Here's the first chapter, let me know what you think. Even though these are historical figures, don't think they won't have broken abilities or won't be powerful. Hope you enjoy this.
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Chapter 1: The Start of Ragnarok and Battle of the Strongest!? The Brutal Assassin King of South Africa vs The One Hand Swordsman God Of Asgard!
Both sides of Man and God were wondering just who would be fighting for them, within the Valhalla arena appeared Heimdall the Watchman of the Apocalypse.
"GREETINGS EVERYONE, I HOPE YOU READY TO WATCH THE BATTLE OF THE MILLENIA!? IT IS TIME TO BEGIN RAGNAROK SO I HOPE YOU'RE ALL READY!" Heimdall shouted. "THE RULES ARE SIMPLE, TWO WALK INTO THE RING AND ONLY ONE COME OUT! THAT'S RIGHT, THIS A BATTLE TO THE DEATH SO THE ONLY WAY FOR EITHER SIDE TO WIN IS FOR THEIR OPPONENT TO BE COMPLETELY PUMMEL TO A BLOODY PULP!" He said, everyone cheered ready to see the fight begin!
"It's about time for it to begin, Big Sis Hild…" Geir said nervously, taking a gulp.
"FOR THE FIRST MATCH, INTRODUCING THE VANGUARD FOR THE GODS! IS THIS MAN! A TRUE MONSTER OF CLOSE QUARTER COMBAT WITH HIS DEADLY CURSE BLADE! AFTER LOSING HIS HAND AND NEARLY FAILING TO PROTECT ASGARD IN THE JOTUN INCIDENT, HE TRAIN LIKE HELL SO HE WOULD NEVER LOSE TO ANYONE AGAIN! IT'S THE GREATEST NORDIC SWORDSMAN, THE ONE HAND MONSTER!" Heimdal shouted, as Tyr walked through the entrance still wearing the cloak. "TYR!"
Tyr took off his close and reveal his bear muscular chest, it had a nasty scar in the form of a claw mark and bite mark on his right shoulder, he indeed only had a stump where his left hand use to be but it had black and golden bracelet on his left wrist, he was wearing a brown and white robe with black pants and golden boots, in his right hand was his mighty and deadly sword, Tyrfing. On the balcony of the side of the Gods, Odin, Thor, and Sif were watching.
"Kill them." Odin said emotionlessly.
"This is so exciting, right honey?' Sif said with glee.
"Hmmm." Thor said in a bored tone.
"As Lady Sif said, Lord Tyr is fighting first. But the fighter we chose is sure to give him a hard time." Brunhild thought, looking at the arena.
"AND THE VANGUARD FOR MANKIND IS A RUTHLESS AND HARCORE MAN! AFTER LOSING HIS MOTHER IN A ATTACK ON THIS MAN VOW TO MAKE HIS MURDERS PAY! HE ROSE HIS WAY TO THE TOP AND BECAME KING BY CHALLENGING THE REAL KIING AND KILLING HIM, BUT ONCE KING HIS REIGN OF TERROR ALSO BEGUN, HE MURDER OVER A THOUSAND OF POEPLE ALL IN THE NAME OF HIS FALLEN MOTHER! TRULY NO ONE COULD MATCH IN ON THE BATTLEFIELD WHEN IT CAME TO STRENGTH OR STRATEGY! EVEN WHEN HE WAS HELIHEIM, HE CONTINUED TO FIGHT AND SLAUGHTER THOSE AROUND HIM! COMING TO THE RING IS THE BRUTAL KING OF SOUTH AFRICA!" Heimdall shouted, Shaka came walking through still wearing the same black cloak from before. "SHAKA ZULU!"
Shaka took his cloak off and was now wearing more traditional clothing, he still had the leopard skin headband and large color feathers on his head but now he was wearing a ibheshu made of leopard and male lion's skin, he was wielding an assegai spear.
On the side of Humanity on the balcony Geir and Brunhild watched in silence while in the crowd, Shaka's tribe was watching along with his two half-brothers Dinagane and Mhlangana and their mother.
"So, he's the first one up huh? This is going to be an intense battle." Dinagane said seriously, having a sly grin. He has black skin, purple eyes, and short hair, he wears a leopard headband with purple feathers and a purple and gold robe."
"It seems so, the fight is going to be a bloody one." Mhlangana said, agreeing with his brother. He had black skin, brown eyes, and was bald, he was wearing an orange tribal loincloth.
"Oh Shaka." Nandi said, looking at her son. She had light black skin, brown eyes, and short hair. She was wearing a brown robe.
Both fighters approach one another, Tyr proves to be just a bit taller then Shaka and looks down at him, both were sizing each other up and with one glance they could tell the other was strong but how strong is left to be decided. The crowd of both sides cheered as the battle for it all was moments away from beginning, nearby a human was praying.
"Human, best to stop praying because the very beings we have to defeat are none other than the Gods themselves." Brunhild said seriously.
"Sister, does Shaka stand a chance against Lord Tyr?" Geir asked Brunhild.
"Humans cannot defeat the Gods. That's what you're thinking, isn't it?" Brunhild asked, her younger sister.
"I-I… ah… no… t-that." Geir said, fumbling over her words.
"Haha, I'm sure the Gods are thinking the same thing. But that's precisely why… Humanity has a chance of ramming a fist up the ass of the Gods that shit on them from above." Brunhild said such crude words with a smile on her face.
"Gods that shit on them?" Geir repeated with a sweatdrop.
"Gods that shit on them." Brunhild repeated.
"Ramming their fist?" Geir repeated.
"Ramming their fist." Brunhild repeated.
"Sometimes Big Sis Hild manners of speech are down right vulgar." Geir thought. "But the duel, it's about to begin…" She thought, looking at the arena.
Heimdall took his gjallarhorn and was ready for this moment, he long to blow through this horn and now was his chance, he took a deep breath and blew right through and signaled the start of Ragnarok! Tyr firmly gripped his cursed sword, Tyrfing while Shaka tightly squeezed his assegai spear with both hands and had a firm look on their faces.
Neither of them attack just yet, Shaka keeps his high and ready while Tyr keeps his sword in its sheath, both of them were scanning each other trying to see what move one of them would make. Slowly but surely they were inching closer to each other until both were within each other's striking range and as they looked one another in the eyes only thing was on their mind, completely destroying their opponent!
Shaka was going to end this fight right away so he raised his spear high in the air and swung it down at inhuman speed so fast it was only a blur aimed right for the head and yet, Tyr was able to block the strike by pulling out his sword, which had thick long silver blade, a brown broad handle, and a red jewel in the center. This created a small burst of air, Tyr knocks Shaka with a mere swing and has a bore look on his face, Shaka stop himself and rush forward at blinding speed at the Nordic Swordsman and appears behind goes to stab him through the face but Tyr spun around and nearly took Shaka's head off but he was able to duck under the swing and only last a few hairs. Shaka backed away and let out a sigh, Tyr was mildly impressed by the speed of Shaka but that was it. Shaka "tch" in annyonces and moves even faster and aims for the heart this time and thrust his spear but Tyr blocks with his sword and once again knocks Shaka back with the force of the swing.
"How boring, far too predictable." Tyr said in a bored tone.
"Silence, I'm not here for your pleasure, I'm here to redeem myself and kill you as quickly as possible." Shaka said with a sneer.
"Hmph, if that's the cause then I'll just kill you with my next strike and end this myself." Tyr said firmly, tightly gripping his sword.
Shaka could hear the firmness in Tyr's voice, he wasn't lying when he said that he was planning to kill him on the next strike time, it was time for him to take this seriously. Shaka tightly gripped his spear and ready him as he watch Tyr's movement closely, the Nordic God of War finally made his first move he close the distance within a instant and swung down Tyrfing at full force planning to end Shaka with his next move but the moment his sword came down it kick up a bunch of dust and when it was cleared, it was reveal that Shaka was still alive but his gain a cut on his right shoulder which cause blood to spill out even though he blocked with his spear but the force sunk his feet into the ground. Tyr looked mildly surprised once more but merely put more power into his arm and pushing Shaka further into the ground, he tensed his arms and used all his strength and pushed Tyr off him and back away using his insane inhuman speed. The two look each other in the eye once more and Shaka charges forward with his speed ready and delivers an extremely fast and strong thrust while Tyr attacks with another strong slash with his sword and when the two attack connected it creates another blast of air and their weapons grind against each other making sparks. The two looked even for the most part as the ground shook and cracked a bit from their clash of power.
On the side of the Gods
"Huh, a mere human keeping up with Tyr, interesting." Zeus said, stroking his beard. "Hohoho, but it won't be long now… until Tyr releases his true power~." He said, his eyes glowing with excitement.
"Oh wow, that human sure is impressive keeping up with Tyr but Zeus is right… once he gets serious then it will be all over, right Honey?' Sif asked her husband.
"Hmmm." Thor said, focusing on the fight.
Tyr and Shaka counter their clash but Tyr grow bored of it and knocks the african king back and took a deep breath and the muscles on his body tensed up and veins could be seen, the muscle in his right arm bulk up a bit as a intense dark red aura come off Tyrfing, he then take an odd stance with him leaning his body back and even his right arm it look like he was going to throw his sword. This was a move that rival his brother technique Thor's Hammer, after losing his left hand he focus all his effort into strengthen every muscle and fiber in his right arm and train it to the very limit plus sparring with Thor helped him and he was able created a technique that's just as destructively powerful and the name he gave it is called, Tyrfing's Wrath! Tyr unleashed a powerful slash as the intense red aura and steam came off the curse blade, Shaka looked at the technique in shock as a large explosion of red energy was created! Everyone thought it was over, Humanity was in the pit of despair at that moment as the Gods cheered loudly believing the fight was over.
On the side of Humanity
"Th-This is it… the true power of a God?" Geir thought, feeling to her knees. "It's over…no matter how you look at it a human could never defeat a God, it was foolish to think so." She thought, feeling a sinking feeling of despair.
"Stand up, Geir." Brunhild told her.
"Big Sis…. no more! I… I can't watch anymore!" Geir said, having tears in her eyes.
"Don't look away, Geir. If you do, you'll miss it." Brunhild told her, looking straight ahead. "A very important moment in history between Humanity and the Gods."
"But… huh?" Geir said, not understanding but looking forward.
There was a huge cloud of smoke and when it was revealed there was a great shock, Shaka was still alive! He blocked the attack with his spear, this surprised Tyr because he thought that this human would have been killed after this strike.
"Perish… War God." Shaka said seriously.
He then swing his spear and aim for his throat but Tyr deflect the strike and ended up getting his chest slashed, this shock him and many others Gods at such sight. A God was bleeding by the hand of a human, one thing was clear on both their minds if they were born at the same time or of the species they could have been rivals of combat.
"Interesting, such speed and strength is a waste on you." Tyr said with a smirk.
"Shut your mouth, War God." Shaka said, aiming his spear.
Shaka rushes Tyr at insane speed and broke the ground in the process and swung his spear right at the War God's head once more but Tyr meet the swung with his own and they two attack with a barrage of thrust and slashes which creates small shockwave and sparks, Tyr had more intrigue look on his face while Shaka had a more focus look on his face. Shaka manages to cut Tyr across his right leg but in return Tyr slash Shaka across his left arm, but both of them remain unfazed and continue to fight trying to kill each other with their deciding strikes.
On the side of the Gods
"Mmmm, how strange." Zeus said, trying out how a God was injured.
"Lord Zeus! Is there something about him that interests you!?" Hermes, one of the 12 Gods of Olympus shouted.
"Something impossible has occurred…" Zeus told him.
"You're wondering how a mere human is able to keep up with a God!?" Hermes shouted.
"SHUT UP! I'm not so old that my hearing is gone!" Zeus shouted with a huff then calmed down. "There is that… but also that human's weapon is going up against Tyrfing. Any weapon made by a mere man would be destroyed in one-hit, so how is that man-made weaponry still able to stand against the weapon of a God…?" He questioned.
"A good question, the weapons of man shouldn't be able to hurt a God and yet Tyr is bleeding." Sif said, curious on how it was possible. "What do you think, Honey?" She asked her husband.
"Hmmm." Thor said, focusing entirely on the fight.
Zeus looked at Brunhild the Eldest Valkyrie but she merely smirked at him and he was curious on what she was planning, he knew she had some kind of plot and smirked, intrigue on how this would turn out and watch the fight.
Shaka slash Tyr across the right shoulder while the War God cut Shaka's left leg, he wince and blitz around him and aim for the back of his neck but Tyr predicted this and parries the strike and plant his right foot into Shaka's gut, causing him be push back as he spat out blood. He stop him and not a knee, he was apnting and taking deep breaths compare to the torture of Helheim he was given this was nothing, he get up and stand and throwing stance and with all his might! The spear flew through the air at blinding speed and Tyr was about to knock it back but Shaka rushed after it and grabbed the spear and mixed the speeding force of the throw and the strength of his arm and was aiming right for Tyr's neck! There was a big shockwave and Shaka thought it was over but to his shock it wasn't because at the last moment of impact, Tyr put his left arm up and a golden shield was released from the bracelet.
"Impressive, human. But you have to be faster than that!" Tyr told him, and swung his sword at full speed to cut Shaka in half.
Shaka was able to dodge the slash and once against goes for the head but Tyr block with his shield and swing his sword at Shaka so the african king had to block with his spear and was able to stand his ground against the force of the swing. Begin moving much faster then both so fast in fact that it created afterimages, Tyr tries keeping up but Shaka was moving too fast to keep up with at a focus point so he merely brace himself for the next strike. Shaka came right at him and aims for his heart once more but Tyr had already predicted this and goes for a slash but Shaka jump over it and end up cutting him across the right shoulder instead, the Norse War God grunt and check to see if it could still move and Shaka landed behind, he spat out blood and the reason was because he wasn't fast enough and ended up getting cut across the chest and now had a horizontal wound. Tyr grew tired of this and makes the first move this time and start by bashing his shield into Shaka's face, he grunted in pain at this goes for a stab at the chin to pierce the God's brain by at the same time Tyr's attack with Tyrfing's Wrath and so the spear fighter has to change his strategy and stabs his spear in the ground instead pull himself upwards, this mix with the force of the killer strike sent him flying into the air. Shaka firmly grips his spear and as he descends, he delivers a killer thrust but once more Tyr blocks and thrust his blade upward and gets him in the left leg, taking off a small chunk. Shaka landed roughly on the ground and put severe pressure on his injured leg and took a knee but Tyr wasn't done and delivered a powerful swing of his sword but Shaka was able to block but was sent flying and crashing into a wall, he spat out blood and slowly picked himself up. He backed away and was panting a bit, he was bleeding and bit but so was Tyr, neither of them had landed a critical hit and were merely chipping away at each other and shed a small amount of blood but that was it. Shaka will admit that his left leg hurts a bit but compare to the endless hellish torture of Helheim this was nothing.
"So this is like fighting a God? The pain and feeling of bloodshed but… compared to the unbearable suffering I experience in Isihogo it is nothing." Shaka thought, thinking back to his time in Helheim and what led him there.
Shaka Zulu had lost his mother in village raid and vow vengeance and fight and kill his way to the top until he was facing the king himself, they two had intense battle but Shaka came out on top and murder him and even though he had his revenge the pain remain and so his terror begun, he slaughter all that kill or even ignored his mother but it didn't matter it was man, woman, or child he didn't limit he even kill the mothers of newborn caffle and made so they watch so they could feel his pain of lost. His rampage was going to wipe out his tribe unless it was stopped so Dinagane and Mhlangana worked together and led a coup against him the fight was long and both of them nearly died but in the end they were able to defeat their brother and kill him with a mix of poison, strategy, and a bit of luck. Later, Shaka woke up in Helheim with spike impaling his arms and legs and he was chained to two large boulders a three demon was there and torture him from cutting him deep and slow, to stabbing him in the most vital places, and just trying him like a punching bag, this continue for a while as Shaka screamed in pain. The demon finish him off by caving his face in and killing him only for him to come back to life moments later, then the demon started all over again and as this went on Shaka was left covered in blood and fatal wounds, he muttered something and the demon lean in to hear what he was saying only for him to bash and head into the face and bite off their ear which ended up leaking lava and spat the bloody ear on one of the chain and broke free and then once the chain and free himself of the other and free himself, he kill the demon with the chains. He was then surrounded by a horde of demons and fallen angels there were over a hundred of them, the battle was a slaughter but by the end of it Shaka was the victor and around him where the mangle and bloody corpses of the demons and fallen angels with him drunch in their blood. He look at the castle in the distance and made his way there, the journey was long and deadly with many more battle ahead but Shaka was able to make to the castle and it was the home of none other than Hades the King of Helheim and God of the Underworld, Shaka challenge him to a fight but he didn't even last a second before him torn to piece and being reduce to ground beef and then burnt by the fires of Helheim, Hades then fed him to Cerberus and through the whole thing he could feel the pain. Shaka spent many decades in Helheim being torture by Hades and other demons but Shaka once again manage to break free escape and spent his afterlife wathering the hellish world, experiencing all forms of physical and psychologial pain and dying a lot but he never stop training.
On the side of Humanity
"That really happened, Big Sis?" Geir asked Brunhild.
"Indeed, even in death Shaka Zulu never stopped growing, his pain tolerance and speed are above any other fighter. His time in Helheim strengthened him in many ways, ways you're about to see." Brunhild told her.
"B-But will it be enough for Lord Tyr? L-Lady Sif did say he trained like crazy after the Jotun Incident." Geir said, still concerned.
"We can only wait and watch." Brunhild told her. "It's holding out so far, it seems the Gods haven't caught on yet." She thought, hiding a smug smirk but also nervous.
On the side of the Gods
"Hmmm, that human is tough." Zeus said, rubbing his chin.
"It seems so, he manages to survive Tyr's killer move." Hermes said, nodding.
"Only for now, once Tyr truly gets serious that humans will fall." Ares the Greek God of War and one of the Gods of Olympus said, taking a seat.
"Don't underestimate them just yet." Hades said firmly, taking his seat. "That human is harder to put down than you think, in fact he single-handedly killed off a small four percent of the population of Helheim, over a trillion dead demons and fallen angels." He told them.
"Huh!? That many!?" Ares said in shock.
"Yes. We fight a few times but it always ends with him dead but the surprising part was that each time we fought it lasted a bit longer." Hades said, leaning forward and watching the fight.
Back in the arena, Shaka took a deep breath then exhaled and after that he had a more focused look on his face and was gripping his assegai spear tightly. He spun it around a bit at high speed until a small vortex of wind was form and rush at Norse God of War within the blink an eye and deliver a powerful thrust right to his head, Tyr dodge the by a few hairs of his beard but he didn't dodge unscathe but his right cheek and ear were hit. He swung his curse sword down but Shaka dodge and attacks with another powerful thrust for his heart but Tyr once again dodge and got his chest grazed instead and counter with furious swing but Shaka dodge by jumping into the air aim for his neck with a powerful thrust but Tyr parries the attack and get hit in the left shoulder. Shaka And Tyr clash once more but the War God was slowly being pushed back because Shaka was moving at such speed, he hti Tyr in the right leg with another powerful thrust and dodge one of Tyr's slashes and hit him in the left torso, the War God tries using his shield but Shaka was moving to fast for him to probably block. Shaka back away and was preparing to finish the fight and move at the speed of sound and goes right for Tyr's head and attack with a thrust so powerfully fast the tip of the spear was lit on fire but Nordic God meet the attack head on with Tyrfing's Wrath and created a large explosion and the force of the blas was so strong that it knock out Tyr's sword and Shaka's spear out of their hands. This surprised both of them and everyone else in the arena, Tyr wasn't really bothered by the loss of his weapon as Shaka.
"Are you still willing to fight without your weapon, human king?" Tyr asked Shaka.
"Be silent, War God. Only one of us is without their weapon." Shaka said firmly and pulled out a iklwa spear.
This shocked everyone but Brunhild, Shaka bolted at Tyr and carved up his chest with multiple slashes, he spat out blood and was still in shock at this and the feeling of pain.
On the side of Humanity
"Huh!? Wh-What's going on!?" Geir said in shock at the sight. "I thought Shaka only had one weapon."
"Remember Geir, this is all part of the plan for Ragnarok." Brunhild told her.
"Huh?" Geir said, confused. "But I thought the spear Shaka Zulu was using was…" She said, remembering what happened when Brunhild came back.
Flashback
Brunhild had returned from Helheim with Shaka Zulu, Geir frightened by the man's presence. The Oldest Valkyrie had the former king gather with the rest of the warriors, she had Geir follow her so the youngest Valkyrie sty close to her side as they entered a bigger room.
"B-Big Sis, even if Shaka Zulu was a strong fighter will he be capable of going against a God, let alone Lord Tyr?" Geir asked her.
"Obviously, he doesn't stand a chance." Brunhild told her in a blunt tone.
"Doesn't stand a chance!?" Geir repeated in comical horror.
"The cheats the Gods have are they're divine weapons and power. With the ability to forge the most broken and unbeatable weapons in the Heavens. By comparison to the weapon and skill of Mankind they just don't match up, they would be no better than mere toys and can be easily smashed within seconds." Brunhild explained to Geir. "So in short Geir, there's no chance in hell that humans can beat Gods wielding their divine weapons and powers." She said bluntly.
No chance in hell…" Geir whispered in despair. "WE'RE DOOOOOMED!" She shouted in comical horror, crying on the floor.
"Fufufu, you're right about us absolutely being doomed." Brunhild told her in a soft tone. "But let me ask you something, what if humans had divine weapons and skills too?" She asked.
"H-Huh?" Geir said, confused.
"That's right, the only way to beat a divine weapon is with a divine weapon." Brunhild told her.
"You better know what you're doing, Brunhild." A gruff male voice said from behind them. "I'm sticking my neck out for you here and if the old man and the other Gods find out then they'll chop right through it." Hephaestus the Greek God of Blacksmithing and one of the 12 Gods of Olypmus said seriously, holding a bag over his shoulder. He was as tall as Ares but much bulker, he had light brown hair and a matching full beard, yellow eyes, and was wearing a blacksmith outfit with a set of goggles.
"HUH!?" Geir said in shock.
"Greetings, Lord Hephaestus. I am glad you agree to help us in this war, I'll be sure to repay you." Brunhild told him, bowing a bit.
"Hmph, I hope so. But honestly, I still help ya out if it means sticking it to my bastard father, Zeus and his bitch wife, Hera. I would never let them destroy the very humans that took me in when they casted me out." Hephaestus said bitterly, bearing a grudge. "I do hope you know what will happen once my father and the other Gods find out that you're using handcraft divine weapons." He said seriously.
"Oh… I am fully aware but once it is complete there will be no turning back." Brunhild said in an equally serious tone.
"Just so were clear." Hephaestus said, then dropped the bag on the floor. "I finished all the tools you wanted for each fighter, I'll be honest most of it was a pain in the ass to make but I managed to do so." He told her.
"Thank you once again for doing this." Brunhild said, bowing once more.
"Hmph, just make sure you actually win this. Although, if I'm being honest you're chances are next to none with the kind of fighters the Gods have, especially if Hera joins the roster." He said grimly.
"We'll take our chances, no matter how slim." Brunhild said determined.
"You Valkyrie never change." Hephaestus said with a rough chuckle, he pulled out a pack of God smokes and lit himself one.
"Big Sis… I-I don't understand… w-why is Lord Hephaestus here a-and what did you have him do?" Geir asked, confused and nervous.
"Isn't obvious, I had him make us divine weapons to use in Ragnarok." Brunhild told her.
"You did what!?" Geir shouted in shock. "B-B-But if the Gods… f-find out…" She said, shaking with fear at the thought.
"We must do what we can in this fight, Geir. For the sake of Humanity." Brunhild told her, grabbing both her shoulders and looking her in the eyes.
"O-Okay." Geir nodded. "B-But will this really be enough?"
"This is only one half of the key we needed, the other half is needed for us to have the chance to fight off against the Gods." Brunhild told her
"You called dear sister… in accordance with our oldest sister, Brunhild's summoning. We, the 11 Valkyrie sisters, have gathered." Randgriz the4th oldest Valkyrie sister, told her.
"Oh, our sisters! This is the first time I've seen all 13 of us gather in one place… but why?" Geir asked Brunhild, confused.
"It's part of the plan." Brunhild answered. "Randgriz, step forth." She ordered.
"Yes, dear sister." Randgriz said, coming forth.
"Sister Griz." Geir said with a smile.
"Randgriz, I take it you know of Lord Tyr's armaments?" Brunhild asked.
"Of course." Randgriz answered. "Uknuselig, The Sacred Golden Shield, an unbreakable shield that came withstand anything and everything, even the blows of Thor. And Tyrfing, the Curse Sword that craved blood and destruction that rivals Mjolnir." Randgriz explained.
"Indeed, those two things that Lord Tyr wields are some one of the many strongest and shittiest cheats that Heaven has." Brunhild explained to Geir.
"They are, those things are no joke. I take a good look at them and the craftsmanship is top tier, those Dwarfs are no slackers." Hephaestus said seriously. "It can reveal my own craftsmanship."
"He's right. In order to win against Lord Tyr, first we must overcome those obstacles." Brunhild told Geir. "Randgriz, will you pledge your body to me?" She asked.
"Of course, Sister. With pleasure." Randgriz said, kneeling down.
"Pledge your body?" Geir thought confused.
End of Flashback
In the arena, Shaka Zulu's iklwa spear began to glow with bright green light and it was revealed to be Randgriz. This shocked all the Gods but once this was revealed a few of them figured out what was going before.
On the side of Humanity
"That's right! This is the secret power of our sisters." Brunhild thought. "Our counter to the God's cheat with our very one creative cheats!" She thought with a smile.
"Sister Griz…" Geir thought, concerned.
A Valkyrie's body may take the form of a human weapon. Meaning that Humanity obtains their own Divine weapons! That power is called, VOLUND! When a weapon becomes divine, it will take on the trait of the Valkyrie it possesses. The 4th Valkyrie Sister's name is Randgriz, it means… Shieldbreaker!
In the arena Shaka and Tyr were fighting, Shaka swung his spear at Tyr's head but he blocked with his shield but once it made contact it caused pieces of it to shatter, shocking Tyr and the other Gods!
On the side of the Gods
"Well, ain't that a surprise." Zeus said, genuinely shocked.
"It seemed like we were being played." Hades said, look at the assegai spear that was on the side.
"It seems so." Hermes agreed.
"Huh? I don't get it, how is this possible?" Ares asked, confused and shocked.
"The scheme of Brunhild planned." Hades answered. "It seems like the weapon that Shaka Zulu was wielding wasn't his true weapon."
"So it seems…" Zeus said, stroking his beard. "Is this the extent of the scheme?"
"Hmmm." Hermes said, rubbing his chin.
"You noticed it too?" Zeus asked.
Hermes nodded and explained the role of the Valkyrie and Volund to them as well as the true plot of Ragnarok and Brunhild's scheme.
"So that's what Brunhild was scheming, quite bold of her to do so." Sif said, surprise. "Then that means the weapon that human was wielding was a divine weapon that was created by a God." She clarified.
"Seems so." Thor said, finally speaking.
Odin himself wasn't pleased and gripped his armrest tightly in anger at the thought that a God would help Mankind stand a chance against them but also for the fact Brunhild was going against them.
"It seems Brunhild planned this from the very beginning." Hades concluded, a calm but frightened look on his face.
"Yes… that's right. Those pissy little girls point their blades at us Mighty Gods." Zeus said, gripping his armrest tightly in anger. "This is a rebellion! To think that the Valkyrie would go against us…" He muttered. "It's so… this is just… the greatest thrill I've had since the big bang!" He said, getting swell and aroused from the thought.
"You never change, dear brother." Hades said with a sigh.
Zeus made a perverted face at Brunhild who had a blank stone face as he did so, wanting him to stop looking her way and focus on the fight in the arena.
Shaka Zulu spun his spear around a bit and went for another stab, Tyr dodge and got his right shoulder hit and a chunk was taking off, he "tch" and dodge other thrust from Shaka's spear. He held his shield up as Shaka attack and more of the shield was taken off but Tyr deliver a right hard punch to the left side of Shaka's ribcage, he spat out blood and feel at least to of them crack but he stab right through Tyr's right arm and cause him to grunt in pain and tries and smack him across the face with his broken shield Shaka pull out his out his spear back away. Shaka charge Tyr and goes for his heart once more to finish him off but Tyr blocked with his shield once more but it was shatter up more taking off more piece but Tyr counter hard punch across the face, Shaka grunted in pain and swung upward and tries to take his head but Tyr back up get his forehead cut, only a small bit of blood came out and he goes for a kick but Shaka doge with ease and cuts it. Tyr grunted and in pain but had a grin on his face as he saw his blood dripping onto the ground.
"Impressive, human. You're very quick on your feet and are good with a spear." Tyr said, checking his foot to see if he could still walk. "But your movements are still too predictable for me to read, I'm hoping you surprise me a bit more."
"Silences you pitiful War God. I am here to redeem myself, not fight for your pleasure." Shaka said with a sneer.
"Pleasure? Don't kid yourself, I only say you were impressive but only by human standards. For me to feel true pleasure from a fight I would need to be pushed back much more harshly than this." Tyr told him, taking a fighting stance with his broken shield in front.
Shaka was done talking and rushed at the speed of sound once more and finished off Tyr for real! He attacks with a single powerful thrust, Tyr uses his shield to block the attack but it is too strong and gets completely destroyed and Tyr gets pierced right through the abdomen and causes him to spat blood. Shaka tries to pull his spear out but he can't, Tyr flexes his muscles to keep him in place and cocked his fist back and delivers a full force punch to the right to the face and sends Shaka flying and slamming into the wall! The Gods cheer at this, Tyr pulls the spear out and tosses it to the side and walks up to Shaka to finish him off but he then sees him slowly getting up and he spat out blood, his face was bruised up and he relocated his broken nose. Tyr was on his guard incase Shaka had any other tricks up his sleeve, even when he saw Shaka take a few steps and then fall to his hands and knees as he vomited up blood, he was panting and looked to have taken more damage from the punch then everyone thought. Tyr figure it was time to finish him off by stomping on his skull and walk up to him once more to crush the brutal king's head but once he was in Shaka's space and raise his feet, Shaka from drunk a hidden bottle then sprays a purple liquid in Tyr's face, it was poison from the Boomslang the most deadliest snake in Africa, it was called, Halāhala.
"You're the one that shouldn't kid themselves." Shaka told him, watching Tyr take a knee.
Shaka put up his spear and was ready to finish this fight but then both of them heard a sizzling sound and Shaka looked and saw Tyrfing vibrating as a sinister black and red aura came off it. Tyr gets up in a sluggish manner, he looks like he was drunk off his ass as he stumbles towards his sword, Shaka was surprised that the War God was able to handle the deadliest poison in Africa.
"S-So… you finally… w-wake up, huh?" Tyr said in a slurred voice.
Dark red veins burst from the blade of Tyrfing then black liquid oozes out the veins and coats the whole blade while the red jewel releases a bright red flash of light. When the flash died down Tyrfing was completely different, it was larger then before and the blade was pure pitch black with blood red serrated blades on both sides and the jewel was now dark purple with red slit making it look like an eye, it was throbbing slightly with a sinister aura it was almost like it was alive. Tyr picked up his newly changed sword and gave it a few practice swings but was still drunk off the effect of the poison.
"Human… no Shaka Zulu, I have one favor: don't die on me too quickly." Tyr said, and his sword released a wave of intense bloodlust.
"I should be asking you, War God… Tyr." Shaka Zulu said, aiming his spear at the God.
On the side of Humanity
Brunhild and Geir were watching the fight and then Brunhild got a notification on her divine tablet and she pulled it out to see what was sent to her, Geir saw her and told her that she shouldn't have her tablet out and a look of shock appeared on her face.
"It's here… the list of combatants for Ragnarok." Brunhild said with a smirk, showing Geir.
"T-This is it…?" Geir asked nervously, hugging herself as she shuddered. "Names of the 26 fighters that will decide everyone? The countdown that will decide the fate of Humanity, to all of Mankind… these final 13!"
Heaven:
Viracocha
Tyr
Indra
Anansi
Yemonja
Hera
The Great Spirit
Hypnos
Thanatos
Ōmeteōtl
Satan
Maʽat
Shango
Humanity:
Shaka Zulu
James Armistead Lafayette
Robin Hood
Tomoe Gozen
Gargi Vachaknavi
Lubna of Córdoba
Cleopatra
Ching Shih
Boudica
Akbar the Great
Eve
Bruce Lee
Muhammad Ali
"Final 13? Fufufufu… no, Geir. One day, these warriors will be known as the Einherjar!" Brunhild shouted with a bright smile on her face.
"Th-These are Humanity Mightiest Champions… the Einherjar!" Geir said in surprise.
On the side of the Gods
Hermes got the notification of the list of fighters for Ragnarok and showed Zeus and Hades, while Sif showed Thor and Odin.
"Oh my, would you look at that?" Zeus said with a gleeful smile with glowing eyes. "Fufufu, it seems like I'll be able to enjoy this even more than I thought, fufu."
"I'll say, this battle might be more interesting than we thought." Hades said, a intrigue smile on his face.
"Oh, honey! Look at all the different kind of combatants that will be fighting." Sif said with a smile, getting excited.
"Hmm." Thor said, intrigue but never taking his eye off Tyr's battle.
"You're right, Tyr is finally getting serious so things should get real intense and exciting. From here on out, it's going to be a real bloodbath." Sif said, with a thrilled smile.
Back in the arena, Tyr moves forward and attacks with a powerful downward slash right at Shaka but he dodge at the last second the thing that was hit was the ground, a large crater was left. The curse sword let out a soft hum and throb a bit more, Tyr lift it up once more and put more power into his arm and goes for another killer slash and once again Shaka does and bolt right at Tyr and thrust his spear so fast the friction created fire and slash Tyr across the waist. Tyr was stumbling around thanks to the poison so his precision and accuracy weren't the best, Shaka saw this as a chance to finish him off and cut up his body at insane blinding speed with his blade being lit on fire. Tyr hit Shaka with a clothesline strike with his left arm, Shaka couldn't stop himself and got hit in the neck and sent hitting the ground he spat out blood and clenched his throat, he was gasping a bit but luckily he could still breath.
Tyr shook his head and was finally shaking off the effect of the poison, he rubbed his head and let out a groan. Shaka was recovering and making sure he was able to breathe properly and slowly picked himself up, both looked at each other and were ready to continue the fight. Tyr made the first move and attack with powerful downward slash at Shaka but the African King dodge and get in close an attack with powerful flaming jabs with his iklwa spear to the chest, Tyr grunted but then smirk and curve the slash before it hit the ground and would have split Shaka in half across the waist but he jump and aim for his face one more but Tyr's block with his left arm and the strike pierce through it but Tyr smirked and flexed his muscles once more and keep the spear in place and swung his curse sword to kill Shaka once again so the warrior king let go of his spear and back away to avoid death but he wasn't quick enough and his chest and right arm got a horizontal cut, instead of spilling to the ground it flow into the sword and the serrated edges release a red glow.
"What the? Did that deformed sword just absorb my blood?" Shaka thought.
"Indeed, that sword is cursed. It craved blood and destruction but it is a living weapon that only Lord Tyr can wield without succumbing to the madness of the cursed." Randgriz told him.
"By all, I better avoid getting cut by it." Shaka thought seriously, looking at the wound the awakened curse sword made.
"It will be for the best." Randgriz told him.
On the side of the Gods
"That sword sure is terrifying, for Tyr being able to wield such a blade like nothing is short of nothing but amazing." Ares said, praising his fellow War God.
"You got that right, Ares. Tyr was able to completely conquer the curse and tame the blade." Sif said with pride.
"That blade, Tyrfing, is alive just like my Mjolnir and once awakened it is a completely different beast from before." Thor said, finally speaking.
"Curse?" Ares said, confused.
"That's right, that sword is cursed." Sif told them her face was now serious. "Once that sword awakens Tyr must not miss his cut or else the consequences will be deadly."
"S-Seriously!?" Ares said, shocked and a bit frightened.
"Very serious." Sif stated. "In fact Tyrfing isn't even its real name. The true name of that sword is, Dainsleif." She told them.
"That explains the odd ominous aura it gives off." Hades said, watching the sword closely.
"Its only purpose is destruction and has a never-ending thirst for blood no matter who's." Thor told them, seriously.
Back in the arena, Tyr looked at Tyrfing or better known as Dainsleif and saw it throbbing and wanted more blood, he could feel it and tightened his grip on the handle and looked forward with a serious look on his face. His arm tensed up and he unleashed two swings so powerful two air slashes were released! It was much faster then Shaka thought and was cut in his left shoulder and right waist, blood gushed out the wounds he acted quickly and sealed his wounds shut by slashing them with his spear, using the flames.
"I must not lose my nerves, no matter what." Tyr thought, remembering the time he gained the sword.
It was after the Jotun Incident and it was only thanks to Thor that everyone else was able to survive, a younger Tyr tried to do his part to help but with the lost of his left hand that made it impossible to wield andy weapon properly and he would have if it wasn't for his brother. The incident let Tyr full of shame and anger for not being able to put more of a fight and his own weakness ever since his battle with Hela's hound; Fenris the Immortal Wolf and he shove his left hand into the beast mouth to slow it down and lost it, his fighting capability hasn't been the same. Tyr put himself training his body and remaining arm intensely and with the help of Thor, he was able to increase his strength to highs that no one else was able to think was possible but it would soon be a double-edged sword because regular divine weapon wouldn't be able to withstand the force of his strength and would either get crush from his insane grip or shatter from a single swing, he would fall into despair believing would never be able to protect Asgard but he was then summon by Odin and be giving a weapon that no one else would be able to wield, it was the Curse Sword; Dainsleif. Tyr would train day in and day out with the cursed sword and name it, Tyrfing and take it into many battles, staining the blade with the blood of his enemies but soon the true nature of the blade rear its head. During an intense battle with Hela and the army of dead warriors, Asgard was facing another crisis that may end it and Thor wasn't around to help because he was sent to deal with the Great Serpent; Jormungandr so Tyr and Asgard's best soldier held the line and fought against her. Many lives were being lost but Hela pushed on and back them into a corner, it was looking hopeless for them but Tyr fight on with all his might but once Hela sicked Fenris on him the battle turn against for the Nordic soldiers turn and they were being slaughtered, Tyr tried to fight off the beast but even with his newfound strength and cursed weapon the Beast of Helheim was unstoppable. The battle was turning grim and Tyr was batter and bloody, all look lost until the curse activated, it transform and absorbed all the blood that was shed that day use it to fuel its power Tyr felt and unbearable pain course through his body then it turn into power and with it, he single handed defeated Fenris and Hela but act a cause because the sword had possessed Tyr and sent him into a blind rage and bloodlost making him monster of pure destruction that would had destroy Asgard if Thor had not shown up to stop his rampage. Their battle was hard and intense but it as by the end of it, Tyr was subdued and after that Tyr would spend his time recovered and training to tamed Dainsleif and it took many tried but Tyr was able to do it, he conquer the curse and tamed the cursed sword.
On the side of the Gods
"T-That really happened?" Ares asked in shock.
"Yep. If my honey didn't step in then things could've gone worse." Sif answered. "I never saw it but honey compared it too once of the hellbeast within Helheim, only much stronger."
"Hmmm, in that form Tyr was my equal in terms of strength." Thor spoke once more.
"Whether or not he uses it will be up to him." Sif nodded.
On the side of Humanity
"Man, Lord Tyr sure is holding his own. Even when Shaka started attacking seriously." Geir said, getting nervous.
"But of course, Lord Tyr is a master fighter in close quarter combat and has trained to the point of being able see what his opponent will do before they do it but it's only for a few seconds." Brunhild told her.
"Huh!? D-Does Shaka still stand a chance?" Geir asked, concerned.
"Just wait and watch, Geir. We must have faith." Brunhild said, facing the arena.
In the arena, Shaka rush right at Tyr and he unleash more air slashes at brutal king but he used his speed to dodge every one of them and attack fiery thrust to his neck but Tyr parries the strike slams his left stump right into Shaka's chest and the blow was heavy and felt like a club hit him and cause him to spit up blood and felt more of his ribs cracked and Tyr swung his sword down but Shaka deflect the slash to the ground and hit Tyr with powerful thrust to the gut and back away. Tyr tense up and bit and look at the sword and tightened his grip and unleash a powerful air slash that was twice the size from before, Shaka jump over the killer slash and goes for Tyr's chest but the Nordic War God counter with his own slash and the two weapons clashes and created sparks and put all the strength into their arms but ended up knocking each other back. Tyr lunged forward and unleashed multiple strikes and Shaka was forced to go on the defensive and block and deflect every cut but most of them landed on his body and with each cut the sword absorbed more of Shaka's blood. The brutal king "tch" and jumped away from him, he was panting and trembling while Tyr was still strong and ready while Dainsleif was throbbing and thirst for more blood. Shaka was getting nowhere and would soon die if he changed things up but then he saw the assegai spear that was knocked out his hand and smirked as he saw the ace he needed. Shaka made a dash going right for Tyr and the War God thought the spear-wielder was going to try and make another attempt at his life but Shaka jump over him and continue to run until he manage to grip his assegai spear, now he was wielding two kind of spears of different length.
"Shall we continue, War God?" Shaka asked him, seriously.
"Let's." Tyr said, an excited smirk on his face.
Shaka spun his spears around and swung all over the place, moving them at insane speeds too fast; they were a red blur because the friction created fire. Shaka vanish from sight and a moment later slash Tyr across chest giving him a burning wound, he grunted in pain and swung his sword with much more speed and power then before but Shaka dodge and goes to end him with stab at him hear but Tyr shift the weight of his body and the strike miss and Tyr deliver a mean uppercut with his left stump right into Shaka's gut but he dodge and backs away. Shaka bolts forward and unleashes a killer barrage of furious thrust with both his spears but Tyr deflects and parries them and tries once more to slash the African king but Shaka dodge the strike. Tyr and Shaka continue to clash strike after strike with their weapons, making small shockwaves and sparks. Neither one was backing down and their fight was growing more intense as they picked up speed and put more power into their strikes! Shaka goes for a stab for Tyr's heart but he deflect the attack and counter with a killer slash but Shaka blocked with his assegai spear and was knocked back a bit. Tyr looked at his sword and back at Shaka, he inhaled and then exhaled then used another technique he created with Thor's help and it matched the force and devastating power, it was equal to Thor's Gerriod. First he tightened his grip on his curse sword then focus all his physical strength into his whole arm and it starting bulking up and increased in size until it was thicker than a tree trunk and started spinning his sword at high-speed, it was going so fast it created a vortx and gather tons of circular force it was covered in a blood red and black aura with the serrated edges glowig, the name of the technique was called, Great Devourer! Meanwhile Shaka would do the same and focus all his strength into his legs and tightly gripping his spears and spun the edges a bit and they were picking up speed and starting to create fire, the name of this move Shaka called it, Burning Glory! It was here and now in which these two would give it their all, Tyr would flash his proudest smile while Shaka would meet with his most serious frown, the two attack would clash and creates a explosion of curse energy and fire and kick up a ton of dust no one could see what had happened but it started to clear up it was reveal that Shaka was still alive much to the shock of the Gods.
On the side of the Gods
"How the hell is this possible, that move rivals Thor's Gerriod and that buried the Jormungandr!" The Black Raven shouted.
"Quite the shocker indeed but it is too quick to assume anything." Sif said, getting excited and so was Thor.
On the side of Humanity
"Shaka Zulu, stop making my sister do all the work!" Geir shouted but noticed something was off. "Huh?" She said, confused.
And it was revealed that Shaka didn't get out of it unscathe because his left leg and right arm were broken, he tried to walk but was able to too and fell to his knee. Humanity looked on in horror as their fighter was in a bad position.
On the side of the Gods
"Hermes." Zeus called out.
"Yes?" Hermes asked.
"Isn't it wonderful to watch men fight and die?" Zeus asked, enjoying the display before him. "Although seeing how that human was able to take Tyr's attack on with his own was impressive and he definitely has grit but time is up for him and his mortal body." he stated.
"Indeed, this isn't Helheim so he won't be coming back from this unlike before." Hades said, agreeing with his brother.
On the side of Humanity
"Dear sister! Shaka Zulu… move! Hurry and get out of the way!" Geir shouted.
Brunhild bit her nail in suspense and saw Tyr was getting ready to finish him off with his next attack.
Back in the arena, Shaka's whole body was riddled with pain as he tried to get up but that last attack was more powerful than he thought it would be then just breaking his arm and leg.
"You fought well, Shaka Zulu. I will give you a warrior's death and kill with my full strength." Tyr said, raising his sword high in the air.
"Shut it, you." Shaka growled, trying to get up. "I am not done yet."
"Haha, defiant to the end." Tyr said, merely chuckling.
In the crowd on the side of Humanity, everyone was dreading the worst as they believed it was over for them while only a few were angry and that was Shaka's brothers.
"What the hell are you doing, why is the King of the Zulu Tribe on his knee like some-kind of baby!?" Dinagane shouted in anger.
"Yes! Where was all that bravo and determination from before!? WHERE'S THE FIRE THAT NEARLY KILLED US!?" Mhlangana shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Get up brother! The battle is not over!" Mpande shouted, he was a giant of a man wearing a large white robe and various animal skins, he had black skin, yellow eyes and was bald.
"Were all that strength and power you had, this is how you wish to die!? On your knee before such foe!?" Sigujana shouted in absolute anger. He was shorter and was wearing a green and blue robe. He had black skin, yellow eyes, and long hair in a braided ponytail.
"Please son! Get up and fight, I know you can do it!" Nandi shouted, pleading for Shaka to get up.
Soon all of Mankind was cheering and shouting for Shaka to get up and fight, the Gods thought it was pointless and believed that it was over for the king. Shaka lets out a scream and gets to his feet once more and takes a battle stance! Tyr looked at him in shock but it soon turned into excitement, he took his own battle stance and was ready to go all out.
"Well, if you can still continue then let's fight, Shaka Zulu!" Tyr said ready for more blood-shed in this fight.
"I'll show you why I was King, War God Tyr." Shaka said in a calm and serious tone.
Shaka Zulu spent all his time in Helheim training, in that training he created a move that used his inhuman speed to the fullest by tensing up and focusing on every muscle fiber within his lower half of the body from his waist and thighs to his legs and even his very toes. He then releases all the energy at once and moves at top speed from the very start and moves so fast that no one can see him, the name of this move was called… Verdwyn! Shaka disappeared before Tyr's eyes and then he was hit in the chest and slash across the neck, he let out a gasp and spat out blood and staggered back a bit. Shaka was now behind Tyr and flick the blood off his spears, Tyr took a knee and cut his own neck with his sword to absorb the blood and climax the neck up and stop the bleed, he look at this chest and saw a burnt stab him that could had hit his heart but was was off by a few centimeter. Shaka "tch" in frustration and uses his assegai spear to keep him from falling and cursed himself for missing his chance to finish him, if only his leg wasn't broken then it would have been over.
"I couldn't even see that coming." Tyr thought, feeling his blood pumping with excitement. "Impressive, Shaka Zulu, I almost died that time." He said with a mad grin.
"I'll be sure to finish you off this time." Shaka said seriously.
Shaka Zulu rush forward and and swung right at Tyr's head with a flaming spear thrust but Tyr blocked with his curse sword and then counter with powerful upward slash, Shaka barely dodge with only his chest getting cut and losing more blood, he stabs Tyr in his left foot and when Tyr tries to cut his head off he only hits afterimage and aim for the heart from behind but Tyr deflect it with his blade and sent Shaka back and attack with an air slash, Shaka dodge the air slash and rush toward Tyr and stab him in the gut with his assegai spear and then follow up with a stab to the head with his iklwa spear but Tyr blocked the attack with his left hand but Shaka uses the Shieldbreaker technique and shatter the bones and muscle within it and took a chunk of it off which cause blood to gush out, Tyr wince in pain and Shaka focus on his strength and uses Verdwyn once more while his spear is still in Tyr's gut and is slash across the stomach, he tries to tense his muscle but blood gush out the wound and he spit up and bit of blood and fall on one of his knees. Everyone is shock that the Mighty Tyr is now on his knee while Shaka stand over him and look down at him, Shaka wince in pain as his legs throb from the powerful technique the only downside is that once he uses it their a cool down time and in that time he can't move at superhuman speed like normal but it doesn't matter now, Shaka raise his iklwa spear and swung it down at Tyr to chop off his head but he blocks with Dainsleif and trying cutting Shaka with it but he dodge it and thrust his assegai spear right at him head, Tyr is able to dodge but his left eye hit and he now only has one eyes.
"Hmph, it's over for you War God Tyr. You fought well but it's over for you." Shaka said, readying his spear and was going to finish him off.
Tyr was silent and the Gods dread the worst in thinking they'll take the first loss while Humanity cheers believing they won. No but a few notice Dainsleif throbbing violently for a few second then stopping, Shaka aim right to the head and unleash a powerful through but that the last moment a wave of force blast off from the curse sword and knock Shaka back a bit and look and was in shock, Tyr get to his feet and raise Dainsleif in the air and cause all the blood both of them spill to flow towards it and get absorb and once it was done, then a black and blood red aura start to surrounded Tyr and a violent thumping could be heard and then Tyr unleash terrifying battle cry that echo across the arena! Once it was over Shaka look at him in shock and cold sweats on his face, Tyr's body was bulker then before and now had a crimson color with thick purple vein all over and his single eye had red hue around it and he was spotting a blood-thirsty grin on his face and most surprising his wounds were heal or more specifically reform shut, Dainsleif was covered in the same aura but now the serrated edges had visible red glow.
On the ide of the Gods
"And it has begun, Tyr has finally used it." Thor said seriously.
"That's it then? Quite a bone-chilling and terrifying appearance." Sif said, getting a few chills.
"H-How… ghoulish, i-is that… really Tyr?" Ares asked in shock and slight fear.
"Indeed, it is." Thor answered, remember it well. "It is his… Berserker Form." He told them.
"My my, how scary~." Zeus said, getting excited.
On the side of Humanity
"B-Big S-Sis… What's going on with Lord Tyr?" Geir asked in absolute fear.
"It is his Berserker Form, the form that nearly destroyed Asgard and rivals Lord Thor in physical strength. While in that form he is an unstoppable monster that will destroy everything and will stop at nothing, his body can't even recognize pain or fatigue and power behind his strikes are absolutely destructive." Brunhild said, her face covered in sweat and slight trembling in her body.
"D-Does Shaka even stand a chance against this?" Geir asked, believing it was over.
"I-I don't know." Brunhild said honestly. "We can only watch and hope."
Shaka Zulu could feel every cell within his body screaming at him to run away from this monster before him but he refused to. He faced plenty of monsters in Helheim that would haunt and or break the minds of even the most hardened warrior but compared to all of them Tyr in his current form was in a completely different league than them.
"By all, my body won't stop shaking." Shaka thought, looking at his hands trembling even so slightly.
"As things are now, surviving this fight is only short of a miracle." Randgriz told him. "Death is all but assured."
"I refused to die like a cowardly dog." Shaka thought firmly.
"You misunderstand, this fight is to the death and the only way to win is moving forward and giving it our all, even if death comes for us." Randgriz told him.
"What do you have in mind?" Shaka asked her, confused by her words.
"Brace yourself, this is going to hurt a bit." Randgriz told her and then a bright green light came off the spear and surrounded his body.
Shaka felt it flow through his veins and felt his body tense up and then multiple blasts of force came off his body and it hurt like hell but then a rush of newfound strength came forward which shocked Shaka.
"What did you do to me?" Shaka asked her. "My body… it feels different, stronger than before."
"I use my power and shatter the limiters within your body to release the untapped strength." Randgriz told him. "With this it should give you a chance, although a slim one." She told him.
"Hmph, that's all I need." Shaka said, ready for the final act of this fight.
"I hope you are ready, Shaka Zulu, because I'm going to bathe myself in your blood." Tyr said in a dark and slightly distorted voice with a savage grin.
"The only thing that will be bathed is the ground with your blood and corpse,I 'm going to finish you off for good this time, Tyr." Shaka said seriously.
"Bring it!" Tyr shouted and rushed forward.
Shaka met the charge with his own moving at unbelieve speed then before and as Tyr swung Dainsleif and Shaka swung his iklwa spear they made contact and created a shockwave that shocked the ground. Tyr and Shaka attack each other with a barrage of slashes but each strike that land merely created more shockwaves as they move at such speed and unleash such power many were unable to keep but a few could see it all. Shaka slash Tyr across the chest but didn't faze him even as blood gush out, Tyr grinned and flexed his muscle and close the wound and seal it up with some black ooze and then unleash a powerful slash that kick up a lot of wind and even when Shaka dodged he was still hit by the graze of the strike and blood gush out the left side of his waist and torso, he wince in pain but stop it by scorching the flesh and burning it shut. The fight continue as Shaka rush at blinding speed creating afterimages to through off Tyr and goes for his heart once more but Tyr simply counter with Tyrfing's Wrath and created a powerful shockwave and knock Shaka into a wall and made him spit up blood the powerful attack created a large crater, Shaka didn't stay down for long because he use the wall as a springboard to lunge himself forward and slash Tyr across the stomach with his assegai spear and made him spit up blood but Shaka refuse to stop at one and begins blitzing around Tyr cutting up every vital area on the Berserking God's body with his flaming spears, his stomach, back, joints on his arm and legs, and neck got deep cuts with blood spilling out but Tyr still keep had insane grin on his face, more black ooze came out and seal his wounds shut.
When Shaka goes for the head Tyr dodge the thrust and delivers a powerful kick right to the gut, Shaka spit out blood and felt great pain in his stomach but he endure it and stab his iklwa spear into Tyr's stomach and activate the Shieldbreaker technique and rip the muscle appear and cause blood to gush out but Tyr use Dainsleif to absorb the blood and reform the wound shut, Tyr close the distance in an instant and swung down Dainsleif with so much force that Shaka wasn't able to block or parry and got slash across the right shoulder and chest causing blood to spill out and get absorb, Shaka grunted in pain and use Verdwyn and stab his assegai spear into his chest right to the heart but it wasn't deep enough and Tyr took this chance to headbutts Shaka and knock him back. Both of them were panting but Tyr still had a blood-thirsty smile while Shaka still had a seriously determined frown, both of them were bleeding and heavily injured but were far from calling it quits.
On the side of Humanity
"B-Big Sis… this feeling." Geir said, getting nervous but also in awe.
"I know… this feeling of watching two fighters give it their all." Brunhild said seriously also in awe.
On the side of the Gods
Thor had no word for what he was seeing, he had an crazed excited smile on his face as he watch the fight closely and without missing a beat.
"There's nothing more thrilling than watching two warriors fight to the point of blood splatters and bones shatter!" Sif said just as excited with a crazy smile.
"I can't help but agree." Zeus said, a glint in his eyes.
Back in the arena, Shaka and Tyr let out a battle cry as they rushed each other and slammed their weapons against each other, they swung at such high-speed so intensely with so much power that it shook the ground! Both of them kept getting cut with a mix of fire and blood, Shaka got cut across the right side of the torso, his left leg, and right arm while Tyr got cut across the right arm, left side of his torso and chest. The most insane part was that instead of slowing down they did the opposite they pick up speed it was such bloody and glorious deploy that either man or God could have see, Shaka hit Tyr with Burning Glory while the Berserking War God tanked it and delivers a powerful air slash tearing up Shaka's chest and took more of his blood he gritted his teeth and tightly grip the end of his assegai spear and swung it down at such speed and power it lit up bright orange and red, Shaka would call this Crimson Hound and Tyr would respond with his own move by unleash the full power of his grip strength and focus the rest of his strength into his right arm and shoulder then release he most powerful sword thrust any has even seen and it would be called, Fenris's Rage! The two attack with clash and created a explosion that would blast both of them away and do severe damage, every muscle in Tyr's right arm would be rip to shreds while Shaka own arm which was his already broken one become even more damaged, his assegai spear was destroy and yet neither one back down.
It was at this moment, the next attack the fighters used would not only be powerful but their final one Tyr and Shaka had the same time as they looked each other in the eyes. Tyr's right arm would reform and the bleeding would stop while Shaka ripped off pieces of his clothes and wrap it around his slightly mangled and broken arm, tie it to his iklwa spear and grip the very end of the spear and lower his fight stance. Tyr began focusing all the strength into his once more and it started increasing in size he then started spinning Dainsleif at top speed. Shaka took a deep breath and exhaled while channeling the full power of the Shieldbreaker technique and a green light came off his body but it turned orange and it looks more like fire now, he was going to use a powerful technique that was both unstoppable and unavoidable.
In the crowd, Dinagane and Mhlangana wince in pain and they lift their robes and rveal severe burn scars on the left and right side of their torso.
"I never thought I would feel this pain again." Dinagane said grunting.
"Yeah, we nearly died because of that technique." Mhlangana said, agreeing.
The technique the brothers were talking about was one that Shaka trained and practiced over and over to perfection, he went through over a thousand on thousand of iklwa spears until he found it, and it was his technique that nearly killed them. The name of his move was called, Red Bullhorn! Shaka rushes at Tyr at nearly light speed and goes all out while Tyr meets the attack with his own and mixes Great Devourer and Fenris's Rage and creates Fenris's Fury: The Immortal Beast's Bite! Golden and orange flames form a bull head while a black and blood red energy in the form of a wolf head, both fighters flash their best smile and the moment they connect it creates an explosion of golden flames and dark energy that blows everyone away! It kicked up a huge dust cloud and everyone was dying with suspense to see the result of the fight and see the winner.
The cloud of dust clear up and reveal a gory sight to see, Tyr's body had a gaping hole with his right arm gone, his heart was destroyed he vomit up blood and even though his feet were shaking he wouldn't fall and Dainsleif was in pieces with purple and black ooze all over the place while Shaka wasn't any better because both of his arms were completely done for because his right arm was gone with his left was hanging by a few muscles and nerves and he was missing a chunk of his right torso his iklwa spear on the sight badly damage. No one was able to tell who was the winner with bloody sight before them, Shaka vomited blood and felt unbearable pain rip through his body, his bones cracked and crumbled and his muscles thrash and throb.
"Dammit, my body… is this it?" Shaka thought, taking a knee.
"Damn… my body is in bad shape… I won't last." Tyr thought, puking up blood.
"Lady Valkyrie… undo the Volund." Shaka told Randgriz, struggling to get up looking at a broken spearhead of the assegai spear.
"I can not, if I do…" Randgriz said but her body couldn't maintain her form and turn back into her real form.
"It… this ends with me." Shaka told, taking the spearhead into his mouth and getting to his feet.
Randgriz saw him get up and her body was badly damaged, she undid Volund before blacking out. He rushes at Tyr and jams it into his throat and slit open, the Norse War God spat out blood then both of them fall to their back.
"Well… done, Shaka Zulu." Tyr said, spitting up blood and taking his final breath.
"I… told you… I would kill you… Tyr." Shaka Zulu said, his vision going dark..
Both of them took their last breath and succumbed to their wounds and died, moments later their bodies fall apart into light particles with Tyr going first then Shaka Zulu.
"L-LADIES AND G-GENTLEMEN, THE WINNER IS… SHAKA ZULU!" Heimdall shouted and Humanity could believe and neither could the Gods.
No one is able to believe what they saw, a God was actually killed by a human no less but not without them dying too. Humanity as a whole wasn't sure how to feel about this given the fact they won but their fighter was still dead. Shaka's brothers had their heads down while Nandi cried at the death of her child.
"Damn it. Even though he killed me, I still feel bad that he died. Shaka, I hope you find peace." Sigujuna said upset.
"Fair well, brother. May you rest in peace. You fought well, proud of yourself." Mpande said in a solemn tone while bowing his head.
"He may have been a shitty king and brother, but he was a true warrior to the end." Mhlangana said in a sad and mournful tone.
"Indeed. But he managed to win so… let's drink to him." Dinagane said, pulling out a ukhamba of Umqombothi and all of them drink.
On the side of the Gods
Thor had calm look on his face along with Sif, some thought he might be pissed but in a unexpected fashion, Thor let out a sigh and look to the sky with content smile on his face while Sif let a cheer for the fight before also having a calm smile on her face, Odin was the only one not pleased with the first lost and his son dying.
"You okay, honey?" Sif asked her husband.
"Yes…" Thor answered. "Tyr was able to fight with his all, honestly I envy him." He said with a sigh.
"Yeah… it was one heck of a fight." Sif said with a calm smile, playing with his hair.
"Well, ain't this a surprise." Zeus said calmly, stroking his beard.
"Yes, it seems things aren't going to be as easy as we thought." Hades agreed.
On the side of Humanity
Brunhild and Geir didn't waste time checking on Randgriz, she was badly injured but she was breathing so she was alive, a medical team came and took her away to heal. Although they were able to win, their fighter still died. Brunhild walk off with Geir behind her, it was a bittersweet feeling but in the end the Gods now knew Humanity wasn't something to underestimate but such a thought would come back to bite them in the ass.
"I'm glad Sister Griz is alive and that we won but also it's kinda sad that Shaka Zulu died." Geir said, rubbing her arm. "What will happen to him after this?" She asked her.
"After this? A foolish question." Brunhild told her in a calm tone. "This is a battle of souls, if the soul is destroyed then there is no "after this" it's the end of the line… human and Valkyrie." She explained.
"T-The end?" Geir asked in shock.
"Niflheim." Brunhild told her.
Geir realized what Brunhild meant and was horrified of what could've happened to Randgriz if Volund wasn't undo in time.
"I-Is that what you mean by… pledge your body?" Geir asked and when Brunhild didn't answer it confirmed it. "How could you do such a thing!? How could you ask Randgriz to do such a thing!? She could have been lost to use!" She shouted with tears in her eyes.
"YOU THINK THERE'S A WAY TO BEAT THOSE BASTARDS WITHOUT TAKING RISKS!?" Brunhild shouted back.
It was quiet between them for a moment and Geir started to cry as she realized that she could lose her sisters in this battle and she couldn't understand why.
"Why… Why do we have to go so far?" Geir asked, desperately wanting to know.
"Because the very existence of Humanity is at stake." Brunhild answered.
The two return to their quarters to pick the next fighter, although they won the first round they still need 6 more victories and there are still 12 more rounds to go.
And I'm done, I hope you enjoyed the fight and the winner. If you have any thoughts on the list of fighters, share your opinion. I love to hear it.
Peace!
