki-Andvari flew off with Kriemhild, Hrym carried his newly won sex slaves.

xxxxx

As they cashed in mid-air battle, Eir and Hel encircled the other. Riding Helhest, the Helheim ruler flew closer to the Healing Valkyrie and conjured black orbs. Eir countered and nullified her dark orbs with an ethereal beam from her staff. Scowling, Hel rode Helhest toward Eir and conjured a long black blade to fight Eir with.

"Hel, dost thou not see what thou art doing?! Thou art helping Loki and Kriemhild destroy Asgard! Why hast thou decided to go against us?!" Eir questioned the former Underworld Valkyrie.

"I hast seen wrongdoings the Allfather hast brought to the other Realms! And he hast abused his power long enough! Dost thou not see, Eir? Thou shouldst know better than anyone the kind of man Odin is! Thou were Frigg ages ago!"

Hearing this, Eir struck Hel's blade with her staff. She and the Helheim ruler intently exchanged glares. Eir didn't hesitate to blast Hel and Helhest back with another ethereal beam.

"I only hast the faintest of Frigg's memories, little by little they hast been returning to me," Eir stated. "Thou were her friend and Valkyrie colleague. Yes, and my previous self was Odin's wife. But, I am not Frigg anymore. I am Eir, future queen of Asgard and wife to Víðarr." She purposefully lowered her guard. "Hear me, Hel. This is not how to conduct thy grievances with Asgard. I know full well of the tyranny Allfather hath brought to the Nine Realms, but his rule is coming to an end. He hast passed his power to Víðarr. Together, he and I want to mend differences and reestablish relations with the other Realms, including Helheim." She put a hand out to Hel. "I dost not know what Kriemhild and Loki hast told thee."

"She hast told me Asgard needs to fall from its hierarchy. Once Asgard falls, a new kingdom can take its place. A new Asgard."

With a neutral face, Eir responded. "I agree there shouldst be a new Asgard and there will be under Víðarr's leadership. We look to restore Asgard to its golden age and out of the current decadence it hath endured. What Kriemhild purposed is absolute madness. This is not how we wish to rebuild Asgard. She and your father hast manipulated thee! Dost thou not see, Hel?!"

As her hands and lips quivered, Hel was in a confused state. She mulled whether to continue her alliance with Kriemhild or listen to her former colleague's reincarnation.

"If I were Frigg now, wouldst thou listen?" Eir asked.

"I… I dost not know."

"Thou were a Valkyrie, Hel. Look deep down and know what is right."

Clenching her teeth, Hel struggled to decide who had the right idea of restoring Asgard to its former glory. She scanned the battlefield, eyeing the thousands of Asgardians dying and the undead she has brought with her. She watched the Draugar and Proto-Draugar marching across the fields toward the Bifröst and into Asgard. The death toll from both sides escalated. She even saw Garmr laying dead on the battlefield surrounded by the bodies of countless Asgardians, Jötnar, Draugar, and Proto-Draugar.

"We can stop this, Hel. It is not too late!" Eir pleaded to the Helheim ruler.

Helhest neighed and turned to Hel, waiting for a response. Hel clenched her right hand and let out a deep sigh.

"Thou hast convinced me, old friend," Hel addressed Eir as if she were Frigg herself.

"Then, thou will…?!" The Healing Valkyrie replied genuinely.

"Let us hasten and find Víðarr! I will take control of the Draugar and Proto-Draugar I hast brought and send them to stop the Lokar's forces."

"Thank thee, Hel!" Eir replied.

"Come. We dost not hast time to waste!" The Helheim ruler declared as she rode off with Helhest and followed Eir.

"But, what about thy father Loki? Shouldst we try and convince him to join us?"

"Sadly, my father is set in his ways. Kriemhild hast poisoned his mind. He will hast to answer to his crimes."

Looking crestfallen, Eir nodded. "I understand. Shouldst he live, Víðarr and I can decide his fate along with Kriemhild and Brynhildr. Brynhildr will be met with execution for betraying Asgard. Loki may likely face a similar fate."

Hel shut her eyes and sighed out of dismay. "So be it."

xxxxx

Yggdrasil

Ragnarök not only affected Asgard. The conflict was felt throughout the Nine Realms. Every other Realm have wanted Asgard to fall from grace, but the way Kriemhild has brought the war has half of these supporters reconsider their stances.

However, there was one realm that lent its support in the Ragnarök conflict. That was the Tenth Realm, Yggdrasil and its Homo Yggr, who were at one point the natives of Asgard before Odin cast them out ages ago and they were forced to settle in Yggdrasil. Odin had labeled them with the name Homo Yggr, a blessing but also a curse for these native people. Becoming Yggdrasil's people, they became connected with nature and attuned with the spirits.

The Lokar sent its forces to poison the World Tree and leave no Homo Yggr alive.

Coming forth onto the Hoddmímis holt, the natives of the World Tree assembled their forces and responded to the invading Lokar. Leading the Homo Yggr was the sage and Yggdrasil's trusted guardian, Sága, who placed her daughter, Skuld, as second-in-command. Their primary goal was to protect Yggdrasil at any cost.

When the Lokar forces finally arrived, they halted and were confronted by the Homo Yggr. Sága and Skuld stood at the forefront of their fellow Homo Yggr. There were also non-Homo Yggr, coexisting with these natives, that decided to help defend the sacred grounds. Among those present were Skuld's fellow Norns: Urðr and Verðandi. The Norn's three love interests, Harald, Haakon, and Eric, loyally stood beside their significant others.

There were numerous Homo Yggr armed with spears, swords, shields, bows & arrows, knives, staffs, axes, clubs, dual swords, and slings. Most wore tribal face paint of varying colors.

The natives even brought Fylgjur, sacred animals that are commonly associated with the Homo Yggr. One of these four, which the Homo Yggr ride on, are 8'5 foot tall flightless carnivorous birds with body lengths of 5'10 feet. These flightless birds have gray and pinkish red body feathers with black tail feathers and head feathers of various reds, yellows, blues, and pinks. Their hind legs are strong and built for running long distances. These are Vangr Terrorbeaks.

Others rode on 16-feet long greenish blue flying lizards. Often revered like dragons, although not true dragons, these aerial reptiles served to glide Homo Yggr across rock ridges and cliffs. These are Hræzla Lizards.

Numerous Kuningaz tigris, who much like Vör's pet companion, served as steeds and hunting partners. In the case of this war, their jobs was to defend Yggdrasil and the natives from the Lokar.

Also accompanying the Homo Yggr in greater numbers than the others are the Vangr Hross, the Yggdrasil variation of Midgard's domesticated horses. There were a variety of them based on colors: one variant group had light brown and beige furred skin; another variant had a mix of gray, black, and white; another had pure black; and another were nothing but full-bodied brown. Their common traits are their dark brown manes and auburn eyes. They were 6'7 feet tall, 8'0 in body length and had four legs.

Of the other Homor Yggr present, there were seven individuals at the forefront serving as generals. These are seven mercenaries that have fought for Yggdrasil and Asgard in numerous conflicts, but for them this was a war unlike any other.

"Everyone able to fight art present and accounted for," Harald addressed his wife Skuld.

Nodding, Skuld turned to Sága. "Mother, we art ready."

Brandishing her staff, Sága replied. "Yes, and so art the Lokar. They art eager to pollute Yggdrasil with their corrupted energies. We cannot allow their actions to pass!"

"Do not worry, Lady Sága," a bald-headed, muscularly built green-eyed Homo Yggr man approached Yggdrasil's guardian. Standing 6'3 feet tall, the man wore upper body armor covered with the dark brown fur pelt of a Eitr Warg, the Yggdrasil equivalent of the gray wolf. The Eitri Warg's head was pulled down like a hoodie, revealing the man's bald head, save for a single braided black ponytail hanging down the back of his head. He also wore thick brown pants and boots made from a Gefjun oxen's hide. His hands and wrists were heavily taped up. His tribal facial markings consisted of red and black claw scratch marks over his carried his choice weapon: a giant halberd that was nearly as long as his entire body's length. "We, the Sjau'Wulf art here at thy command."

"I am glad thou can be here, Wulfhroc," Sága addressed the Sjau'Wulf leader. "I take it all of thy members art present."

"Yes, all of them art here," Wulfhroc then faced the other six members. "Wolfhetan, my second-in-command and known for his quick marksmanship and dual weapon skills!"

Taking out his dual swords, Wolfhetan came forward. He was a 6'4 feet tall Homo Yggr man with blue eyes and shoulder length black thick black hair. He was shirtless, save for a left metal shoulder guard covered with a dark brown Eitr Warg fur pelt. His other clothing accessories were black leather pants, a waist belt, dark brown boots, and wristbands made from Vangr Hross hide. "I am at thy service to protect Yggdrasil."

Wulfhroc then veered to the third Sjau'Wulf member. "Our adept poison maker and healer, Isangrim!"

The third member removed a thick gray mask shaped like a Eitri Warg's face. Standing at 5'8 feet tall, he revealed to be a middle-aged Homo Yggr man with short, shaggy gray hair and dark brown eyes. Based on his appearance, he seemed to be the oldest member. He wore beige clothing made from Vangr Hross hide, consisting of a long-sleeved dress shirt, pants, and boots. He wore a necklace made of saber-toothed badger teeth and Meleagris quail feathers. Tufts of the quail feathers are embroidered into a small head crown around his forehead. His cheeks bore the same red and black claw markings Wulfhroc had on. "We, the Sjau'Wulf' are indebted to thee, Lady Sága."

Wulfhroc faced the fourth Sjau'Wulf member. "Here thou will known her our muscle, the electricity manipulator, and strategist, Scrutolf!"

The fourth member stepped forward. At 6'0 feet tall, she was a muscular Homo Yggr woman with long, spiky back length reddish brown hair and violet eyes. She wore almost next to nothing, but had on a light brown and gray strapless crop top and a short loincloth made from Eitr Warg fur. This revealing outfit showed off enough of her well-toned and muscular body. She also had on boots and wrists made from the same Eitr Warg fur. Her other accessories: a necklace with teeth from Hræzla Lizards, a saber-toothed badger, and Eitr Warg. Fitted on her knuckles are spiked armored gauntlets. She, too, wore the red and black claw tribal markings on her cheeks and bare shoulders. She dropped to a knee and bowed to Sága.

"Ah, thou art Vör's younger sister?" Sága queried to the young woman.

"I am, Lady Sága."

"And she is currently defending Asgard with her fellow Valkyries, is she not?"

Nodding, Scrutolf replied. "Correct and with her tigris companion as well. I wish she were fighting with me and our people."

Sága smiled. "I understand, but we art fighting the same enemy. Although she's not present with us, Vör will be with us in spirit."

Scrutolf took a deep breath and sighed. "Yes."

Wulfhroc turned to fifth member. "Thou will remember our immovable force, Wolfgang!"

A 7'2 foot tall behemoth emerged from the Sjau'Wulf group. Standing out due to his height, Wolfgang had other defining attributes that made him unique among the Homo Yggr. His hair is short, spiky, and platinum blonde. His eyes are baby blue. He wore leather straps intersecting over his chest coupled with armored brown pants and boots. He also had on a gray Eitr Warg pelt over his head, shoulders, and back that covered most of his armored shoulder guards. He also wore red, black, and blue tribal wolf claw markings over his cheeks, center chest, and back. The giant man bowed to Sága. "Thou art looking quite beautiful as ever, Lady Sága. Thou will not have much to fear with us to protect Yggdrasil and thee."

"Yes, and I can count on thy light humor to lift the mood," Sága kindly replied.

"Hey, dost not forget me!" A raspy voice yelped out, garnering Wolfgang and Wulfhroc's attention.

"Oh, right. We cannot forget thee, Wolfdregil, our fastest and nimble member," Wulfhroc acknowledged a smaller, 5'4 feet tall Homo Yggr man climbing over and onto Wolfgang's left shoulder. He had spiky neck-length dark brown hair and light brown eyes.

"Thou best not forget me! I hast the fastest hands and biggest mouth of the group! Without me, thou be in trouble!" Wolfdregil boasted despite his obvious size difference compared to his colleagues. He took out a sling.

Wolfdregil wore a sleeveless dark blue embroidered shirt. He had on dark brown leather pants and footwear made from Vangr Hross hide. He wore a belt full of choice weapons and tools, including but not limited to blades, knives, arrows, explosive orb bombs, and his trusted sling.

"Oh yes, how couldst we forget thee?" Sága chortled.

"Mother, shouldst we be laughing at a time like this?" Skuld asked her.

"No, but even at the darkest times, we must find ways to bring light. Even if through laughter."

Scrutolf scoffed. "Too bad, the jokes from Wolfdregil art very drab."

Wolfdregil snapped. "Hey, thou better take it back, beast woman! My jokes art better than thy attempts!"

Scrutolf shot an electric bolt from her body, which spooked Wolfdregil. "Thou were saying?"

Wolfgang chuckled. "Come now, let us get along, friends."

Wulfhroc then called forth the seventh member. "And last, thou know her as a former princess from an extinct tribe that inhabited near Yggdrasil's outskirts. Our assassin with skills that match Wolfhetan, Vulfolaic."

Standing at 5'9 feet tall, an alluring Homo Yggr woman with long, back-length straight black hair and yellow eyes approached Sága. She had on a beige thin-strapped loincloth and a thin strapless crop top. She wore a multi-feather necklace, thin light brown forearm bands, and thin wristbands. She also had on a beige forehead guard and light brown sandals. A gray Eitr Warg pelt adorned her shoulders and back. She took out hand blades and displayed them for Sága.

"No longer am I princess of my decimated tribe. Now I serve thy people and will protect Yggdrasil at the cost of my life," Vulfolaic respectfully addressed the sage.

"And thou art an adept air manipulator. Those skills will prove useful in this battle," Sága stated. "Yes, and we hast our other allies to fight with us." She looked up as a 300 foot tall forest spirit resembling a multi-branched, antlered deer stood behind them. It had wood brown body fur with a royal blue underside. The forest spirit's royal blue scanned the Lokar forces and grunted fiercely, bothered with the Lokar's presence. "Yes, Eikþyrnir, we shalt drive these invaders from our land. And I see, thou hast brought Hræsvelgr."

Then, the 700-foot tall eagle, Hræsvelgr, walked beside Eikþyrnir. It had a feathered body covered with greyish brown feathers with white highlights and a white tail. Its yellow topaz eyes scoured the Lokar side and looked up at Yggdrasil, the foundation of the Nine Realms and a living sentient being that has existed since near the beginning.

Towering over everyone and thing present, the World Tree stood an astonishing 2,000 feet in height. Serving as the foundation of the Níu Heimar, its roots held these Nine Realms and provided the interconnected pathways to the realms. It was surrounded by walls of mist so thick no outside light can penetrate it. The very surface of this ancient tree was covered in various flora and fauna. Its surface was bioluminescent, creating the atmosphere of an off world, alien forest. Created by the gods and a part from Ymir's body, Yggdrasil became the central, tenth realm. It served as the avatar of order and contrasted with Níðhöggr's chaos. During the recent Fimbulwinter, Yggdrasil provided the Hoddmímis holt to help the Homo Yggr survive the harsh winters that plagued it and the Nine Realms.

The World Tree responded to the Lokar threat and gave off a dark green aura as a warning display to scare off the invaders.

Climbing on Sága's right shoulder, a small red squirrel with a white cream underside appeared. It had a head to body length of 19 to 23 cm. and a tail length of 15 to 20 cm. Its onyx eyes looked at Sága, who tapped and patted the squirrel's head. It gave an audible chattering, which the sage could understand.

"I know, Ratatoskr. We will not let these invaders bring harm to Yggdrasil. It is my sworn duty."

"Lady Sága, we hast a situation! The invaders hast brought Níðhöggr!" Eric called out to the sage.

Upon hearing this, quiet fear became instilled in the Homo Yggr. Sága and her worst fears became realized when Ginnungagap's avatar, Níðhöggr, appeared from a giant portal. The Primordial Dreki's loud haunting roar was felt.

"The chaos bringer," Skuld whispered fearfully.

Clenching her staff, Sága responded courageously against this adversity. "My Homo Yggr people and associated, dost not fear the chaos bringer! We shalt defend Yggdrasil and drive these Lokar back to which they came!"

"And we will dost so with no fear! We cannot let the enemy destroy the foundation that supports the entire Nine Realms! If we lose, everything shalt be lost!" Harald rallied the Homo Yggr community and the spirits.

As her mother and husband's words touched her, Skuld resolved from her previous fears. "Yes, we art together. And we shalt not let the chaos bringer be what drives us away and abandon our duties!"

The Battle of Yggdrasil began and was sparked with an all out war. The Lokar forces that attacked consisted of The Primordial Dreki, the evil Norns (Aglaohilde, Thelxielinde, & Peisigunde) and Sköll & Hati. They came with no mooks. Instead, Níðhöggr was the single destructive force that the Homo Yggr fought against.

Yggdrasil readily defended itself against Níðhöggr's advance. Massive, tree trunk shaped branches protrude outward and kept Níðhöggr at bay. Thousands of vines then whipped out and seized the Primordial Dreki, allowing the thousands of Homo Yggr to attack. Swords and knives were drawn. Fiery arrows were shot at the behemoth. Sága, Skuld, Harald, and the Sjau'Wulf led the Homo Yggr to defend Yggdrasil. Eikþyrnir droved its antlers into the Primordial Dreki's left knee. Hræsvelgr dove from the air and tore at Níðhöggr's face with its talons.

In response, the Primordial Dreki unleashed a loud bellow accompanied with strong shockwaves that knocked away most of its opposition, killing tens and sending a hundred Homo Yggr falling to their deaths. Sága used her staff to save many Homo Yggr, lessening the gravity and preventing anymore Homo Yggr to fall. She conjured gravitons into numerous weapons and constructs, which she provided for herself, Skuld, and Harald to use to fight Níðhöggr. Sága invoked her staff and slowed the flow of time around Níðhöggr. However, Níðhöggr kept moving, seemingly unfazed by Sága's time manipulation.

"Mother, why is thy time magic not affecting the chaos bringer?!" Skuld asked with concern.

"It is barely able to slow it, but the Primordial Dreki hath developed immunities to time and space magic! Most of my power will be ineffective against it!"

"Lady Sága, look out!" Harald called out to the sage.

The Primordial Dreki expelled another shockwave that knocked away more Homo Yggr, including Sága. The force overwhelmed and sent Sága sailing far from her daughter and Harald. As she seemingly fell to her demise, a branch from Yggdrasil reached out and grabbed the sage. Sága landed safely and breathed with relief.

"Thank thee, Yggdrasil," she said as Ratatoskr poked its head out of her chest pocket. She patted his head. "Yes, we art safe, my little friend."

"Mother!" Skuld called out for the sage.

"Skuld, thy mother was saved by Yggdrasil, but we shouldst look for thy Norns!" Harald reminded his wife.

"Yes, we shouldst look for them!"

As the couple went to look for the Norns, Aglaohilde and Sköll & Hati intercepted their path.

"Going somewhere?" Sköll evilly chortled, eyeing Harald.

Hati confronted Skuld. "Or, perhaps thou wouldst like to get devoured like when we ate Sól and Máni!"

"Thou two devoured Sól and Máni?!" Harald exclaimed in disbelief.

"I am afraid this is where thou end," Aglaohilde smirked evilly.

Brandishing a sword named Skulubrandr, Skuld fiercely glared at the wolves. "Out of our way, foul beasts!" She and Harald engaged the wolves and the evil Norn leader.

While Harald conjured mystic fiery blasts at the wolves, Skuld engaged her evil Norn counterpart. Taking a swing with her sword, Skuld nearly slashed Aglaohilde. In the midst of combat, Aglaohilde's eyes hardened and irises contracted. Upon entering her feral state of mind, Aglaohilde attacked quicker and more fiercely. Skuld guarded against Aglaohilde's strikes with her sword. Then, in an act of self defense, Aglaohilde sprayed some kind of pheromone mist from her armpits. Not taking any chances to breath in potential poisons, Skuld had enough sense to distance herself from the evil Norn.

"That was close!" Skuld cried out.

"Art thou ok, Skuld?!" Harald called to his wife.

"I am now, but we cannot let our guard down."

"Thou art telling me!" Harald ran and lured the wolves after him.

Aglaohilde giggled. "Thou were lucky, Skuld. Had thou been caught in that mist, thou wouldst hast become my slave."

"A slave to thee?! Preposterous!"

"Heh, thy Norn sisters and their lovers may not be so lucky wherever they art."

Realizing this, Skuld gasped. "No."

xxxxx

As the battles raged on around Yggdrasil, Urðr & Verðandi united with Haakon and Eric, but their reunion was cut short when the evil Norns attacked and kidnapped the good Norns's lovers. When the Norns headed off after them, they saw with sheer anger and disgust when they saw the evil Norns and their men are already fully nude and making out with their men.

"What art thou doing to our men?!" Urðr snapped.

Verðandi growled and pointed at the evil Norns. "And how dare thou make love with them!"

However, the evil Norns chuckled amusedly at their accusations. As they planned to have sexual intercourse and to mate with the men, they hoped Yggdrasil was destroyed in hopes for the Primordial Dreki to establish Ginnungagap to become the new foundation after Ragnarök.

"Oh, but dost thou not see?" Thelxielinde chortled. "Not only do we hast hopes to see a new world with Yggdrasil removed, but we intend to replace thou three Norns. Our children, grown by these men's seeds, will become the new lineage that replaces yours!"

Peisigunde giggled as she fondled Eric's chest. "Or, maybe thou wouldst like to join us and we can procreate with thy men together?"

Verðandi retorted scornfully. "Never! Get off him now!"

Thelxielinde responded. "Now, why wouldst we dost that? Here, thy men willfully surrendered their bodies to us. Let us show thee." With that, she beckoned Haakon forward, who rose. His eyes were completely dull and lifeless. She put her foot in Haakon's face as he licked her soft soles and around her toes. The evil Norn let out a girlish moan as her cheeks blushed pink. The taste of the evil Norn's foot tasted like freshly grown peaches. She fondled Haakon's chest with her left hand and grabbed his penis with her right, making jerk-off motions to make him spray semen.

When Thelxielinde leaned over to kiss Haakon, Urðr interrupted the evil Norn and pushed her off. She and Thelxielinde rolled around, wrestling over who would kiss Haakon. They grabbed each other's faces as they fell right on top of Haakon. They both kissed Haakon at the same time. The man's lips met those of his woman and the evil Norn's. During the three-way kiss exchange, Urðr and Thelxielinde glared at each other, deciding who would ultimately win mating rights.

"Now, what art thou doing? He is mine," Thelxielinde gave a haughty scoff.

"No, Haakon is mine!" Urðr hissed as she slapped Thelxielinde's face.

Reeling from her mating rival's hard slap, Thelxielinde grinned, seemingly enjoying the pain. "Oh, is that how thou want to play?" She delivered a hard palm slap to Urðr's face.

Gritting after the slap, Urðr lunged at the evil Norn and choked her. Then, in a form of self-defense, Thelxielinde sprayed pheromones from her armpits as the sweet, fruit-scented aroma that engulfed Urðr. Breathing in the air, Urðr coughed from the misty pheromones entering her nostrils.

"What the Hel is this?! This smell… it is so… sweet…?" Urðr muttered as her mind seemed to loosen its resistance to the evil Norn's presence. Her mind became filled with strong sexual thoughts. The color in her eyes dulled. A depraved smile adorned the Norn's features as she rubbed her hands against her cheeks. "Oh… I… I feel so hot. Like I wanna fukka someone."

Chortling, Thelxielinde invited the mindless Norn. "Then, why dost we fukka this man here?" She pointed the Norn to Haakon.

"Ok!" Urðr eagerly nodded as she crawled over to Haakon, but the evil Norn stopped her.

"Hold on! Dost not get carried away." Thelxielinde intercepted her. "First, disrobe thy clothes like I hast."

Nodding, the brainwashed Norn removed all of her clothes until she was fully nude like the evil Norn and Haakon. Thelxielinde grabbed Urðr's hand and led her over to Haakon. The two women leaned down and pressed their lips against Haakon. During their three-way make out, the women caressed Haakon's chest and rubbed their breasts against Haakon's face. After that, the two had an idea. They exchanged perverse smiles as they kissed and tongue licked in front of Haakon.

"Now this is fukka great!" Haakon hollered, encouraging the two women.

"Mmmm," the ladies erotically moaned as they kissed.

Urðr pulled away and entertained the thought of pleasuring the evil Norn. Urðr turned Thelxielinde around as she spanked her buttocks and fingered the inside of the Evil Norn's ass with her right hand.

"Hit me harder! Thou call that a slap?!" Thelxielinde yelled as she moaned at the Norn fingering inside her.

Urðr used her left hand to undo Thelxielinde's ponytail, letting the evil Norn's beautiful hair loose. Then, Urðr shifted her left hand over Haakon's hardened penis and massaged it. While the Norn massaged her lover's penis, Thelxielinde stroked Urðr's beautiful cyan hair with her left hand and folded her right arm around Haakon's neck. Haakon rose and wrapped around both women's backs.

"Oh fukka, I feel hard!" Haakon gritted as he felt his penis harden from Urðr massaging it.

Thelxielinde then shifted her left hand over and massaged Haakon's penis. The Norn and the evil Norn massaged Haakon's hardened penis, eliciting a sexually aroused response from him. They moved over Haakon's chest, licking and sucking his nipples. Urðr sucked on the right one. Thelxielinde licked the left nipple. With a face drenched with sweat, Haakon let out painted groans and smiled. The women shifted over and licked his neck with their tongues sliding up to his chin. The two then lip locked with Haakon, engaging in an erotic tug of war between each other's tongues. The women settled their differences and shoved their tongues into his mouth. He returned the favor licking the tips of their tongues and their side cheeks.

As Haakon and Urðr continued kissing and licking around the evil Norn's lips, both of their tongues slid down to lick Thelxielinde's chin and neck. Pleased with the ongoing procedure, the evil Norn ordered her sex slaves to suck her index fingers, the right index was sucked by Haakon while Urðr sucked on the left one.

The evil Norn then requested Urðr to stand. "Good, now keep standing and spread thy legs open."

The brainwashed Norn complied and spread her legs out, revealing her clitoris and anal hole. Then, Thelxielinde and Haakon licked the standing Norn's vagina and ass. As they licked inside the Norn, Thelxielinde and Haakon's tongues touched each other. Haakon lied down for Urðr and himself to get into an oral-genital sex position. During this sexual exchange, Haakon continued licking over and inside her vagina while fingering her butt. In response, Urðr gave him a fellatio while holding the man's penis.

The Norn groaned while licking and sucking on his hardened penis. "Mmm, I love how firm and hard it feels."

"Keep sucking me, my love," Haakon said, feeling his penis about to climax.

As she caressed his butt, Thelxielinde licked the inside of Haakon's anal while her legs wrapped over and touched the back of Haakon's face and Urðr's legs. Haakon felt immense pleasure from being anally licked by the evil Norn. An erotic smile formed on Thelxielinde's face as she continued to thoroughly eat inside Haakon. Haakon felt his penis harden, which began pumping out white semen. As he climaxed, he spilled semen all over Urðr's face, who licked it off her face.

Then, Urðr mounted on top of Haakon with his penis inside her. Thelxielinde sat on Haakon's face for him to lick her vagina. Haakon's right hand grabbed Urðr's left hand, while his left hand held Thelxielinde's left hand. Both women embraced with Urðr's right arm folded over Thelxielinde's neck, and Thelxielinde's right arm around Urðr's neck. When they kissed, Haakon climaxed with both women.

Thelxielinde moaned pleasurably, feeling Haakon's tongue licking inside her. She let out a deeply sensual gasp and panted excitedly. Every breath from the evil Norn conveyed deep gratification toward Haakon pleasuring her.

"Oh yes! Yes!" Thelxielinde yelped excitedly, her tongue hanging out and her eyes rolling up at the back, the pupils vanishing altogether. She clenched Haakon tight and panted like a canine.

Haakon yelled out. "Oh, here it comes, Urðr!"

Urðr threw her head back as Haakon's semen spilled inside her. With a depraved smile, her eyes rolled back and her tongue rolled out. "Thou making me wet, Haakon!"

"Now, shove thy pole behind her!" the evil Norn demanded.

With that, Haakon straddled behind Urðr and thrust his penis through her vagina while they kissed. Thelxielinde licked and sucked on Haakon's testicles. After a few thrusts inside Urðr, he pulled his penis out for Thelxielinde to suck on before putting it back into Urðr behind. Then, Haakon and Thelxielinde licked and sucked on Urðr's modest breasts, the right for Haakon while Thelxielinde for the left.

"Mmm, so soft and luscious," Thelxielinde commented on the Norn's breasts.

Urðr grabbed the back of their heads and leaned over to kiss their lips. Thelxielinde wrapped her arms around their necks. Haakon wrapped his right arm around Urðr's stomach, while his left arm around Thelxielinde's back. The three lip locked and gave each slobbering kisses. They licked around their lips and faces.

"Mmm," the trio made out right as Verðandi looked on with disgust.

"Snap out of it! Urðr! Haakon!" Verðandi's words fell on deaf ears. She heard giggling from the opposite end as she glared daggers at the other evil Norn, who had Eric in custody.

"Dost not want to join? Very well, watch this!" Peisigunde taunted Verðandi. She used her well-endowed breasts to massage Eric's penis, eliciting some erotic moans. "Oh yeah! That's right! Keep fukka moaning for me, my Midgardian monkey slave!" She licked his cheeks, drinking the sweat seeping from his pores.

Having seen enough of the evil Norn mistreating her over, Verðandi screamed furiously. "GET OFF MY ERIC, THOU FUKKA HORA!" She rushed to attack the evil Norn and nearly punched her, but Verðandi sprayed a similar pheromone from her armpits.

Getting caught by the evil Norn's pheromones, Verðandi coughed and tried covering her mouth. She saw that this tactic turned her Norn sister into a sex slave. Being the stubborn and stronger-willed Norn between the two, Verðandi tried to resist Peisigunde's mind-controlling pheromones.

However, even Verðandi's strong will was domesticated and her mind became filled with sexual thoughts. The color of her eyes dulled. A depraved smile adorned the Norn's face.

"Excellent. Now, love, why dost thou take of thy clothing," Peisigunde requested.

Complying with the evil Norn's wishes, Verðandi stripped off her clothing until she was fully nude.

"Come here," the evil Norn beckoned the Norn to her and Eric.

As Verðandi crawled over, she kissed Peisigunde and Eric. The hatred between the evil Norn and the Norn was gone. Peisigunde had managed to domesticate Verðandi, turning her into her second sex slave. There was a sensual mood in the air between the three. They kissed and lip locked as their tongues touched each other simultaneously.

"Yes, thou two belong to me now. No one will save thee," Peisigunde giggled seductively as she caressed the back of Verðandi's head with her left hand while wrapping her right hand around Eric's neck. Peisigunde's right hand seized Verðandi's right shoulder. Eric's left hand caressed the right side of Peisigunde's body and fondled her right voluptuous breast.

Eric's right hand slid through Verðandi's buttocks and started fingering her vaginal area. He thrust his finger inside a few times, causing Verðandi to moan and pant.

"Oh, fukka that feels so good. Make me wet, Eric," Verðandi smiled delightfully as she blushed. She wanted more of him fingering her and eager to wet herself. She then caressed and spanked Peisigunde's ass with her right hand. The slap ended up sounding like the crack of a whip.

"Mmm! Fukka!" The evil Norn yelled and let out a relaxed erotic sigh.

Verðandi's left hand fondled Peisigunde's left large breast. Peisigunde's wet lips sucked the tip of Eric's tongue while Verðandi's lips kissed Eric's tongue and Peisigunde's lips. Verðandi and Eric then sucked on Peisigunde's voluptuous breasts. Verðandi sucked on the evil Norn's left well-endowed breast while Eric sucked on her right big-bosomed breast. They shifted over under her arms and licked her armpits while smelling the pheromones, which had the scent of melons. Verðandi licked her left pit and Eric licked the right pit. Then, they caressed her soft belly and kissed it back and forth. Their tongues licked Peisigunde's abdomen to her belly button.

"Mmmm, yes! Feels so good and relaxing. Dost I taste good?!" The evil Norn asked her sex slaves.

"Yes, thou taste like fruit!" The sex slaves responded to their mistress.

"Thou. Come here," Peisigunde beckoned Verðandi over. She whispered something into the Norn's ear. Both had perverted smiles as they eyed Eric's penis.

Both women licked and sucked their man's penis and testicles. They sucked so much that Verðandi started to feel something coming on.

"Oh," Verðandi moaned as she felt light-headed.

"Art thou ok?" Peisigunde queried to her sex slave.

"She is about to come out."

"Who?"

"The other me… and she is as obsessed with sexual intercourse as thee," Verðandi grabbed her face. "Fukka, she's coming, but I need to come first." With that, she shoved her fingers into her own vagina and forced vaginal juices to spill out. As she wet herself, this allowed the 'other personality' to fully surface.

"This is what I feared if we kept this going. Thou hast caused her evil personality to emerge," Eric informed the evil Norn.

Peisigunde was baffled when she faced Verðandi's dark personality,

Pulling her fingers out from her vagina, Verðandi panted and raised her head. An evil grin formed on her face. "Thou hast awakened me. Now thou two must be punished." Her red hair became dark purple and her blue eyes became yellow. The most notable feature was her modest breasts growing into well-endowed ones, matching Peisigunde's breast size.

Massaging and pressing her large breasts together, Verðandi licked her own lips. "Mmmm, how about I show thou a good time?! Eric, art thou ready to punish her?!"

Peisigunde was nearly beside herself and surprised by the Norn's transformation into her dark personality. Verðandi and Eric cornered the evil Norn. As she tried 'fighting back' with slaps and kicks, Verðandi scared her, giving Eric time to get behind the evil Norn. Eric then shoved his penis into Peisigunde's vagina area while the Norn spanked the evil Norn's butt.

"Oooh!" Peisigunde yelped a high-pitched girlish cry.

"Heh, dost not think thou get off easy, Eric!" Verðandi fingered Eric's butt with her left hand while wrapping his neck with her right arm. She pulled Eric into a hot, erotic kiss while he stradled and thrust his penis inside the evil Norn. Then, when Eric climaxed the first time, both he and Verðandi briefly licked Peisigunde's anal hole as their tongues touched each other to 'clean' the flith inside her butt cracks before Eric's penis was put back in.

"I guess thou do taste like fruit. Mmmm, but thou art going to experience the pains and pleasures from what I about to give thee!" Verðandi cackled as she put Peisigunde on the bottom. After removing his penis from Peisigunde's anal hole, Eric sat on top of Peisigunde's face for the evil Norn to lick the inside of his anal, as he and Verðandi came face to face. The lovers grabbed Peisigunde's left leg and licked her foot. Their tongues licked the soles and the spaces between her toes. It tasted like cherries to their taste buds.

"She dost taste very sweet," Eric remarked.

"I dost not know about her, but I can keep this going," Verðandi seductively smiled. Eric gets off of Peisigunde's face. Verðandi grabbed and wrapped an arm around Peisigunde's neck. "Hey, why dost thou taste thyself?!" She turned the evil Norn's neck and forced her to lick her own foot.

"Augh! I… I…!" The evil Norn felt her tongue being rubbed against her own foot.

"Now, come here, love," Verðandi pulled Peisigunde up as the trio's tongues simultaneously met once again. They kissed and licked each other's lips while the trio licked the soles of Peisigunde's foot. They continued to taste the fruit scent from the evil Norn.

"Oh fukka, now hold me, Eric!" Verðandi pulled him into an embrace. She then had him shove his penis inside her vagina. He thrust inside her and released his semen, filling her from the inside.

Peisigunde crawled over and got behind Eric, kissing and licking his neck.

"We love thee, Eric!" Verðandi and Peisigunde cried at the same time.

The erotic orgy between the Norns, the evil Norns, and their male lovers continued on beneath the undergrowth of Yggdrasil's many branches.

xxxxx

Asgard/Valaskjálf

Upon entering his royal chamber, Odin and Sleipnir passed through the hole in the wall Brynhildr had plunged through. The Allfather got off Sleipnir. He beckoned his steed off and told him to help the wolves against Fenrir. Once Sleipnir made his leave, Odin scoured his chamber. Gripping his spear, he shot out a magical bolt and blasted a section of his interior.

"Brynhildr! Come out and face me, cowardly beast! I know thou art here!" Odin bellowed. His face had taken on a savage look. No longer he was hunting a Valkyrie, but a devilish beast.

While Odin stalked his throne, Brynhildr hid behind curtains, not moving an inch. Her breathing was shallow. Once Odin turned his back, Brynhildr sprang her trap and conjured a hundred small portals, summoning and throwing hundreds of blades and sharp projectiles at Odin.

"Is this how thou fight me?!" Odin roared as he swung Gungnir and unleashed a powerful wave that nullified the blades.

Just then, he felt a sharp object being shoved through his back. He glanced over his back and sighted Brynhildr stabbing him with a blade.

"Heheh, thou hast gotten slower with age, fukka old man!" Brynhildr grinned evilly.

Odin brushed her off and pointed his spear, firing a magical bolt. Brynhildr quickly moved. The blast destroyed a wall, causing a painting to fall. When Odin glanced over the painting, his one eye saw Sigrdrífa's self portrait on the floor. When he ran over to retrieve, Brynhildr put her boot on top of the painting.

"Looking for something?" Brynhildr smirked. Her eyes fell on the self portrait. She curiously scanned it, seeing a reflection of herself, but she realized who it was. "So, this is the woman who gave birth to me?"

"Give me that portrait!"

Hearing Odin's angry plead, the Blood Valkyrie's malignant grin widened. She picked up the portrait.

"I see thou art so attached to this woman. Thou blame me for killing her during childbirth? Well guess what?" She shoved a blade through the portrait and tore it in half. "That is what I thinkest of that weak bikkje, fukka old man! She died a weak fool! Her only contribution was giving me life!" She tossed the portrait down and spat on Sigrdrífa's face.

"ENOUGH! THOU WILL NOT DISPARAGE HER!" Odin roared and fired another blast from his spear.

Brynhildr evaded Odin's blast and slipped behind the billowing smoke being built up from the destruction in the chamber. Using any chance to obscure her presence, Brynhildr kept out of Odin's plain sight. The sound of footsteps garnered the Allfather's attention away from the Valkyrie. Four Asgardian soldiers stormed into the chamber.

"Lord Odin, art thou ok?!" An Asgardian soldier queried to his king.

"Is the Teufelin here?!" The second Asgardian warrior asked.

"Thou art fools! Leave!" The Allfather warned them.

Just then, Brynhildr popped up behind the four Asgardians. She once again donned the white mask and silently got behind two of the warriors. She slit their throats with a blade. She then squeezed the back of their necks, causing blood to spray out of their slit neck wounds. The other two Asgardians charged at her. She threw another blade so fast it knocked off the third warrior's helmet and struck his forehead. Then, she ran up, grabbing the fourth soldier and put him in a headlock. She shoved a blade into the soldier's head, but didn't stop there. She stabbed his head multiple times. Then, she snapped his neck and pushed him down.

Breathing hard with the mask on, she removed it and smirked. "Know thy place, cretins!"

Seizing the opportunity, Odin conjured the power of Muninn and Huginn's Vé's Mandalas. He quickly used them to subdue the Blood Valkyrie. Looking to repeat the tactic he used to take away Brynhildr's power, he came close to doing just that. But, this time Brynhildr came better prepared as her trap was sprung. Ten portals opened up behind the Allfather and blades launched forward hitting his back. Odin fell with the blades piercing into his back. She ran up and ripped his eyepatch off before discarding it. She mounted his back and put a blade to his throat.

"I came better prepared, old man! Thou better try something better to best me!" Brynhildr chuckled. Gazing over the downed Allfather, a sadistic grin adorned his face. "Thou look pathetic. As pathetic as thy son Baldr. Yes, I give my absolute 'condolences'. No, that bikkje dost not deserve a hero's honor because he is a crying bikkje! If Loki killed him, he died like the bikkje he is! I bet he cried like a pure child and was afraid to die! But he is thy cowardly son! Baldr the Coward!"

Insulting Sigrdrífa was more than enough to anger him, but hearing this foul beast disparage Baldr the Blessed pushed him over the edge. Göndul and Skögul's insults were nothing compared to Brynhildr's. Gripping the spear tightly, Odin's anger fueled the mystic power coursing through his body, which repelled the Blood Valkyrie off him.

Odin roared with immense fury, his one eye glowed with mystic lighting. "THOU FUKKA BIKKJE! NO ONE DISPARAGES BALDR, MY SON! I DOST NOT WANT TO HEAR HIS NAME FROM THY DISEASED MOUTH! I SHOULDST HAST KILLED THEE WHEN I HADST THE CHANCE!"

Brynhildr dodged an incoming magical bolt and steered clear from the immense power radiating off Odin's divine aura.

Utilizing the borrowed shapeshifting power from Vili's Therianthropy, Odin's size grew bigger than the entire royal chamber. Brynhildr ran up and seized Odin's staff, sapping some of the Allfather's shapeshifting power to fight him with.

The foundation of the royal chamber collapsed as the two warriors grew into gargantuans. Odin's body length, from head to tail, grew 85 feet in length with a shoulder height at 20 feet. He became the large light gray-scaled sauropod dinosaur Dreadnoughtus. Gone was his thick white beard, now stubbles of white fuzz. His right eye remained blue.

In place of the Blood Valkyrie, a 15 foot tall, 30 foot long black theropod dinosaur appeared. She became a Dynamoterror. The tyrannosaur's entire back and frontal areas, including the neck and arms, are covered in black feathers. The unfeathered areas are covered in dark gray scales. Her underbelly is mostly white. Her golden eyes glared hungrily at the sauropod. Gaping her mouth, saliva dripped from her sharp, bone crushing teeth. She charged at Odin's direction.

In response, Odin swung his massive tail and kept her at bay. Twisting his long neck around, the Allfather sauropod gave a death glare at the bloodthirsty tyrannosaur. Vengeance over his son and Sigrdrífa was on his mind.

Brynhildr gave loud bellows mixed with horrific screeches. She snarled and stalked the larger sauropod. Odin let out a loud bellow mixed with a trumpet-like growl, lifting his front legs forward and stomping them down in front of Brynhildr. Following the dinosaur's stomp, divine magical bolts erupted from the skies and shot down from the Eternal Night laughing clouds. The bolts wiped out nearly all of the palace and created collateral damage to the surrounding buildings. This sheer powerful moment greatly symbolized Odin's wrath toward the Blood Valkyrie, venting out his full hatred for her years of verbal abuse and now her traitorous actions.

Brynhildr was nearly knocked off her feet, but Odin's daunting size didn't deter her from charging forward. She snapped her jaws at Odin, who stumbled back. The Allfather lifted his front legs forward and sent magical bolts. Brynhildr charged in and snapped her jaws at Allfather's head, but the Allfather moved back and swung his mighty tail forward, striking and sending the feral tyrannosaur hundreds of feet back. As Odin turned to see Fenrir fighting his wolves, he went to help Geri and Freki, but doing so let him drop his guard and Brynhildr mounted his back and bit into his back. Tearing and shearing off the sauropod's back flesh, Brynhildr greatly wounded Odin. She ripped off another chunk and drew out divine blood. Odin shook off Brynhildr and stumbled forward while favoring his wound.

Having tasted the Allfather's blood, Brynhildr craved more. She stalked toward Odin and snapped at his tail. Odin bellowed and delivered a quick tail whip, knocking Brynhildr down a slope. He tail whipped debris and buried the feral tyrannosaur under debris. Turning to assist his wolves, Odin stopped and turned toward Brynhildr, who powered out of the debris. She let out a loud screech and stumbled toward Odin. Odin stomped his front legs down, sending powerful magical bolts that knocked her down. He stomped once more and sent more magical bolts that pulverized Brynhildr, undoing her temporary animal transforming. She regressed and scaled down to her normal Valkyrie size. Having exhausted enough of his power, Odin scaled down his normal size and favored his gravely injured back. Blood seeped out from his back wound and drenched his cape.

Odin stepped over the fallen Brynhildr. Glaring hatefully with his one eye, he raised Gungnir preparing to deliver the final blow to his hated plague.

"Farewell, Teuflein," the old king muttered with scorn, channeling power through his spear.

Then, lunging out of nowhere came Fenrir, who knocked the Allfather down and bit his throat. On top of saving Brynhildr, he dealt a far more grievous injury to the Allfather. Odin fell to the ground and crashed onto piles of debris, which used to be his palace. The fallen king was left lying in the center of his former chamber. The incessant laughing of the Eternal Night echoed through Odin's ears as if they were laughing at his descent.

"Thou couldst not defeat me, Teuflein!" Odin yelled out at the Blood Valkyrie, vomiting divine blood from his mouth. "THOU ALWAYS PLANNED TO TAKE MY THRONE! IS IT ALL WORTH IT?! THOU HAST BROUGHT THE END TO ASGARD!"

Fenrir glanced over Brynhildr, who rose to her feet and walked over to Odin. Clenching her fists, the Blood Valkyrie drew more blood and punched him. She unleashed heavy fisted blows, enough to break off and shatter some of the Allfather's teeth. A few teeth went flying out. Her fists became drenched in Odin's blood.

Bleeding from his mouth, Odin screamed and cursed the Blood Valkyrie. "...THOU FUKKA BIKKJE! NO, THOU TEUFELIN! TEUFELIN! THOU ART THE TEUFELIN!" His blood-curdling protests rang into Brynhildr, who continued punching Odin's face until his face got smashed up by her blows.

Meanwhile, from afar, Kriemhild's Yami Andvaranaut glowed as the angry soul of the Valkyrie witnessed and cursed the witch.

"NO! THOU TAKETH CREDIT FROM ME! ODIN WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MINE TO KILL! MINE! MINE! THOU FUKKA BIKKJE! THOU WILL NOT GET AWAY WITH THIS!"

Ignoring the threats from the real Brynhildr, Kriemhild chuckled. "Calm down. I gave you what you wanted. You wanted vengeance on Odin and all of Asgard! I just made your wish come true, dear Brynhildr. Now, as we speak, I've already invoked images of you killing Odin for every Asgardian to see. They'll only see you killing Odin. In place of Fenrir delivering the killing blow, they'll see you committing the act. What you and Asgard don't even realize, my Illusion's Touch was placed into effect before the war even started. Heheh, won't this make you the biggest pariah Asgard has ever seen? Oh, as if your reputation hasn't been ruined enough! They now see you as the one who brought the apocalypse to Asgard. You are the bringer of Ragnarök!" She teared up with joy. "Isn't it just beautiful?!"

Brynhildr's soul inside the ring screamed furiously. "NO! I HATE THEE, FUKKA BIKKJE! THOU WILL NOT GET AWAY!"

"Ok, nighty night, Brynhildr," Kriemhild closed her hand over the ring. Her ears picked up on the resentment building toward Brynhildr's name. "There it is. The hate I'm hearing is music to my ears."

The Brynhildr illusion and Fenrir stood over the slain Odin. As Brynhildr turned satisfied with her kill, she watched Fenrir's front right leg exploded in gory fashion. The giant wolf roared and collapsed, leading to the arrival of Víðarr. Víðarr landed between the giant wolf and Brynhildr. He glumly and briefly eyed Odin's body. He fiercely glared toward Brynhildr and channeled Allfather's power through his hands.

"Father, thou knew this would be thy last day, but as my first intention as king, Brynhildr, prepare to meet thy end!" Víðarr ran steadfast toward Brynhildr.

In response to Víðarr's advance, Brynhildr conjured portals and unleashed a blade barrage. With a hand wave, Víðarr effortlessly knocked away the blades. As he reached for Brynhildr, Fenrir lunged forward and tried to do what he did to Odin. However, Víðarr's punched Fenrir's upper jaw and blew off the entire top half of the wolf's head.

"Thou art kidding! Thou hast the fukka old man's power?!" The Blood Valkyrie cried out in distress. She conjured a blade. "All I hast to do is kill thee and I will take the throne!" She rushed at Víðarr, tossed her blade at him.

"Try if thou can!" Víðarr ran at Brynhildr.

The warriors unleashed quick attacks, but Víðarr landed a few precise strikes on Brynhildr. Brynhildr felt pressure in her chest as bolts of lightning ruptured from out of her body. The Blood Valkyrie's upper body exploded as she collapsed in her own blood. Víðarr paced a foot atop Brynhildr's corpse.

"Father, I hast slayed the Teufelin!" As he walked over to pray to Odin's body, Kriemhild decided to dig the proverbial knife further into the real Brynhildr's fragile ego.

"Looks like you don't have your desired ending, Brynhildr. Too bad, so sad, but you can try and play this game again," Kriemhild chuckled. "Oh wait, that's right. You're dead! But, looks like the Allfather planned way ahead and chose his successor. How fitting his successor turned out to be his other son. But, hey, he can't do any worse than what would've happened if you took over Asgard."

The unrelenting fury of the Blood Valkyrie screamed inside the ring. "THAT THRONE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MINE FOR THE TAKING! IT DOST NOT BELONG TO THE SON OF THE FUKKA OLD MAN! VíðARR, THOU DIDST NOT KILL ME! HADST IT BEEN ME, I WOULDST HAST KILLED THEE WITHOUT EFFORT! THOU ART A FALSE KING FOR AN OLD MAN! I SWEAR VENGEANCE ON ALL THOSE FOREVER ASSOCIATED WITH THE OLD MAN! VíðARR, THOU AND THY HORA, EIR, CAN ENJOY THY THRONES, BUT KNOW THY WILL BOTH PASS ON TO HEL AND I SHALT ENJOY TORTURING THY SOULS!"

As the Blood Valkyrie angrily ranted, Kriemhild laughed over her petty revenge plans. "Oh, you'd love that, wouldn't you, Brynhildr? But, sadly for you, your soul's staying inside my ring. So, no revenge on the new king and his queen!" She closed her hands over the ring. "Listen to the cheers of your demise." She watched Víðarr reconvene with Eir as he announced Odin's demise and Brynhildr's downfall. "Víðarr has accumulated his supporters and they're celebrating your fall, Brynhildr. They see him as the savior that slew the Teufelin. And you will be painted as the hated pariah in Asgard's history books."

As Víðarr picked up Odin's spear, he raised Gungnir and took Eir's hand. Sleipnir, Muninn & Huginn and Geri & Freki arrived, bowing their heads to Odin's body. The animals then faced their new Asgardian king.

"In the previous Allfather's name, I shalt lead Asgard to victory!" Víðarr announced as Asgardian soldiers and Einherjar cheered for their new king.

"HAIL TO KING VíðARR!"

"DOWN WITH THE TEUFELIN!"

Víðarr and Eir turned to each other.

"Let us bring order to our Asgard, my Queen Eir."

Taking one last glance at illusion Brynhildr's corpse, Eir looked away. "Yes, my King Víðarr."

Observing the new Asgardian rulers rallying their army, Kriemhild followed them from a distance, but remembered something.

"One more thing before I say hello to the new Asgardian king and queen." She recalled a certain trickster and ordered Dreki-Andvari to take her to him.

xxxxx

Asgard

After a long duel, Loki and Heimdallr delivered fatal blows with their blades. Loki's blade was shoved through Heimdallr's throat. Heimdallr's sword was driven through the trickster's chest. Grasping the sword, Loki stumbled back. With blood spilling from his throat, Heimdallr fell to his knees. Heimdallr made a quick glance to his horse, Gulltoppr. Gulltoppr walked over to his rider.

"Go… find my daughter Geirskögul and escort her out of Asgard. Hurry. Dost me this favor, my friend." Heimhalldr tapped Gulltoppr's snout, his bloodied hand left crimson stains on the horse.

Neighing loudly, Gulltoppr pivoted away and galloped away. Though the steed was slightly injured, Gulltoppr didn't stop and followed for Geirskögul's scent.

Smiling, Heimdallr collapsed on the ground as plentiful blood spilled from his neck wound. Drawing his final breath, Heimdallr died from blood loss.

Loki quickly pulled Heimdallr's sword from his chest. He noticed the large amount of blood seeping from his chest. He heard the roar from Dreki-Andvari and looked up.

The dragon once again arrived and descended with Kriemhild. Kriemhild floated off the dragon's back and landed beside Loki. As Loki collapsed, she lent him a hand.

"I've got you, my friend. Dear me, you're bleeding to death!"

"I shalt live once thy can heal me."

"Oh, I'm sorry, but I don't think I can."

Upon hearing the condescending tone from Kriemhild, Loki turned to her in befuddlement. "What art thou trying to sayeth? Thou cannot or will not?"

Kriemhild calmly replied. "The latter. I've spoken with the dark matter. Do you remember I told you how ambiguous your fate would be?"

"Yes, why?"

"Well, I lied. You do die here."

"What?"

A conniving grin adorned Kriemhild's features. She then lowered her eyes to Loki. "I'm the one who kills you!" Before Loki can utter a word, she quickly grabbed the trickster's head and flayed his entire face off. She ripped off not just his face, but the muscle tissues underneath.

With all his skin and muscle torn off, only a grotesque skeletal face with eyeballs and a tongue hanging out was left. Loki's entire skeleton face twitched, letting out hoarse screams. Grabbing his head, Loki collapsed. Kriemhild then cast her Seiðkona Flames, a mix of her green and purple flames, which engulfed and burned the trickster alive. Loki painfully screeched and rolled around.

Kriemhild chortled and briefly played with Loki's skin face like a puppet. Then, to add further humiliation, she wore his face skin over her face and mimicked him, complete with his accent. "Look at me, I'm Loki! What trick shalt I play on who today?! Oh, and I'm such a whiny loser who got duped by a complete stranger!" She pulled off Loki's face skin and burned it with green flames.

Once Loki's body stopped moving, Kriemhild glanced over his burned corpse.

"With that extra baggage out of the way, we can get this hellfest going!" Kriemhild declared. Taking out Völva's grimoire, she invoked an incantation and summoned Draugar and Proto-Draugar behind her. She also revived all the slain Asgardians, including the four soldiers Brynhildr murdered.

Awaiting her orders, Kriemhild's Draugar and Proto-Draugar let out bellows and sluggish moans.

"Yes, let's unleash some fucking hell and tear Asgard asunder!"

xxxxx

Dimension: PV-18/Yggdrasil/Urðarbrunnr

As Sága paused the screen, the guests let everything they've seen sink into their heads and mulled quietly.

Skyler broke the silence. "I've seen everything, but I don't believe our battles even comes close to the sheer scale of this war."

Louis added. "This is Ragnarök we're speaking about here."

Ann queried. "What does Teufelin mean?"

Skuld answered. "It means the female devil. Brynhildr was named as such by Odin."

Makoto nodded dismissively. "That's an appropriate name for her if you ask me."

Jack asserted. "Even if that was an illusion, that name fits her beast nature."

Yakumo then changed the subject. "Speaking of shitty Valkyries, did anyone enjoy those two shitheads getting their comeuppance? I'm not someone who enjoys rape, but had it coming for disacrating a man's own funeral and treating others like they're garbage."

Ryuji remarked. "Dude, that was some twisted hentai shit."

Makoto responded with furrowed brows. "As disgusting as that was, I still have no sympathy for those two. After the disrespect they gave Baldr, karma came and got them."

Sitting with arms crossed, Haru concurred. "I'm not shedding any tears for them."

Mia scoffed. "Me either. Though I hoped they'd die."

Skyler added. "Honestly, death is too good for those two bitches."

Skuld scowled. "Well, thou art not going to get any arguments from me, my mother, and the family."

Sága nodded. "Yes, and it hast been documented those two would hast been taken to Jötunheim to breed for Hrym. But, something prevented that from happening."

Hifumi addressed another topic. "And Brynhildr finally got her revenge."

Ren corrected her. "Brynhildr's illusion did because the real one's soul was trapped inside that ring."

Hifumi replied with a smile. "Yes, of course. Regardless, she got her hands on Odin. I didn't like seeing her destroy that painting of her mother."

Harald sighed. "The Blood Valkyrie was not loving to anyone but herself. She only ever came close with Sigurd."

Sága asserted. "But beyond, a monster such as her only sought power. However, me and my people knew Kriemhild was responsible and Brynhildr is an innocent party."

Skyler was taken aback. "You knew Brynhildr wasn't truly behind the attack on Odin and Asgard."

Skuld replied. "We hast. We saw through Kriemhild's illusions."

Eric added. "Our wives and Lady Sága possess magic to dispel illusions and that helped expose the truth to us."

Cheza eagerly added. "We wouldst never disrespect our mother like Brynhildr dost to hers!" She then hugged Skuld.

Blue then hugged Skuld as well. "We love our mother!"

Skuld was emotionally touched. "Thank thee, children."

Ryuji spat out. "Are we gonna forget that Odin and Brynhildr turned into freaking dinosaurs?! How cool was that?!"

Yusuke responded. "That was not quite what I expected."

Akechi shook his head. "Well, Loki sure met quite a gruesome and underwhelming fate. At least, he got to learn about his father and who knew Loki's father were those ravens Muninn and Huginn."

Eva added. "And his uncle got turned into Odin's wolves."

Jack snorted. "That just tells me how much of a dick Odin. I didn't feel bad seeing him die."

Ann concurred. "Some of these supposed heroes and good guys are flat out jerks and psychopaths."

Morgana nodded. "There's hardly anyone to cheer for."

Skuld asserted. "Well, there is us to cheer for when we defended Yggdrasil from Níðhöggr and its followers."

Louis smirked. "Of course and what a war that was. You and your people are very easy to cheer for."

Haru nodded. "So far, only the Homo Yggr, the Valkyrie Fimm, Eir, Sigrún, Thrúd, and a few others are the only likeable good guys. Some of the villains like Loki are quite tragic."

Makoto concurred. " I believe that's the general consensus among us."

Harald informed the guests. "The Evil Norns intended a divide and conquer strategy to weaken our defenses. That strategy worked. This wouldst allow Níðhöggr to devastate the tree."

Skuld faced her Norn sisters. The trio showed looks of contempt for the Evil Norns. Knowing the guests saw the orgies occur, Urðr expressed embarrassment, but Verðandi gritted her teeth as she tried her hardest to conceal her anger. The mental scars from these orgies still affected them immensely.

Ren spoke up. "We won't ask regarding what happened with you two and your husbands."

Futaba quickly turned to Verðandi. "But how in the world did you end up with a split personality?"

Before answering, Verðandi growled only to be calmed by Eric. She deeply sighed. "Well, thou see. As a Norn, I wanted to learn more about the Nine Realms. One day, I heard of a magic potion that grants one more wisdom. Then, I learn it didst nothing but awaken this new, dark personality. That other me was born from my inner most darkest, sensual desires."

Eric sighed. "It is a side I am most afraid of."

Yakumo smirked. "I can understand why."

Ryuji spat out. "Dudes, that Norn orgy looked like something straight out of a hentai anime!"

Futaba snickered. "More like a hentai doujinshi if you ask me."

Yusuke shook his head. "How shameless for you two to say."

Ryuji quickly slapped the artist's back. "Dude, you've drawn a few nudes! C'mon, guys like us would want to masterbate to these scenes!"

Ren and Skyler both responded dully. "Not us."

Ann scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Ren is a married man, Ryuji. And I'm going to tell Miyako you're thinking of fapping to goddess porn."

Upon hearing this, Ryuji submissively pleaded. "Eeep! Please don't."

Nadia faced the two Norns. "If you wanted to know what they were talking about..."

Urðr covered her ears. "No, I think we hast heard enough! And there art children here for Yggdrasil's sakes."

Verðandi growled and gritted. "We wish never to be reminded of that incident! Let us never speak of it again."

Skuld palmed her face. "I am relieved this never happened when I fought Aglaohilde. I wish I couldst saved thee, my sisters."

Skyler shook his head. "Oh lord. Can we get to the next scenes please?"

Io concurred. "Yes we can. The final act is upon us."

Makoto bit her bottom lip. "So, this it."

Ren addressed. "Let's not expect a happy ending, because I don't see any good coming out of this."

Louis clarified. "It is the Asgard's, but I'm curious what role Kriemhild and the Yami Matter have in these final stages."

Waving her staff again, Sága played the next scene. "Let us see how it all ends."

xxxxx

Dimension: Wulf-Edda/Asgard

Making her escape from the invading Proto-Draugar and Draugar hordes, a woman with short brown hair and garbed in a purple gown tried to find her way out of this living nightmare. Having witnessed colleagues being devoured by Proto-Draugar, she barely escaped with her life. She slipped behind a straw-covered barrier and waited for some Proto-Draugar to stalk by. Ghoulish moans from these undead creatures sent chills down the vigilant woman's spine.

When the Proto-Draugar passed by, the woman ran from her hiding spot. She darted toward a path leading out of the local vicinity.

"Almost out of here! Yes, I hast made it…!" However, the woman fell back upon hitting someone in her way. She looked up and her eyes widened in despair. Her mouth twitched. "No, it cannot be. Thou shouldst not be alive!"

Völva appeared to the woman like a ghost from her past. A cruel smile adorned the dark sorceress' face.

"Fulla! Thou shouldst be dead!"

However, Völva humored her. "Thou wish I were dead, Hollie. I am not sorry to disappoint thee." She forged green fire in her fingers. "Thou hast aged since we last met. Thou hast gotten feeble, but I remain beautiful in my appearance."

"Please, I am sorry. I never meant to torment thee! Spare me!"

An angry scowl formed on Völva's face. "Thou art a coward, Hollie. Thou thinkest thy crimes will go unpunished?! For all thou hast done to me?!" She scornfully yelled at her. Her eyes shot wide open as she looked as if she were in a psychotic trance.

"NO!" Hollie screamed as Völva used her magic to pull two large blocks together, barricading and cutting Hollie's only escape route. "PLEASE! DOST NOT KILL ME!"

"TOO LATE!" Völva screamed as her face contorted with anger. "Now, I will take more than that hair I burned from thy head!" She quickly fired a thin beam of green flames that pierced through Hollie's chest, opening a giant chest wound with blood spilling out.

As Hollie collapsed face first onto a pool of her blood, Völva stepped over her.

"Now thou can die and become my stepping stone," Völva muttered as she hummed a song to herself amidst the hundreds of Asgardian civilians being killed by the crossfire. She walked by, ignoring the Proto-Draugar savagely devouring and ripping apart civilians like a free course meal. "Everyone of thou can die and become food for these creatures. I can sense the life of the Allfather hath faded. Asgard no longer hath a leader. Yes, now the end of Asgard is at hand!" She laughed gleefully as she watched Kriemhild and Dreki-Andvari flying thousands of feet above her.

"Yes, now let's raise the dead back to life! Arise, my lovely undead!" Kriemhild shouted as he used her ring to send a dark wave of mystic power that revived the deceased Asgardian civilians and soldiers.

Upon being revived, the undead Asgardians rose in mass numbers. As they rose, the life they had in their eyes become glassy and pale. The sounds of low, ghoulish moans filled the ravaged land with horror and absolute dread. Others, namely the Asgardian soldiers, were revived as plain Draugar and let out brutish bellows. Even Hollie arose as a Proto-Draugr. Additionally, the presence of Kriemhild's Eternal Night sent waves of unholy energies, enough to augment the Proto-Draugar's physical powers.

Hollie and the other Proto-Draugar's faces contorted. Their visages transformed into horrific, demonic faces. Their teeth grew out sharper than before. They let out a chorus of blood-curdling screeches that became a fitting melody for the apocalyptic scenery. They became undead eldritch abominations, now hellbent on biting and devouring anything that got in their way. Not only were Asgardians targeted, but Lokar members were attacked.

Hollie demonically screeched and lunged at a random Frost Jötunn. She bit into his neck and ripped out a huge chunk of his throat flesh, causing him to bleed profusely. Other Proto-Draugar attacked random Asgardian and Lokar people.

"Heheh, yes! Let's have some fun now!" Kriemhild maniacally laughed as she cast another spell, controlling the undead hordes.

A massive number of Proto-Draugar and Draugar piled on top of one another, forming one giant amassed undead tower. The undead hordes then collapsed, forming a tidal wave that spilled over and wiped out enemy mooks, including a portion of Hel's own undead army.

"Oh, they were with Hel's army? Oh well, not like they mattered. Not my problem. They're all expendable to me." Kriemhild casually shrugged.

Having sensed Hollie's resurrection through necromancy, Völva was satisfied knowing her tormentor unwillingly joined the mindless undead. She walked away, leaving the undead to devour everything in their wake.

xxxxx

Mercilessly unleashing devastating blasts, the Unmoralisch Heljar Kyn wiped out a fleet of Asgardian soldiers. The three-headed abomination turned its sights on a group of archers led by Ölrún. Ölrún and her archers fired a barrage of arrows, piercing the creature's body. The right Gudrun head expelled a black beam that blasted away half of the archers.

"Dost not give up! We must protect Asgard at all costs!" Ölrún rallied her archers. She fired an arrow, which hit squarely in the left Gunnar head.

As the giant creature prepared to crush Asgardian soldiers under its foot, an icy wind engulfed the behemoth's leg and froze it. After freezing the creature's right leg, Skaði stepped aside, letting Vör and her pet Kuningaz tigris charge through. Vör and her tigris crashed into and broke apart the behemoth's frozen leg into pieces. Collapsing under its leg without a leg, the Unmoralisch Heljar Kyn was handicapped. Jörð unleashed a barrage of rocks, sending them toward the Unmoralisch Heljar Kyn. After taking out a flail, Geirdriful unleashed her skin piercing threads, which she used to slice up and skewer through the creature's body. After cutting off its other leg and two of its heads, it was left with only its central head.

"We hast the monster down, Ölrún!" Geirdriful shouted to her Valkyrie colleague.

Throwing off her hoodie, Ölrún jumped into the air and unleashed her Crippling Shot arrow, which burned with flames and pierced through the monster's chest. Then, Jörð and Vör brought the Unmoralisch Heljar Kyn down with devastating punches to its central face, delivering the killing blow.

Even after slaying the Unmoralisch Heljar Kyn, Ölrún, Geirdriful, and the others were surrounded by Kriemhild's Draugar and Proto-Draugar. The undead creatures swiped at and attacked the Valkyries and the tigris.

"We art surrounded!" Skaði shouted, shooting icy beams that froze a couple of Proto-Draugar Mountain Jötnar.

"Dost not give up, Skaði! We art proud Valkyries of Asgard!" Vör rallied her friend as she punched a Proto-Draugr. She and her tigris pet took down a Proto-Draugr Mountain Jötunn.

"Easy for thou to sayeth! We art outnumbered!" Jörð cried out, kicking large stones at several Frost Jötnar Draugar.

Upon readying some arrows, Ölrún witnessed her archer companions being devoured by Proto-Draugar. She tried looking away in disgust, shaming herself for not saving her colleagues.

"They gave their lives for thee, Ölrún! We must not let their sacrifices be in vain!" Geirdriful shouted, tying up and shredding several Proto-Draugar with her threads.

"Yes," muttered the Huntress Valkyrie. She turned around as a horde of Proto-Draugar charged at her. Throwing open her cloak, Ölrún fired a barrage of flamed projectiles, which exploded into a wave and engulfed the undead creatures. She not only helped clear a path with her Nordic Firestorm, but eradicated most of the undead.

However, a few Proto-Draugar managed to bypass the flames and sneaked up on the Valkyries. A few managed to get on Jörð as they pinned her down and bit into her flesh. Vör ran over to save her tigris from Draugar mauling the beast with their weapons. A spear from a Frost Jötunn Draugar ran through Skaði's torso. Then came a barrage of fiery arrows. Ölrún's Agilaz's Volley took out most of the undead, saving the three Valkyries, though Skaði looked worse for wear and Jörð sustained grievous bite wounds.

Ölrún and Geirdriful had their backs against the other. More Proto-Draugar and Draugar surrounded the two Valkyries.

"Art thou ready to throw thy life away, Geirdriful?" The Huntress Valkyrie queried, readying a fire arrow.

"They keep coming. What else can we do now?" The Thread Valkyrie seemingly resigned to her impending fate.

"Come, let us not keep Egil waiting for us," Ölrún remarked, her face became resolute in the face of the undead abominations.

Geirdriful coolly smiled. "Yes, Egil cannot afford to worry. Let us win and return to him alive."

As the undead creatures rushed in to attack, Ölrún and Geirdriful fought back with a combination of fiery arrows and flesh skewering threads. The wails of the undead filled the dire atmosphere followed by the fierce battle cries from the Valkyries.

xxxxx

Having witnessed Kriemhild turn Draugar and Proto-Draugar forces loose on both sides, Surtr's demonic eyes were opened to the chaotic witch's true intentions. His previous suspicions of her were brought to light.

The Muspelheim ruler growled, conveying his disdain toward Kriemhild's overall attitude toward this war. "This madness has gone too far! Kriemhild's turned our Draugar forces against both sides!" He scanned his Muspelheim forces, and not one of them were revived by Kriemhild to become an undead puppet. "Yes, the witch dost not hast the means to convert my warriors! We are immune to such underhanded trickery as necromancy!"

The Fire Jötnar and Dämonen fiercely bellowed in loyalty toward their leader. When a horde of Proto-Draugar and Draugar rushed at them, a couple of Fire Jötnar burned them. Some Dämonen not only fought off some Proto-Draugar Mountain Jötnar, but eradicated them along with Asgardians. Seeing a few Asgardians being burned reminded Surtr of his original intention.

As he raised his sword, Muspelbrandr, Surtr bellowed fiercely. "Dost not forget, my Muspelheim followers! I shalt be the one to bring Asgard's end! I will be the one to bring forth Ragnarök before that Kriemhild woman!" With that, the Muspelheim ruler's already immense size slowly grew. His sword easily reached past the tallest of Asgard's structures. The roars of the growing behemoth shook Asgard.

Witnessing Surtr grow into a giant, Kriemhild chortled while still sitting atop Dreki-Andvari.

"Immune to my necromancy? You really think things ahead, don't you, Lord Surtr?" Kriemhild chortled. "Go ahead and burn everything in your way, but you are not taking my glory." She and Dreki-Andvari witnessed Einherjar armies eradicating Proto-Draugar and Draugar. "Those annoying Einherjar are also going to be a pain in the butt since they, too, are immune to necromancy." She then looked down and found Völva killing Asgardian soldiers. "Hey, Völva!" She called out to the sorceress.

Hearing her name, Völva looked up and scoffed. "What is it now? Thou art getting in my way of my revenge."

"Well, you wouldn't be here causing hell without me. Now, listen well. How about we pay Odin's son a visit?"

"And why shouldst I?" Völva snorted in irritation.

"It would be in your best interest, especially since I hold your life in my hand." With that, Kriemhild conjured a beating purple heart, which Völva recognized as her own. Before she could say anything, she felt a gripping pain in her chest cavity.

Upon clasping her throbbing chest, Völva panted hard as she glared into Kriemhild.

"O-ok! Stop! Stop now!" Völva pleaded to her successor.

Producing a whip in her right hand, Kriemhild struck Völva with her whip.

"Good, or you'll face the punishment of Attila's Wrath. This once belonged to Attila the Hun and was brought to my family as a gift following my father's death against Attila's forces. Now, I intend to use it on Odin's son, the new king of Asgard." Kriemhild referred to the whip by its given name.

"As thou wish! Now stop whipping me!" Völva pleaded and backed away from Kriemhild's whip.

"That's good to know. Now, let us depart and meet with Víðarr," Kriemhild grabbed Völva and placed her on top of Dreki-Andvari's back. "Oh, and I am going to need your full power for this."

"My full power? Surely thou dost not mean…"

A sadistic grin smeared over Kriemhild's face. "Yes, we're going to fuck them all up!"

xxxxx

Cut off from the ongoing bloody war between Asgard and the Lokar's forces against Kriemhild's undead, the modest-looking sister of the Feminine Valkyrie was greeted by her father's horse Gulltoppr. Along with Gulltoppr, Geirskögul carried her father's sword and horn.

Geirskögul mounted Gulltoppr and headed out of Asgard to convene with fleeing Asgardian survivors. On the way out, they stumbled upon her sister's Selkie Shrine, the temple monument representing Skögul's vanity. Just seeing this shrine brought terrible memories of her sister's egocentric attitude and views against her and the rest of their family.

"Skögul, thou hast brought nothing but shame and misery to me and father," Geirskögul muttered, tightly gripping her father's horn and sword. "Still, thou art family and I must find thee."

Suddenly, Dreki-Andvari flew over the vicinity where Geirskögul confronted the Selkie Shrine. Kriemhild and Völva observed Geirskögul, awaiting her course of action.

"Well, what do we have here?" Kriemhild curiously wondered. Tapping the ring, she communicated with Skögul's soul. "Don't mind me asking, but is that your sister down there?"

Skögul's soul inside the ring caught a glimpse of Geirskögul. "Th-That is Geirskögul? But, what dost she think she is doing?"

"Looks like she's about to leave."

"No, she cannot! Sister! Wait!"

Invoking the ring's power, Kriemhild connected a mental link between Skögul's soul and Geirskögul.

"Sister, wait! It is I, Skögul!"

Hearing her older sister inside her mind, Geirskögul was confounded. "Skögul? But, I dost not understand? How…?"

"It dost not matter! But, thou must help me! My soul is trapped in a ring belonging to a witch! But, my body…!"

Before long, Geirskögul's mind was shown images of Skögul and Göndul being neck tied by Hrym using ropes. She watched Skögul and Göndul being led into Hrym's ship. An uncharacteristically hedonistic look appeared on Skögul's face, which befuddled Geirskögul.

"But, thou art speaking to me, but why art thou and Göndul being taken captive by a Frost Jötunn now?"

"Yes, because my body was injured and violated by him and two revolting Dwarves! It was horrific and humiliating! And if that was not enough, a witch sealed me and my lover in this ring! Please save us, dear sister! I wouldst appreciate if thou wouldst save us…!"

Hearing her sister plead to her, Geirskögul took a moment to process this and returned with a growl. "And why shouldst I? After all all the disparaging remarks thou hast said about me and father?! And the horrible things thou and thy lover said about Baldr! Thou hast caused us misery!"

"But, sister! Please as a family to another…!"

"And how dare thou beg me to save thy hide! Thou hast brought this upon thyself! I hath not forgotten what thou sayeth about me! Thou sayeth I am dead to thee!"

"I didst not mean it, sister!"

Geirskögul angrily retorted. "STOP WITH THY LIES, SKöGUL! I HAST HEARD ENOUGH!"

"Sister, please listen…!"

"Thou art sayeth that as an excuse to save thy hateful self. Thou dost not care for my well-being! Thou dost not then and still dost not now!" She protested against the Feminine Valkyrie. Her scornful eyes faced the Selkie Shrine as an urge to destroy it burned within her. "Thou can only lie so much until I cannot stand it anymore! Father is gone! He probably wouldst find it hard to sayeth all I am telling thee now, but I am not father! I can clearly see through thy lies! I know if I tried to save thee, thou will maliciously kill me after tricking me to save thee!" She pulled out her sword and got off Gulltoppr.

"No, what art thou doing, sister?! Please! Dost not do anything thou will regret!"

"I no longer hast anymore regrets, Skögul! With the destruction of thy egocentric temple, I sever all ties with thee!" Geirskögul boldly declared, swinging her father's sword to deliver the first devastating blow to the Selkie Shrine.

Witnessing the foundation of her self-love, Skögul screamed with anger. "NO! SISTER! NO!"

Channeling destructive power in the sword, Geirskögul swung down and unleashed a devastating force that shattered areas within the temple. She swung around the sword and tore down walls. She then faced the seashell bed her sister and Göndul slept on. With a swing, she wiped out the seashell bed and shattered it in two.

Witnessing the destruction of her temple, Skögul roared with fury. "HOW COULDST THEE?! DAMN THEE! DAMN THEE, FUKKA SKREYJA! THOU DAUFI! THOU FUKKA HORA!"

"If thou were my sister, thou wouldst not call me by such horrid names. How unbecoming of someone who values their own outer beauty over thy love for family. Thou hast put so much emphasis on trivial matters like outer beauty and on thy lover, who is simply thy way of acting out a possessive desire to reinforce thy beauty instead of genuine love. Thou and Göndul can enjoy thy time together as slaves to this Frost Jötunn, who thou hast no business losing a battle to. What a humiliating defeat for thee, sister." As she finally saying her piece, Geirskögul turned and walked away, preparing to ride on Gulltoppr.

"GET BACK HERE, THOU FUKKA SKREYJA! I SWEAR THOU WILL REGRET THIS!"

As she climbed on Gulltoppr's back, Geirskögul responded to her mentally broken sister. "Dost not expect anyone to save thou and thy arrogant lover. Both deserve each other and thy current fates being horur for that Frost Jötunn. This is thy karmic punishment."

"I SWEAR THOU WILL NOT GET AWAY UNPUNISHED, THOU DAUFI! I SWEAR VENGEANCE UPON THY EXISTENCE!"

"Farewell, Skögul," she conjured a dark purple orb of light in her right hand. She compressed the orb, which she then tossed at the Selkie Shrine and obliterated it. Through this action, she swiftly severed ties with her sister and rode off with Gulltoppr to join the fleeing Asgardian civilians.

The Feminine Valkyrie's fury knew no bounds.

"THOU FUKKA BIKKJE! THOU DAUFI! THOU FUKKA SKREYJA! THOU ART FOREVER DEAD TO ME!"

As Dreki-Andvari flew ahead toward Víðarr and company's direction, Kriemhild grasped Andvaranaut and heard Skögul's incessant screaming. She couldn't help but chuckle at Skögul's expense.

"Looks like your sister has disowned you. And judging by every other Asgardian listening, they have no plans to save you and your masculine lover," Kriemhild openly taunted the Feminine Valkyrie's soul inside the ring.

"RELEASE ME SO I CAN KILL THAT BIKKJE!"

"No can do. I require you and the other Valkyries inside my ring. I have wonderful plans for all of you."

The Feminine Valkyrie turned her fury toward Brynhildr's soul. "THIS IS ALL THY FAULT, BRYNHILDR! THOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR BRINGING THIS WOMAN AND LOKI TO DESTROY ASGARD! AND THOU ART INDIRECTLY RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT HATH HAPPENED TO ME AND GöNDUL!"

Brynhildr angrily retorted. "THOU ART A STUPID, HAUGHTY BIKKJE! USE THY HEAD! I WAS KILLED BY THIS WOMAN WHEN SHE BURNED ME AND SIGURD ALIVE! THE ME WHO BROUGHT KRIEMHILD AND LOKI HERE IS AN ILLUSION!"

Skögul exploded with unbridled fury. "THOU ART LYING!"

Kriemhild chortled. "No, Brynhildr speaks the truth. I killed her before I initiated the first steps leading directly into Ragnarök. I even killed Loki after he had no further use for me." This revealing brought silence to the Valkyries' souls inside the ring.

Then, Sigrún calmly spoke the brief silence. "Do thou see now, Skögul and Göndul? Thy egocentric and disrespect for others hath brought thee here. There is no hope for anyone to save thee both. Our fates hath brought us inside this ring."

Göndul scoffed. "My lover and I will break out of here, and everyone who turned their backs against us will pay. Right, Skögul?"

"The first one to pay will be Geirskögul. Then, every Asgardian survivor. Then, that horrid Hrym and his entire Jötunheim kingdom. One day when I reclaim my body, his life will be mine! And dost not think I forgot about thee, witch!" She then directed her fury toward Kriemhild, who closed her fingers over the ring.

"Yes, yes, you can save it. I've heard it all before. Revenge this, revenge that, but I'm still here. Brynhildr could not even kill me." Kriemhild smirked fiendishly. "Nothing's going to stop me from seeing the apocalypse through to the very end! Now, onward, Dreki-Andvari! The grand finale is upon us!"

xxxxx

After Hrym walked the chained up Skögul and Göndul onto Naglfar, he heard the blood-curdling roars of his fellow Frost Jötnar being savagely torn apart and attacked by Draugar and devoured by Proto-Draugar.

"Lord Hrym, we art being attacked by Kriemhild's forces! She hath turned her forces against both sides!" A Frost Jötunn wailed before being killed by Draugar.

"It cannot be," Hrym witnessed his loyal warriors being massacred.

Skögul and Göndul both looked on with vacant and seductive looks on their faces. Without their souls, they might as well be walking horur dolls with no wills of their own anymore.

As Draugar and Proto-Draugar charged up into his ship. Hrym prepared to fight the undead hordes and defend his new horur.

"None shalt stop me from procreating and rebuilding my race!" Hrym rushed head-on with the undead entities.

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Asgard

Having reached close to the ruins of Odin's palace, Dreki-Andvari flew flew carrying Kriemhild and Völva. They noticed a few individuals amassed and out in the open. Víðarr, Eir, Sleipnir, and Odin's ravens & wolves stood their ground ready to save their kingdom.

"Why don't we greet the new leaders of Asgard?" Kriemhild suggested to Dreki-Andvari and Völva.

With no further objections, Dreki-Andvari descended and landed. Kriemhild and Völva got off the dragon's back. They walked over to confront Víðarr, Eir, Sleipnir, Geri & Freki, and Muninn & Huginn. In response to the enemies, electrical bolts surged through Víðarr's body. This reaction startled Völva, but Kriemhild remained calm and resolute.

Kriemhild then clapped her hands. "Well done, you two. Congratulations on becoming the new king and queen of Asgard. With Odin gone, you, Víðarr, are the new Allfather." Her calm gaze shifted from Víðarr and toward Eir. "And you, Eir, have once again taken the seat your pace as queen. If knowledge serves me, you are Frigg's reincarnation." She then pointed to Víðarr. "Meaning that you married and fucked your mother's reincarnation." Trying to make sense of it all, Kriemhild shrugged. "Eh, who am I to judge?"

"Thou art a fool to show thyself to us, Kriemhild," Víðarr warned the witch. "With Odin's powers coursing through me, I am the new Allfather that will end this war and rebuild a new Asgard from the ashes!"

"And I, his queen, will help nurture relations with the other Realms," Eir vowed.

"But, that cannot happen until we hast destroyed thee, Kriemhild. Thou brought armies from the other Realms, freed the Teufelin I already killed, and turned Loki against us."

"Oh, how right you are, King Víðarr, but there's slight errors I need to correct you on. First, I didn't turn Loki against you. He made the choice to join me. And unfortunately for him, he was just another expendable pawn in the grand scheme and so I killed that pathetic and gullible fool!" Kriemhild revealed, much to Víðarr and Eir's shock.

"Thou killed Loki?! Absurd!" Víðarr exclaimed.

Opening her right hand, Kriemhild conjured Loki's face skin she burned and showed as evidence. "I believe this belonged to that pathetic trickster?"

Eir covered her mouth. "It cannot be."

"I don't know why you care for him so much. His snake son killed your brother, Víðarr," Kriemhild said as she once again burned Loki's face skin. "He wasn't much of a trickster to begin with. I'm more fitting of the God of Mischief than he."

"Enough, Kriemhild!" Víðarr roared, stepping into a battle stance. "I am going to end thee just like I did with Brynhildr!" He then cast a fierce glare toward Völva. "And the same goes to anyone else aligned with this witch!"

"Once we destroy thee, then Ragnarök will end! Just as the previous Allfather preordained!" Eir declared.

Chortling, Kriemhild beckoned Dreki-Andvari with a finger snap. "Then, may the survivors decide the fate of Asgard!"

Wasting no time, Eir rushed to attack Kriemhild, but Völva stood in Eir's way. Völva conjured a construct made of green fire. Swinging her staff, Eir unleashed a wave of white light, blasting through Völva's mystical defenses. Eir then kicked Völva far back and proceeded to attack Kriemhild. Kriemhild defended herself with Seiðkona Flames. From the witch's hands, green and purple flames coalesced into a massive surge of fire that spread around them. Kriemhild's Unmoral Firestorm rained down fiery blasts at Eir, Víðarr, Sleipnir, Geri & Freki, and Muninn & Huginn. With her staff, Eir summoned a white aura, nullifying Kriemhild's fiery blasts.

Suddenly, Eir watched her staff being pulled out of her hand. She saw that Kriemhild used her whip to disarm her.

"You won't be needing this now!" Kriemhild tossed Eir's staff aside and threw her whip at the Healing Valkyrie, who quickly evaded it. "Dance for me, Eir!" She threw the whip to the floor, causing Eir to fly into the air. "Heh, everything's come full circle."

"What dost thou mean full circle?"

"Do you not remember fighting Grímhildr in a previous lifetime? You previously sacrificed yourself to ensure Grímhildr's defeat? Well, I am that woman's daughter."

Upon realizing this, Eir's face darkened. "I dost not remember much from Frigg's memories, but I dost recall her laying her life down against Grímhildr. So, thou art the Unmoralisch's daughter?"

"Us dueling now is picking up where they left off, but this time I'll end your life!" Kriemhild cackled erratically as she threw her whip at Eir, who sidestepped again and conjured white barriers to protect her from Kriemhild's Seiðkona Flames.

Dreki-Andvari fought off Víðarr, Sleipnir, and Odin's wolves & ravens. At one point when the dragon charged at Víðarr, Sleipnir intervened for his new king. The eight-legged horse unleashed his Valhöll Frozen Inferno, forming a wall of blue flames that repelled Dreki-Andvari. Backing off from the cold inferno, the insidious dragon roared in defiance. This gave Geri and Freki leeway to hop over the flames. The wolves then transformed to attack Dreki-Andvari.

To fight Dreki-Andvari, the wolves turned into dinosaurs to match the dragon's size and strength. Geri became the tyrannosaur theropod Tarbosaurus. Freki turned into the spinosaur theropod Oxalaia. The theropods rushed at Dreki-Andvari. Geri lunged and bit down on the dragon's left shoulder. Freki delivered a headbutt, attempting to flip the dragon on its back. Running with momentum, Víðarr turned himself into a ball of lightning and launched a thunderbolt at Dreki-Andvari. The thunderbolt collided with and electrocuted the dragon. This stunned Dreki-Andvari enough for Víðarr to punch its face.

Dreki-Andvari rebounded and expelled molten dark red flames at his adversaries. Geri and Freki backed off. Sleipnir stepped in and neutralized the dragon's fire with cold flames. However, Víðarr ran through Dreki-Andvari's flames. Utilizing the powers Odin passed to him, the new Asgardian king invoked the wolves's Vili's Therianthropy. He transformed into the abelisaurid theropod Thanos simonattoi. Having become a theropod dinosaur with Geri and Freki, the three beasts rushed like a pack and attacked Dreki-Andvari. Geri bit on the dragon's right shoulder. Freki ensnared the dragon's left front leg. Víðarr mounted Dreki-Andvari's back, using his weight to bring down the dragon and bit down on its back. Dreki-Andvari roared and tried shaking off the three theropods. As Víðarr hung on tightly, Muninn and Huginn flew in to assist their new king. The ravens activated their mandalas, forming golden lassos to bind the dragon's arms. Vé's Mandalas helped to prevent Dreki-Andvari from taking off into the air.

With Dreki-Andvari held at bay, Víðarr transformed again. His body length and size grew ten times. He turned into the gigantic sauropod Sauroposeidon. Dreki-Andvari narrowly moved, almost getting crushed under Víðarr's weight. The long-necked dinosaur bellowed a loud, haunting roar before raising his front legs to crush Dreki-Andvari. Dreki-Andvari expelled dark red flames to keep Víðarr at bay. Then, the growling roars from Geri caught his attention. Dreki-Andvari turned as Geri and Freki stalked toward him. Víðarr lowered his long neck and snarled at the dragon. Swinging its tail, Víðarr narrowly hit Dreki-Andvari, who tucked its head and crawled backward.

As the king and his subjects kept the dragon away, the new Asgardian queen was not faring well with Kriemhild, who gained assistance from Völva. The duo blasted the Healing Valkyrie, looking to finish her off and seal her soul inside Yami Andvaranaut.

Suddenly, a wave of pink and white light repelled Völva away. Kriemhild conjured her defense spell Völva Cylindrus, a giant mollusk shell construct that protected her from this light.

"Thou hast come, Freyja," Eir acknowledged her savior.

The Love Valkyrie landed beside Eir and helped her up.

"Thou art not faring well, Frigg. My old friend."

"Stop. I am not Frigg."

Freyja smiled and winked. "Thou will always be Frigg to me."

"And likewise, thou art and will always be our leader," Hel's voice chimed in, garnering Eir and Freyja's attention.

Hel and her steed Helhest descended near Eir and Freyja.

"We hast been reunited," Hel said as she cast a spiteful gaze toward Kriemhild. "I know thou hast turned thy forces against mine, witch! Thou will pay with thy life!"

Chortling with sadism, Kriemhild replied to Hel's accusations. "Don't take it personally, dear Hel. After all, they are all just pawns in the grand scheme. Both your armies and mine are all expendable! It's a lot more fun that way!"

Gritting her teeth, the Helheim ruler berated her. "Thou never intended to build a new kingdom out of the ashes of Asgard!"

Kriemhild clapped her hands. "Wow, you just figured that out? You're just like your dear father, a gullible fool!"

"Hel, it is time thou learn the truth," Eir addressed her. "It is true. Kriemhild never intended to fulfill that bargain thou made with her. But, that's not all. She is the daughter of the Unmoralisch and she killed thy father Loki."

Upon hearing this, Hel's face contorted. A mix of shock and fury etched on the Helheim ruler's face. The color in her eyes turned dark red.

"Is this all true?!" Hel snarled and yelled at Kriemhild.

"It's all true. I am Grímhildr's daughter and I killed Loki. What else is there to know?"

"How about not turning thy back to thy opponent!" A loud cry similar to Mist's came out of nowhere.

Eir, Hel, and Freyja looked up as a pair of seax flew down behind Kriemhild. The witch quickly turned and anticipated the incoming projectiles. She used her whip to knock away the seax, but left herself open when a veil of green mist appeared in front of her. Mist came out of the mist and shoved a seax into Kriemhild's torso. Kriemhild doubled over and fell with the seax stuck in her.

The Shroud Valkyrie quickly landed beside Eir and Freyja.

"Mist?! Thou art still alive?!" Eir exclaimed.

"But, thou art with the enemy now! I saw thee with this witch!" Hel accused her.

"No, she brainwashed me," Mist revealed. "In fact, I broke free from her spell after I witnessed Thrúd die. I was on my way to avenge her by killing Surtr, but he hath grown. Look."

The Asgardian women and the Helheim ruler turned to see the Muspelheim ruler reach 1,000 feet tall. The roars of Surtr sounded like the clapping of loud thunder in the distance.

"With Víðarr and our combined power, we might be able to quell Surtr, but we cannot save Asgard as it is," Mist informed them. "We may have to retreat after we finish this witch off. Surtr will finish Asgard where we stand."

"Then, we will relocate, find a temporary sanctuary until we return here and rebuild from Asgard's ashes," Eir stated.

"Eir, I must apologize," Mist turned to the Healing Valkyrie. "I acted like a petulant child when thy was chosen to lead the Valkyries. I left and fell to the trickery from this witch. She cast an illusion of Brynhildr to trick me. I, the gullible fool, fell for it." She faced Freyja. "And auntie. I cannot state how sorry I am for Freyr. I truly am. I let him and Thrúd die!" She humbled herself with tears.

The Love Valkyrie grabbed Mist and embraced her. "He wouldst want us to survive beyond this conflict, child. And we will."

"Yes," Mist nodded, wiping away her tears.

"Kriemhild, it is over for thee now!" Eir shouted toward the witch.

Ripping the seax from her torso, Kriemhild chuckled in amusement. She conjured healing magic to close her wound.

"Oh, is it? Well, I'm still alive, aren't I?" Kriemhild smirked, veering her eyes toward Völva. As Völva rose, a conniving smirk formed on the witch's face. "Hey, Völva!"

"What is it?" Völva asked, shaking off the grogginess in her head.

"You're a useless piece of shit who gets knocked on her ass! How can you let anyone push you around?! In fact, the only reason you turned to dark sorcery was because some higher-class simpletons made disparaging remarks!"

"No, but I killed Hollie like I wanted! Thou revived me to get my revenge!"

"But, now we have these people who dare look down on you! They aren't taking you seriously. Hell they're paying more attention to me than you! You're the one who crafted the spellbook that my mother and I would later use! Your name, Völva, is supposed to inspire fear! You've had classes and groups named after you! The Völva Fimm for goodness sakes!"

"Yes! That is right!" Völva growled.

"But, you're just a joke! A FUCKING JOKE! A RUNNING GAG! YOU'RE A USELESS PIECE OF SHIT WHO CAN'T SCARE A CHILD!" Kriemhild threw enough insults to invoke the burning wrath inside Völva.

Having heard enough of Kriemhild's insults, Völva grabbed her head and let out a tumultuous scream. Green flames erupted from Völva's skin as they spread over and enveloped the sorceress's body. The Asgardians backed away as Völva's body violently contorted and grew. She grew into a staggering 30-feet tall size, towering over the Asgardian women. Her length of her hair became longer and went down her back. Four long platinum-colored threads of hair formed from her long locks. Four masks appeared on these long hair threads. These four masks represented Völva and her three reincarnations. Her hair color became white. Her eyes turned malachite. On top of her new outward appearance, she gained new wardrobe: a golden and olive green sleeveless body armor. Her legs were covered with revealing olive green legwear. She now wore silver boots. Six platinum wings materialized, three on the opposite sides of her back. Two white leg bands were noticeably seen on the giantess' thighs.

The sorceress now turned goddess roared in an unruly manner. "NOBODY CALLS ME USELESS! FOR I AM, VöLVA! I HADST THE POWER TO FIGHT ODIN! WHAT DOST THINK THOU ALL HAST A CHANCE AGAINST ME?! FOR THOU NOW FACE GUDINNE VöLVA!" She rushed toward the Asgardian women and attempted to crush them beneath her feet.

Kriemhild watched in amusement. "Gudinne Völva, huh? What a fitting title considering what you are now, Goddess Völva."

Eir, Freyja, Mist, and Hel combined energies and blasted Gudinne Völva away. The giantess stumbled back, but the four masks on her threads came to life and formed barriers to nullify the enemy attacks.

"COME AND MEET THY END, ASGARDIANS!" Gudinne Völva bellowed as she went on to attack again.

"Get back, beast!" Mist shouted, summoning her Celadon Wind. After casting a wind-like cloud over Gudinne Völva's face, this disoriented the giantess, allowing Eir and Freyja to attack her legs.

"Kriemhild, after we finish her, I am coming for thee! Prepare thyself!" Hel vowed against her.

"Heheh, sure! But only if you can beat the maddened goddess!" Kriemhild said from afar.

Turning her sights on Gudinne Völva, Hel beckoned Helhest off to aid Eir, Mist, and Freyja. She quickly crouched on all fours. Then, a black aura enveloped the Helheim ruler, transforming her. Gritting her teeth with ferocity, blood spilled from her mouth. The very ground she touched left burnt marks. Green flames permeated from her own eyes and body. Hel's ears grew and became pointy. Long, 15-inch curved horns protruded from her skull. The woman's teeth sharpened. Numerous white spikes formed out of her shoulders and back. Her hair, now imbued with green flames, grew lengthier and wilder. Her nails extended into long, sharp red claws. A long, 20-inch black furred tail poked out of her buttocks.

"Thou hast forced me to go this far. I rarely need to utilize my dämon nature!" Hel spoke in her normal voice twinned with demonic snarls and growls. Setting her sights on Gudinne Völva, Hel dashed forward and lunged into the giantess. The Helheim ruler tackled the giantess and shot her with armor-piercing spikes. Freyja assisted Hel and fired hundreds of heart-shaped arrows at the giantess.

As Mist and Eir prepared to aid Hel and Freyja, a barrage of green flames shaped like blades intercepted them. Barely dodging the attack, the Valkyries turned their sights on Kriemhild, who used her Heiðr Esclachier to prevent them from fighting Gudinne Völva. Eir located her staff laying on the floor and reached for it, but Kriemhild blasted it out of her reach. The witch then conjured green and black orbs of light above her. The opposing colored orbs coalesced and combined into a single destructive beam, which headed straight for Eir and Mist. The Valkyries quickly flew away, evading Kriemhild's Unmorapocalypse, which flew far off into the distance and wiped out a quarter of the Asgardian and Lokar forces.

"Whoops, my bad," sardonically muttered Kriemhild.

"She dost not even care if she destroys her own followers!" Mist exclaimed, sensing the life quickly extinguished from both sides.

"As well as our side, Mist," Eir fiercely gritted and flew toward Kriemhild.

"Wait, Eir!" Mist cried out as she flew behind her.

As Eir reached Kriemhild, the witch summoned a massive sword created from green and purple flames. Kriemhild used Gullveig Squall to wipe out Eir's ethereal beams. Eir then flew to the opposite side, allowing Mist to step in and distract Kriemhild. This distraction allowed Eir to recover her staff, which she then used to fire a beam into Kriemhild. After blasting the witch with it, Eir flew over and clocked Kriemhild's face with the staff.

As Kriemhild fell, Eir and Mist surrounded her. The Valkyries prepared to finish her, but the witch desperately summoned a wave of black light. The darkness not only knocked away Eir and Mist, but spread over the vicinity. Kriemhild's Eternal Nightshroud briefly neutralized the Valkyries and enabled Kriemhild to recover.

"Ok, I hoped I'd never do this, but you pushed me this far!" Kriemhild growled as a psychotic grin etched on her face. "But, that's ok! Since Surtr is taking too long to get the job done, the dark forces and I will wipe out Asgard for the hell of it!" With that, her Andvaranaut ring glowed and imbued its wielder its full corrupt power.

"What now?!" Eir exclaimed.

Just then, green and purple flames coalesced over Kriemhild. As the flames enveloped her, the witch's body started to expand and lengthen to ungodly proportions. Her body grew longer than before, reaching a maximum of 40 feet in length, and 26 ft in height. Her skin slowly peeled apart and off her body. Two massive insect wings popped out from her back. A long centipede-like tail protruded from her back. Her human face split in half like a shell, revealing a grotesque demonic insect's head.

Eir and Mist witnessed Kriemhild's human 'shell' fall off, allowing for a giant winged creature to rise in her place. The half-insect monstrosity emerged resembling an eldritch insect with a dragonfly body and two massive devilish insect wings. Six massive insect legs poked out from the monster's body. Long claws formed on her feet. She has the tail of a centipede. Lich horns shaped like a crown on top of its head. The creature has a total of nine eyes; eight eyes on the head with four on each side and one eye centered in the middle of its head. Despite losing her human features, she retained the white hair with lime streaks, which flowed from the back of her head and down through her centipede tail. Four floating magical cylinders formed above her wings, two on each wing.

The giant demon insect roared a loud, ear-piercing screech that reverberated and shook the vicinity. It produced enough sound to create a shockwave that repelled most of her adversaries, including the Valkyries.

"I have reached the apex of my and Andvaranaut's power! Now as the Envoy of the Unmoralisch, I can and will destroy all of Asgard!" Kriemhild's voice came out of the giant demonic insect.

"How art we doing to defeat that?!" Mist cried out in horror, realizing they're low on warriors.

"Víðarr! We acquire thy Allfather strength!" Eir beckoned to her king.

Once hitting its limit, Dreki-Andvari was binded by more of the raven's golden rings and lassos. Now sealed, Dreki-Andvari was left open for Víðarr to crush the dragon's head and body with his massive front legs.

"Víðarr!" Eir called out from afar.

Upon hearing his wife's beckoning, Víðarr desized from his sauropod form and turned to normal. He called Geri and Freki to assist him. They rushed over as they witnessed Kriemhild's Envoy of the Unmoralisch form.

"Great Odin…" Víðarr was aghast at the presence of the giant insect before him. He then regained his resolve and commanded the wolves. "Geri, Freki, we brought down one giant. Let us slay another. Kriemhild, thy end is at hand!"

The giant insect turned her sights on Víðarr and the two theropod dinosaurs. Víðarr ran up a platform and took to the air, shapeshifting into an Argentavis, a giant black bird with a 24-foot long wingspan. Geri transformed from a Tarbosaurus and straight into a woolly mammoth. Freki turned from an Oxalaia and into a Livyatan sperm whale. Víðarr flew over and grabbed the back of the insect's head with his talons. Geri rushed and drove his tusks through the giant insect's side. Kriemhild screeched loudly and repelled Geri with a shockwave.

Quickly flapping her wings, Kriemhild lifted off the ground and took to the air. She released another ear-piercing screech, causing all to cover their ears as her roars nearly destroyed their sense of hearing.

Víðarr flew over the demonic dragonfly. With the flapping of his massive wings, Víðarr unleashed a hurricane attack. Víðarr's Hrafnaguð's Hurricane collided with Kriemhild's back. In response to Víðarr's hurricane blasts, the magic cylinders on Kriemhild's wings produced laser beams that cut through his hurricane waves. Raising his large trunk, Geri expelled an icy blizzard that engulfed Kriemhild. The magic cylinders produced a defense barrier, nullifying the woolly mammoth's Ymir's Ice Age. Opening his mouth, Freki summoned a tidal wave that crashed into Kriemhild. She reacted to Freki's Lyngbakr's Seismic Wave and stopped it with a laser beam. Sleipnir unleashed frozen fire at Kriemhild, who forged a barrier to protect her from the eight-legged horse's devastating attack.

"Víðarr! We must not falter! To ensure we rebuild Asgard and rule it together, Kriemhild must not be allowed to exist!" Eir declared as she picked up her staff and intently stared into it. She looked up at the demonic dragonfly and nodded. "I am Frigg's reincarnation. She sacrificed herself to defeat Grímhildr the Unmoralisch. Perhaps I am fated to do so again."

"No, please dost not, Eir," Mist pleaded as she tapped Eir's back. "We can dost that together."

"Thank thee, Mist. Now, let us make haste."

Meanwhile, Hel, Helhest, and Freyja were moments away from finishing Gudinne Völva. Gudinne Völva shot her four threads at the Love Valkyrie and the Helheim ruler. Helhet lunged at one of the threads and pushed it away, but was ensnared by another.

"Helhest!" Hel cried out as her steed was crushed by the giantess' threads. This invoked the wrath of Hel, causing her to mercilessly grab and tear off two of Gudinne Völva' threads. Then, Hel slashed the giantess' face with her claws. Gudinne Völva screamed in pain as she grabbed her face. Hel quickly shoved her claws into Gudinne Völva's throat and tore out her vocal cords, letting blood profusely spill out. Freyja put her hands together, forming her hand into a heart shape. With an incantation, the Love Valkyrie produced a beam of pink light, which formed into a heart's shape. She unleashed her heart beam, which burned through Gudinne Völva's body and obliterated the giantess completely.

"Helhest!" Hel embraced her noble steed. "There, I shalt heal thy injuries."

"It appears we will not hast time for that, Hel! Look, Kriemhild hath transformed into that monstrosity!" Freyja pointed to the giant demonic dragonfly.

"Yes, but Eir and Mist art already on the move," Hel pointed out the two Valkyries heading their way to aid Víðarr.

"And I barely hast enough love magic to destroy an entity of that size," the Love Valkyrie admitted her limitations.

"Come, let us help them in any case!" Hel insisted as she and Freyja proceeded to aid the others against their final enemy.

Finding herself overwhelmed by her enemies, Kriemhild unleashed another shockwave that knocked them away. Sleipnir, Geri, Freki, Muninn, and Huginn fell first, but Víðarr resolved to slay the very monster that threatened his future kingdom.

"Thou shalt not take away what Odin hath left for me! For, I am the king of Asgard!" Víðarr flew head first with one of the magic cylinders and shattered it with force. He then grabbed one of Kriemhild's six legs and tried pulling it out.

Mist climbed on the back of Kriemhild. The demonic dragonfly aimlessly fired laser beams. Víðarr, Mist, Freyja, and Hel dodged the beams. Kriemhild then saw a glowing figure float in front of her. With her staff raised high above her, the Healing Valkyrie shimmered with white light. With resolute eyes, Eir swung down her glowing staff and unleashed a purifying white beam that collided with the demonic insect.

"My previous incarnation died to ensure thy mother's demise, but I seal thy fate, Kriemhild!" Eir boldly declared, delivering the finishing blow to the Envoy of the Unmoralisch.

With her giant size weighing her down, Kriemhild had no time to evade the holy power set to obliterate her. Her goal of bringing Asgard down came crashing down in a blinding flash of light. When the beam collided with the demonic insect, Kriemhild's magic cylinders randomly fired laser beams.

Everyone fighting Kriemhild were hit by the beams. Most if not all were injured by the beams. Víðarr took a beam through his torso and fell. As he hit the ground, Víðarr turned back to normal. A beam went through Mist's chest as she fell off the Envoy. Eir's right shoulder got hit by a beam, but that didn't stop her from unleashing more holy power to obliterate the demonic insect's body. All that was left was the Envoy's head.

"Thou art finished, creature!" Eir yelled out, ignoring the fact that Asgard was moments from being destroyed by Surtr.

Then, when it seemed certain Surtr would deliver the finishing blow to Asgard, Kriemhild's essence inside the demonic insect emerged and screamed incessantly. Dark energies quickly leaked out of Kriemhild as they spread throughout the vicinity and started engulfing Asgard.

Eir was confounded by what was happening. "W-What is this?! No, thou shouldst hast perished!"

Kriemhild made no response. Instead, the dark matter spread like a plague and erased everything it made contact with. Every Asgardian and Lokar member, be they alive or dead, were being erased. Even Surtr, who was close to driving his sword through the heart of Asgard, was wiped out by the dark matter.

Then, to Eir's horror, she witnessed Víðarr, Odin's wolves & ravens, Freyja, Hel, and Helhest being cleansed away by the black matter. Only she and Mist remained until they, too, were engulfed by the dark matter. Kriemhild was the last one remaining.

Eventually, all of Asgard was wiped out. Kriemhild made true on her word about Ragnarök. Then, all of the Nine Realms. Then, Yggdrasil and its entire dimension.

And then finally, with the help of the dark matter, the entire universe was erased, leaving nothing but empty darkness.

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There stood a figure garbed in a dark purple cloak and hood. The figure stood in front of a large piano in a cathedral setting. The spacious room was lit with crimson rays of light beaming through mosaics.

The hooded figure stood near nine brown coffins. Each coffin have devil pentagrams forged in blood. Then, the sound of creepy orchestra came accompanied by haunting church vocals that filled this quiet and dire atmosphere. Controlling the scene like a musical conductor, the hooded figure raised both hands into the air and dropped them. After which, the tops of the coffin lids came flying off. The figure approached the coffins and looked inside them.

Inside the coffins are the nine Valkyries: Brynhildr, Eir, Sigrún, Thrúd, Mist, Skögul, Göndul, Ölrún and Geirdriful.

"Good you're all here," a distorted voice came from the hooded figure. Then, the individual opened up the right sleeve and revealed a dark golden ring. It was Andvaranaut. "With all you here, I have nine vessels to utilize. And I have all your souls resting well in this ring."

The figure gazed over the ring. The unearthly screams of the nine Valkyries resonated inside the ring.

Throwing off the hood, the figure revealed to be Kriemhild. A conniving grin smeared across her face as she kissed the ring and admired its brilliance.

"Yes, and much thanks to the Yami Matter, we were able to capture all of their souls and seal them in this ring. And I wouldn't have survived without you, my friend." She communicated with the dark matter. "Now, you want me to separate my soul and place them in these bodies? Hmm, surely it can be done." With that, she raised her hand with Andvaranaut and proceeded with dividing her soul into the nine Valkyrie bodies.

Her ring glowed and her body slowly started to fade away. Nine glowing fragments taken the shape of dark orbs and floated over the nine Valkyrie bodies.

"Yes, it's working. Now to complete the process," Kriemhild grinned as her evil laughter filled the entire cathedral.

Once the nine soul fragments entered the Valkyries, Kriemhild's body vanished, leaving only her cloak to drop to the floor.

As Kriemhild's essences took root inside the Valkyrie bodies, they each awoke. Their eyes opened and glowed red. They rose from their coffins. Their faces briefly contorted, transforming their human visages into demonic-looking ones. They opened their mouths, revealing vampiric fangs. They came out of their coffins and examined each other, seemingly admiring their bodies. However, it was one hive mind but nine separate soul fragments occupying these bodies.

Brynhildr, now wearing Andvaranaut, addressed the other eight. "Heheh, the experiment is a success. I hast control over all these bodies."

Eir nodded. "And no side effects yet. These bodies each hast their own unique quirks, powers, and knowledge. This body especially came very close to destroying me completely, but in the end, the dark matter came through for me."

Sigrún added. "I can test these bodies in practice duels, but my soul fragments can easily enhance these Valkyries' abilities."

Mist folded her arms around her body. "And I even hast the body of the insecure brat! How adorable!"

Skögul and Göndul approached each other, examining and eyeing their bodies.

"And I am learning being in these two bodies, I find some sensual energies between these two to be rather…" Skögul said as she and Göndul kissed passionately. "Wow, to be very tempestuous."

Brynhildr smirked, showing her fangs. "And since I hast occupied these bodies, they hast taken on vampiric traits. Namely these fangs. Part-Valkyrie and part-vampire makes them… how about Vamkyries?"

"Vamkyries? That's such an awfully cute name," a dark, sinister voice interjected, catching the Vamkyries off guard.

The Vamkyries caught a tall, shadowed figure with one glowing red eye. The individual in question kept himself obscure from their view.

"I take it you made contact with the Yami Matter and used it to destroy the very universe you came from?" The figure asked.

"Why yes, but who art thee? And how dost thou know about the Yami Matter?" Brynhildr queried to the figure.

The insidious figure chortled calmly. "Because, I, too, made contact with it. I've communicated with it much like you have. Perhaps, I was the one who manipulated the Yami Matter to make contact with your dimension as part of an experiment. But, it appears I've come into contact with another individual with a mind as vile and twisted as my own."

The nine Vamkyries briefly and quietly discussed until Brynhildr walked up to the figure.

"Thou hast my interest, stranger. I am Kriemhild. What is thy name?"

"Where are my manners? You may call me Juzo Mido."

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Dimension: PV-18/Yggdrasil/Urðarbrunnr

As the final acts ended, the very last scene left the Thieves and the Revenants completely aghast.

Mia cried out. "It was Mido?! He was the one who let the Yami Matter manipulate Kriemhild, but it was him that indirectly wiped out that whole universe?!"

Jack furrowed his brows fiercely. "Not only him, but the Yami Matter helped ensure Ragnarök still happens."

Louis added with contempt in his tone. "Only Asgard was intended to fall, but Mido and the Yami Matter took it many steps forward and destroyed the whole Wulf-Edda dimension."

Makoto added. "He also helped ensure Kriemhild survive and those Valkyries become Vamkyries."

Haru added. "Most importantly, we've learned Kriemhild split her soul to possess the Vamkyries."

Hifumi nodded. "We wondered why she needed to capture those Valkyrie souls and now we know why."

Sága addressed the guests. "Yes, hadst this Yami Matter not intervened, Kriemhild wouldst hast perished with Asgard as a result of Surtr's destructive power."

Skyler scowled. "And she's our problem now thanks to Mido."

Yakumo added with anger in his tone. "As if Mido wasn't bad enough, now we got Kriemhild and her Vamkyries to contend with."

Futaba sunk her head. "Man talk about a bad ending. I'd totally hate this in an RPG game."

Yusuke sighed. "We all knew things weren't going to end well. This is not a video game or a movie. This really happened in another universe."

Ren nodded. "Right and if we don't stop them, the Yami Matter will wipe out our whole dimension next."

Skyler reassured the Phantom Thief leader. "We will prevent any similar situation in our world. Unlike this Wulf-Edda universe, we know what to expect from our enemy."

However, Harald countered with a differing viewpoint. "Perhaps, but with this Mido collaborating with her, Kriemhild is sure to utilize the Valkyrie bodies she hast acquired and Andvaranaut to conjure different strategies to fight thee all with."

Skuld concurred with her husband. "Correct, dost not underestimate Kriemhild's cunning ability to adapt to the changing times. She hast managed to find ways to survive with underhanded tactics."

Haru shook her head. "If there's any individual I'd consider more deplorable than Kriemhild and Mido, it's Skögul. The one I fought was not the same one we witnessed through these flashbacks."

Makoto added. "Yeah, that was just an extension of Kriemhild we fought. We might have as well been fighting Kriemhild and not the real Skögul."

"The real Skögul showed her true colors and I for one don't like her," Eva openly stated.

"The fact Skögul disowned her sister Geirskögul after all the times she disrespected her sister and their father painted her as a deplorable individual," Hifumi professed her dislike of the Feminine Valkyrie.

"Just the fact she and her lover disrespected a man in his own funeral told me all I needed to know about her character," Skyler said. "Which means she has no real character."

"Good for Geirskögul for destroying her sister's shrine and leaving her. Who'd want a sibling like that? I'm glad Nicola is such a kind brother." Mia said.

Sága openly stated. "Yes, but I hast always known Skögul's true character. This is who she really is underneath the 'beauty'."

Yusuke illustrated. "Underneath the beauty is a horrific beast."

Skuld added. "More like a demoness. We hast witnessed her breaking point and regression into a creature with no redeeming qualities."

"Then, the Skögul we've opposed up to now is 'gentle' in comparison," Louis verified.

"'Gentle' wouldst not be the best way to describe the body occupied by Kriemhild, but less of a demoness than the real one," Haakon clarified.

"And for further clarification, her lover, Göndul, is less of an individual herself, but seen as more of an extension of Skögul's strength and power," the Homo Yggr sage further stated. "She hath no free will beyond undying loyalty to Skögul."

Haru frowned. "So, she's ok with being a slave to Skögul." She turned to Makoto, who put an arm over her.

"We'd never do that to each other, Haru-chan. On top of our love to each other and Louis, we will always have our free will."

"You're right, Mako-chan. I wasn't worried at all."

Louis smiled to his lady lovers. "You're angels compared to those two devils."

Just then, Sága stood up from her seat. The Norns, their husbands, and the three children stood as well.

"If Io hast not already told you, but this realm of existence is not physical. The Yggdrasil we occupy now merely exists in a dreamscape," Sága informed the guests. "Because of the Yami Matter, the entire Wulf-Edda dimension, the Nine Realms, and Yggdrasil were purged. They dost not physically exist anymore."

Ren nodded. "We had an inkling that was the case. Our physical bodies are still asleep as we speak. You all speak to us as cognitions."

Skyler then asserted. "We're communicating with you in our dreams."

Io spoke up on Sága's behalf. "When Lady Sága reached out to me, it was in my dreams. We spent some time contacting each other and she told me to keep this in secrecy."

Hifumi smiled. "We understand. We're happy to meet you all. We wouldn't have learned anything about Kriemhild and her connection with the Yami Matter if you didn't request an audience with us."

"When we learned there were individuals dealing with the dark force that contacted with Kriemhild, we knew we hadst to speak with thee all," Sága stated. "Here is a tidbit thou dost not know, but I wouldst hast passed away after Ragnarök. It wouldst not mattered if the Yami Matter purged our universe. I hadst foreseen my fate."

Louis queried. "How would've you died?"

"I wouldst hast sacrificed my life force to protect Yggdrasil. My family and our people wouldst beaten the Primordial Dreki and the enemy forces in the final stages. My sacrifice wouldst hast won us the war."

Skuld replied with sadness on her face. "And mother's sacrifice wouldst hast extended Yggdrasil's lifespan. My sisters and I wouldst hast taken on our mother's responsibilities maintaining order of the tree and our people."

Urðr added. "Before thou depart, allow us to warn thee all."

"Warn us about what?" Ann asked.

Verðandi answered. "Kriemhild and this Mido may be planning a similar Ragnarök."

Upon hearing this, the Thieves and the Revenants were stunned in silence. This revelation instilled apprehension in them.

"Io, did you know about this?" Skyler faced the Persona Vein.

Io nearly hesitated and nodded. "Yes. However, we couldn't verify until my visions became clear."

Anastasia added. "Then, just recently, Io's confirmed our suspicions. Mido, Kriemhild, and their entourage are planning their own Ragnarök, which they're calling Ragnarok Vein."

Nadia sighed. "The only thing we can't say is when it'll happen. It could happen anytime."

Ren clenched his right hand and raised it. "Then, we'll just confront and stop them when we meet them. They'll have to come out of hiding."

Louis stated. "Mido will probably come out and confront us again so he can declare Ragnarok Vein. But, we all must be prepared for the worst."

Morgana faced the Thieves. "And we'll need to ready ourselves when Mido and Kriemhild do turn up again."

The Thieves nodded in unison.

Hifumi grabbed Io's hand. "And we will be ready for them together."

Io genuinely smiled. "Yes, we will."

Raising her staff, Sága prepared to send the guests away. "Then, thou shouldst all go and prepare for the forthcoming conflict. Stop Kriemhild and her accomplice. Avert this Ragnarok Vein for the sake of your world."

Blue and Cheza both sighed sadly. "Dost thou need to send them away?"

Skuld answered her children's plea. "They must go save their world, my loves."

Fang immediately called out to the Thieves and the Revenants. "Hey, maybe thou can prevent thy world from being destroyed. Before you go, thank thee for teaching us some of thy language."

Skyler smirked. "You can say thank you if you wanted."

"Thank you? Instead of thank thee?" Fang tried figuring the modern English into his speech. "Hmm, yeah, that couldst work."

"And could in place of couldst," Louis said.

"Could? That could work," Fang nodded.

"Thank you for coming to see us!" Blue and Cheza called out, waving the group off.

"No, thank you for bringing us here to meet you all," Ren said. "We know what we have to do now."

"But, most of all, thank you, Io," Jack faced the Persona Vein.

Nodding, Io smiled modestly. "It was my pleasure."

"So, Akechi, does that mean you're about to wake up? Wherever you are these days?" Hifumi addressed the former detective.

As he shrugged, Akechi vaguely smiled. "Who knows? But, I believe we shall see each other again soon. We do have a common enemy to defeat, don't we?"

Ren walked over and confronted Akechi. "No tricks this time, Akechi. You saw what happened with Loki, didn't you?"

Akechi's vague smile faded. A serious demeanor crossed his features. "I won't be foolish to get tempted by individuals like Mido and Kriemhild. We're in this together to the end, Amamiya Ren." He extended a hand for a handshake.

Staring over Akechi's hand, Ren faced the others. After getting some mixed signals from the others, he shook Akechi's hand and looked him dead in the eyes.

"Just a warning, Akechi. You try anything and I won't stop my Revenant pals from beating you senseless."

"Right, your vampire friends. I'll be sure to remember them," Akechi glanced over at the Revenants. He saw Mia and Yakumo's eyes gleaming red the minute he met their bloodshot gazes. Feeling a small lump in his throat, Akechi lightly jerked his hand from Ren's grip. "Anyway, I must go now. We shall meet soon. And don't worry don't come looking for me. I'll find you all." With that, Akechi's presence faded away.

"Ok, let's ease down, guys," Louis calmed Mia and Yakumo down.

"I still don't like that guy," Mia reproved Akechi's participation.

"He has a lot to make up for after the shit he pulled on Ren and the Thieves," Yakumo said.

"That's why I warned him," Ren reassured the Thieves and Revenants.

"Lady Sága, we're ready to go," Io informed the sage.

"Yes, of course. When thou all hast awakened, thou will remember all," Sága said as she waved her staff, sending the Thieves and the Revenants back to their physical realm.

Before leaving, Anastasia and Nadia called out to Io, who vanished with the Thieves and the Revenants. The Persona Vein couldn't discern what the Elves were saying, but a soft smile adorned her pale face as she disappeared altogether.

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Skyler and Hifumi's Apartment/Hamamatsuchō(浜松町)/Minato, Tokyo (港区, 東京)/5:10 AM (JST)

Skyler, Hifumi, and Io shortly awakened from their out of body experience in the Yggdrasil dreamscape. They stood together facing the balcony, gazing over Hamamatsuchō's early morning sky.

"Now, we know who we must deal with, you two," Skyler affirmed, facing his girlfriend and the Persona Vein.

"We will get through this, Skyler. Now that we know who's the one behind the Yami Matter and the one controlling those Vamkyries." Hifumi said, holding his hands.

"We can and will prevent Ragnarok Vein from being realized," Io resolutely stated as they stared forward at the rising sun, mentally focusing on the unforeseen events waiting to unfold in their impending hereafter.

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Chapter Soundtrack

Two Steps From Hell - Lament For The Lonely- The backstory of Völva. The battles against Völva and her reincarnations. The backstory and rise of Grímhildr.
Bear McCreary - Valkyries - God of War OST - The Second Generation Valkyries.
Kill la Kill OST – Blumenkranz - Kriemhild showing the past flashbacks of her mother's reign, meeting her husband, and giving birth to her two children. The orgy scene of Högni and his unholy harem.
Final Fantasy XII: The Zodiac Age OST - 96. Struggle for Freedom- Final battle against Grímhildr the Unmoralisch and her forces.
Game of Thrones Season 5 Soundtrack 03 - House of Black and White- Gudrun's first contact with the Yami Matter. Kriemhild introduces a revived Völva before the apocalypse.
Middle-earth: Shadow of Mordor OST - The Gravewalker - Ragnarök approaches. The sun and moon are devoured. The Eternal Night is cast across the world.
God of War II OST - The End Begins- 'Brynhildr' (illusion) returns to Asgard in bringing Kriemhild and the Lokar for her revenge.
Odin Sphere OST - Rise to Action and Invasion- The start of Ragnarök.
Game of Thrones - The Army of the Dead - Ramin Djawadi (Season 7 Soundtrack) - Draugar led by the two kings Brynhildr once slew are unleashed from the Gates of Helheim.
Led Zeppelin - Immigrant Song - Víðarr's arrival and slaying the Draugar kings while fighting the rest of the undead army afterwards. Odin's wolves and their animal forms vs. Fenrir. Battles rage on such as Thor and the World Snake kill each other.
Bear McCreary - Deliverance - God of War OST - The lesbian Valkyries getting raped and finally getting their comeuppance.
Godzilla: Monster Planet OST: "GODZILLA" FULL Theme - Níðhöggr's theme. The terror and arrival of the Primordial Dreki alongside facing him. Níðhöggr brings herald of nightmarish death such as him gnawing and destroying Yggdrasil.
Avatar Soundtrack. 13- War (Full Version) - Yggdrasil, Eikþyrnir, Hræsvelgr, Ratatoskr, Sága, Skuld, Harald, the Homo Yggr, the Fylgjur fight Níðhöggr, Sköll and Hati, Aglaohilde.
Sinbad: Legend of the Seven Seas OST - 11. Sirens- Urðr, Verðandi, Haakon, and Eric vs. Thelxielinde and Peisigunde. The Norn orgy.
Attack on Titan OST - The Weight Of Lives(3:37 - 7:30) - Illusion Brynhildr vs Odin such as Brynhildr destroying the portrait of her mother, Brynhildr insulting Baldr's death to make Odin furious, and their dinosaur forms brutally fight.
God of War III OST - Rage Of Sparta - Allfather is killed by illusion Brynhildr. All of the Asgardians are beyond shocked and angered. Víðarr kills Fenrir and illusion Brynhildr.
Game of Thrones S8 - The Night King (6:33 - 8:50) - Ramin Djawadi - Kriemhild's witness of Asgard's continuous destruction and downfall. Surtr reminds of Kriemhild's insanity. Fighting Kriemhild's Draugar and Proto-Draugar. As Geirskögul and Asgardian civilians/soldiers escaping, Geirskögul witnessed her sister and her lover as Hrym's slaves with Jötunheim are retreating back to their realm as Kriemhild's undead overwhelms them, but refused to save her, destroys the Selkie Shrine, and leaves, leading to Skögul's breakdown. 8:10 to 8:50 shows Kriemhild is then confronted by Eir, Víðarr, and her other oppositions. The song represents that in the darkest hour, Kriemhild herself wins in the long run.
Berserk OST - Aria- vs. Kriemhild (both her base and Envoy of the Unmoralisch forms), Dreki-Andvari, and Völva.
Yu-Gi-Oh! Duelist of the Roses OST - The Perfect Rule - The aftermath of Wulf-Edda destroyed and Kriemhild as the survivor. The Valkyries' nine souls already come to contact with the Yami Matter and Kriemhild, as she split her souls to the Valkyries' bodies to become Vamkyries, while the maidens' real souls are already inside Yami Andvaranaut. Describe the 'orchestra and haunting church vocal feeling' (and also tearjerking/beautiful) while writing the scene of how nightmarishly fuel scares readers of the Valkyries are revive as the undead, no, more like an immoral demon soul splintered into fragments to possess their bodies like the Vampires (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) having demon souls. The Vamkyries' first meeting with Juzo Mido. (K's notes: I did listen to that track and it does give the haunting aura of the Valkyries' having their souls pulled and sealed away while Kriemhild splits her soul into fragments and puts them in the Valkyries. Then, the haunting church vocals leads to the Valkyries rising and becoming Vamkyries.)
Bear McCreary - Echoes of an Old Life - God of War OST - The aftermath of the cast seeing the Norse flashbacks and their destroyed dimension, with Asgard wiping out of existence that shattered the Valkyries and Norse figures' prides. The cast's warnings of Ragnarok Vein.
Yu-Gi-Oh! Duelist of the Roses OST - The End - Last song of the Yggdrasil dream.

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A/N: Now you see why the Wulf-Edda flashbacks took time to finish? On top of the Ragnarök war, there was Grímhildr's backstory and her storied feud with Asgard. In fact, this chapter covered not just one war, but three onscreen battles if you count the Second Generation/Valkyrie Fimm showing up to help the First Generation contend with Völva Fimm. The second war being the one where Grímhildr dies. The third being the entirety of Ragnarök. No wonder it took too long to write, but thankfully these were prewritten from October to November. Only some small parts were added in the Grímhildr related flashbacks at the last minute.

Anyway, that's the entire Wulf-Edda Norse story, which could've been its own stand alone story without the Yami Matter and Mido (though, if that happened, the entire dimension would've have been purged and Surtr would've been the one to finish off Asgard like intended). Thoughts overall on this project? Honestly, it was a challenge to write (partly learning to write old English/Norwegian wordings), but it was a fun experiment. With enough rewrites, it could become a concept for a future novel.

Additionally, this project was made as a dedication to a beta-reader of mine I've relied on for my previous works related to a long-running multi-crossover fanfic project called YuYuGiDigiMoon. His name is LazerWulf. He does have a profile on fanfiction dot net. He's not only been a good (but at times harsh) critic of my works, but he's a good friend, too. As if you couldn't already tell, the Wulf-Edda part is a tribute to LazerWulf. The Edda comes from Poetic Edda. He's also a big fan of Norse Mythology, so much so he gifted me a Norse Mythology book for my birthday a couple of years back. My other collaborator, Allfather-Ford, thought we should try this project, which would not only help me improve as a writer transitioning into a professional novelist, but give back to LW for all the times he's helped beta my fanfics. As of this writing, we have yet to hear back from Lazer, but we hope he'll find the time to read Wulf-Edda.

After all that, this chapter turned out to be the longest entry in Urban Legends. Thankfully, there will not be any chapters of this length for the rest of UL. The only reason these reached beyond double-lengths was because of the Wulf-Edda flashbacks. When we retell these chapters in Akane no Mai, I will divide these into sizeable chunks. So, there will be more than three chapters.

The Grímhildr backstory was essentially as retelling of a character named Grimhilde, who was a villain in one of my other fanfic works. On top of retelling, I put some new spins and gave Grímhildr some more depth than her predecessor. The Völva Fimm and Valkyrie Fimm were created exclusively for this story. Völva's backstory would've been longer, but I didn't in order to save myself time.

Ragnarök was a challenge to write for sure. Juggling all of those characters would've been a daunting task, which is why I only focused on some more than others.

Poor Loki can't get a break, can he? First, he gets exiled and sealed in a cave. Then, he learns his father and uncle were turned into Odin's ravens and wolves. Odin hides facts behind Loki's back. He gets maimed in battle. And then Kriemhild tears his face off. And to add further insult to injury, as he's dying, Kriemhild wears his own face and mocks him. He's effectively been replaced as the God of Mischief by Kriemhild.

As far as Göndul and Skögul are concerned, I know some will find the rape scene to be of poor taste, but others may in fact see it as karmic punishment. It depends on your perspective of these two. But personally, the more I wrote these two, the more I started to abhor their appalling behaviors. They represent some of humanity's worst aspects and so were punished by other horrible people. Skögul's hateful breakdown pretty much solidified her place as a monster whose humanity all but died. She may in fact have a potential as a bigger 'monster' than Kriemhild and Mido if she's able to reclaim her soul.

Who knew the last survivors before the Yami Matter wiped out everything would not have Brynhildr? However, this gave a character like Mist to try and redeem herself for her petty behavior. And yes, had the Yami Matter not destroyed everything, Eir would've been the one to destroy Kriemhild and saved her surviving colleagues before Surtr wiped Asgard off the map. She and Víðarr would've rebuilt Asgard and ruled it. And according to Sága, she would've sacrificed herself to ensure Yggdrasil survived and that her people win the war. So many 'what could've beens', but perhaps I'll have a chance to do that with this Wulf-Edda concept and revise it into a future novel concept. Time will tell.

Now the Thieves and the Revenants know Kriemhild is controlling the Vamkyries and has aligned with Mido. Ragnarok Vein is forthcoming for our protagonists. Can they prevent a similar apocalyptic fate that ended the Wulf-Edda dimension?

Again time will tell and after this chapter, I shall be going back to a one chapter per month basis. Why the sudden change in chapter releases? It's to prepare for the Akane no Mai story. I'll need the extra time to adapt and revise Allfather-Ford's Persona Vein chapters. I've already written AnM's prologue chapter. So, now, the next step is revamping PV to my writing style. There will be a ton of changes from the original PV. And there's a good possibility these PV chapters will be split. Maybe not all will be split into smaller chapters, but maybe a few.

Since priorities will shift over to preparing AnM's chapters, every UL chapter release will be released near the last week of every month. Hence why the one chapter per month release dates. And guess what? After this, there's just 8 Urban Legends chapters left. That means the release schedule will take us to September 2020. After that, I will fully transition into Akane no Mai (which will not have any schedule releases) until its completion.

Thanks for putting up with these ungodly length chapters. I promise the next 8 chapters will not be this long.

Until then, send a review and see you (late) next month!