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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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A Prisoner Of War

Gustav's trick did not work and Erik was now faced to face with him, the injuries he inflicted on Erik were not enough to make him even flinch.

"You really are a monster!" Gustav laughed out loud as he equipped another dagger. Gustav managed to take off his ear but injuring Erik was never a feat as Erik did not prioritize defense over offense.

Erik swung his ax vertically in a bid to split Gustav into two but Gustav got out of the way in time as Erik's ax shattered the ground he was standing on. This was terrifying strength and the fact that the ax did not shatter on impact showed that the ax's durability was stronger than your average ax.

"You are nimble!" Erik praised his enemy, Gustav was not a pushover he could kill with ease but this only excited Erik more, before they could continue. He could hear the cheers of his warriors.