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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!

Kelvin_A · História
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Arise O Son Of Ragnar

Tyr was sweating profusely, his body was losing warmth, he was barely clinging to life.

And with this came the nightmares, a constant he experienced every time he had a close encounter with death,

Tyr had met his sister and everything was coming together but a vast majority of his memory was still missing but he was slowly reconnecting them.

"My name is Kahina, big brother." The girl said and Tyr did not know what to make of this but before he could speak, he saw himself on a battlefield.

"Kashina…." Tyr muttered; he saw his helpless sister on the battlefield amidst the warriors but he could not do anything.

She looked his way, tears in her eyes with blood dripping down her legs.

'Do not move!" Tyr called out but unfortunately, she did not listen as Tyr was the only safe space she has known all her life and she knew as long as she was not with him, something bad will happen but if she was, Tyr would protect her as usual.