2 war of the God's and after

The land was desolated golden ichor and crimson blood staind the battlefield. a single body could be seen perched up against a Boulder. a young man who's ivory hair seemed to glow in the the setting sun his body was near completely broken blood matted down the hair on the left side of his head a single half-lidded ethereal blue could be seen. his left arm or what was left of it was missing below the elbow his right gingerly cradled his smashed ribs. multiple cuts and gashes littered his body to the point he sat in a pool of his own blood. but despite all this a soft smile could be seen on his face one of content he had done it he head defeated the tyrannical king of the gods and his brood he had forgotten how long he had been fighting for it felt like the battle stretched out for year's but here he stood victorious. a small chuckle escaped his lips 'well not really standing i guess '. he mused but the small movement racked his body with pain nearly knocking him unconscious

'looks like this is it huh '. he thought to himself his throat to dry and hoarse from dehydration to speak.

as he sat there slowly drifting in and out of consciousness a single thought was all that was left in his head ' I hope I get to see everyone again in the next life ' with that thought the young man's eye's closed for what he believed would be the last time a soft smile still on his face.

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it was a strange feeling death he was sure the reaper would come to escort him to the afterlife instead it felt like he was on a very soft bed but he was almost certain where he was going they didn't have beds so It was definitely a strange feeling. so with no small effort he opened his eye's his body more exhausted than it had ever been. that's when he noticed that he could not see out of his left eye. 'shit' he thought with a monumental effort he raised his only good arm something he strangely didn't notice at the time. raising his hand to his face that's when he noticed the bandaged hand as he touched his face he felt more on his face slowly he pulled the bandages off letting out a sigh of relief that he didn't lose his eye as well. that's when he finally noticed that he was still missing his left arm that's when the realization hit him he wasn't dead! in his excitement he went to sit up but his body screamed in protest not realizing the damage his body still had. "FUCK!". he screamed in agony the last thing he heard before he slipped back into unconsciousness was the sound of hurried footsteps.

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wearily opening his eye's again groaning as he did so he heard a gruff aged voice speak. " you gave me one hell of a fright son, what made you think you could suddenly move like that"? blue turned to regard the man that was speaking looking up to see an absolute mountain of a man covered in a cloak with only his head visible. the man had long messy grey hair that reached his upper back as well as a long grey beard that reached his stomach a single grey eye regarded him carefully his other being covered by an eyepatch. he couldn't tell much else considering the man's body was covered but he knew the man was very well muscled considering his stature."I take it you're the one who patched me up huh?" the young man spoke or at least tried to considering he hadn't had water and who knows how long." aye you would be correct there boy, but before that here drink". the man said as he hand him a leather skin with what one would assume to be water carefully sitting up to not aggravate his wounds and taking the skin he began to drink a sense of euphoria came over him when the water touched his parched lips he drank carefully though so he wouldn't choke after a minute or so he set the skin down and once more regarding the older man he spoke again this time his voice clear. "thank you." looking at the man with true gratitude." tis no problem boy, you seem like you needed it now seein' as you're probably wondering who I am. I'm called hermit this here is my home." the man finished introducing himself as he pulled up a wooden chair that was somehow able to hold his massive frame." ah... my name's Crow." the young man spoke after a small pause not sure of telling hermit his name was a good idea but considering he saved his life he would trust him."thank you again for helping me". crow told the man once more."like I said boy tis no problem though you'll have to tell how you manage to get yourself that banged up in the first place".hermit asked crow."not everyday ye find a lad in the middle of a forest that looks like he's was mualed by a greater Kodiak".hermit said almost amused."wait what do you mean forest?".the suprise on crow's face couldn't have been more evident."I was on a battlefield in greeco near the great Olympus mountain's! where the hell are we"? now it was hermits turn to look surprised."boy ive been in this forest a very long time but even I know the greeco empire fell more than two thousand year's ago after the war of the God's". now hermit looked truly concerned his face marred with confusion. this young man was speaking like he was just there but that had to be impossible there had been no major war's since the war of the God's atleast nowhere near in scale it was called the last great war for a reason. meanwhile crow's mind was racing the number two thousand kept playing in his mind on repeat."hey...old man". crow spoke in a low soft tone but it carried an amount of steel to it that made the hairs on hermits neck stand up. he stopped his musings to look up at his new ward his strange white hair that resembled the feathers of his namesake shadowing his eyes if wasn't sure he was seeing thing's he could have sworn he saw an ethereal blue glow cone from behind his bangs."yes lad"? hermit asked the boy tentivly not sure why he spoke so carefully just a strange feeling something told him to tread carefully." please... tell me everything you know".as soon as crow spoke that strange feeling went away and the room took on a more somber tone. with this hermit was able to see crow's eyes the look hollow almost lifeless the eyes of one who had seen far to much pain. seeing this hermit decided to speak after a long pause."I'll tell ye everything I know lad but after I make some supper I'm quite hungry and you look like you haven't had a morsel in week's". at that note crow's stomach decided to make itself know. crow's cheeks took on a slightly red hue turning his head away from hermit."sorry". he said sounding embarrassed hermit on the other hand let out a deep gruff laugh futher increasing his embarrassment. "no worries lad tonight we'll feast to good health"! with that said he stood up and made to leave the room he turned his head one last time."rest up lad supper will be ready before to long" with his peace said he finally left leaving crow to his own thoughts. 'just what the hell is going on this can't be right there's no way I could have just traveled through time like that somethings wrong'. letting out a sigh he stopped his line of thing for now. " I need to focus on recovering right now and worry about that later". he made to sit further up but had some difficulty considering his lack of an arm his body was still very sore but he dealt with it he had experienced much worse pain than this crossing his legs on the bed he looked down to see that most of his body was bandaged he also took note of the bed seeing that it was actually the pelt of some extremely furry creature. 'now wonder its so soft' he mused but getting back to the task at hand he sat up straight and closed his eyes feeling the energy in his body slowly start to circulate he began to knead and mold the the stagnate energy letting run through his body like a river. he let out a contented sigh at the familiar warm feeling his body started to mend itself at an impossible pace the cuts and abrasions seem to have steamed closed almost instantly any broken bones snapping back in place almost as fast. crow grimaced slightly not so much form the pain but the sound was unpleasant the only thing that didn't fix itself was his arm but he knew why crushing the king of God's regalia with his bare hand was stupid but necessary plus seeing the look of horror on his face was worth the arm if you asked him. unfortunately using the energy in his body only added to his hunger

absent mindedly wondering when hermit would finish with thier food. he opted to ignore the hunger for now for something more important "they" had been far to quite for his liking and he was starting to worry. so once more he closed his eyes and began to concentrate not long after he appeared in a vast white landscape the only thing that was there was a single ebony stone throne the sat directly in the center of the vast empty scape. looking around crow then cupped one hand around his mouth and screamed at the top of his LUNGS. "LEVIATHAN"!!!

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