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The Son Of Ragnar

One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth. Do you believe in the Old Gods? This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything. Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings. What fate has the Gods chosen for this child? is it one of salvation or one of destruction? COVER IS OWNED BY ME!

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Winners And Losers

Boom! The explosion destroyed and consumed everyone in its path, and the warriors present were all affected. It killed every one of Jan's forces he had brought inside the walls due to their proximity, littering body parts everywhere.

The screams of the injured echoed, but they soon subsided as they took their last breath.

Tyr was in a position of advantage as he was one of the few people lying down and not within the immediate proximity of the barrels, but he was dazed despite the shockwave passing above him. He could not believe what he had just seen, and now he understood why Vigar was so tense.

"T-These crazy bastards! They wanted to blow us all up!?" Tyr exclaimed silently, struggling back to get up; he noticed he had a nosebleed, and his head felt heavy. 

"What the hell have I done?" Tyr thought, looking at the mayhem that ensued from his rash decision. He only cared about two people right now, his father and brother.