Akiviri's P.O.V.

I woke up the next morning in a much wealthier room. Look what happened to me in a day.

I rubbed my eyes, and got out of bed, finding a outfit inside the wardrobe at the end of my bed. Quite fancy I would say.

I put it on, and headed out of my room, heading downstairs to the main hall. There, I picked out a couple of apples. I was then greeted by Mercy's mask.

Mercy: "Finally awake, are we?"

Me: "Mhm. If Lord Warden asks where I am, tell me I'm down at the Blacksmith."

Mercy: "Go get 'er, Tiger."

I rolled my eyes, and passed through the doors, making my way through the morning crowds, and into the south of the city. I got meaningful looks from most of the citizens, and cheeky looks from the girls my age passing by. A bit odd, I thought. After a few minutes, I found myself at the Blacksmith. Ocean was already working the forge.

Me: "Heads up." I said as I tossed the apple to her. I'd already had mine on the way down.

Ocean: "Why hello, Akiviri. Back so soon?"

Me: "Nah, I was just admiring the clouds in the sky."

Ocean: "Typical boys."

I chuckled.

Me: "So what are you doing apart from running this place?"

Ocean sighed.

Ocean: "Nothing really. Getting ready for New Year's, and losing sleep over wandering if I'll be able to go to the Blackstone Fortress this year."

Me: "Why not stay down here?"

Ocean: "And do what? I'll just be doing nothing apart from getting my Father new bottles of alcohol."

Me: "You could always hang out with me?"

Ocean: "He would kill me in his drunken state. And besides, I'm not worthy enough for the son of the Lord Warden."

Me: "I guess that spread quickly."

Ocean: "Everyone knows by now. You've got all the girls after you."

Me: "I kinda noticed that on the way here..."

Ocean: "Well don't just stand there. Go off and find someone."

Me: "For what?"

She looked at me in shock.

Ocean: "You don't know?! Everyone has someone to attend New Year's with!"

Me: "What about you?"

Ocean: "Hah. You really think that someone would want the dirty girl that runs the Blacksmith for her drunk father?"

Me: "Well, some crazy bastard might, but we'll see."

Ocean: "I bet by tonight that not a single person will have asked me."

Me: "Let's see about that."

Ocean: "Right. Then begone! Go find someone to take. Anyone will say yes, and I mean anyone."

With that, I walked off. But not to the Castle. Towards the Jewelry store.

Jewler: "Master Akiviri! What could I do for you today?"

Me: "I need a blue-gemmed, gold chained necklace."

He showed me all the different options and unique styles that he had, until I came across a tear-shaped necklace with a bold blue gem in the center. I picked it out and held it in the light. I grinned.

Me: "This is the one. How much is it?"

Jewelry: "If it's for love, it's free." He said with a wink.

I grinned, and walked off, almost in a skip of Joy.

As I arrived back at the castle, I heard a large crash coming from the South-East gate.

I turned to the Royal Guards, who were standing either side of the large Castle doors.

Then, large screams could be heard. Coming from the same direction as the crashing sound. Then, a Warhorn sounded. But it wasn't our own.

Me: "Guards! Vikings, South-East wall! Hold your position."

I ran down past the castle, and towards the Knight's armory.

They all seemed on alert, but unaware of the situation.

Me: "LISTEN UP! We have Vikings breaking down the South-East gate!"

I already saw guards being deployed to the breach in the walls, then Lord Warden came over.

Warden: "Ready your weapons!"

The Knights readied their weapons, and followed Lord Warden as they headed towards the sound of the Viking roars, leaving me behind.

My head instantly turned to the armory. I suppose a Warden's armor set would have to do…

Some minutes later…

I picked up a Longsword, and headed out of the Armory in my Black Warden's armor. I held the blade of the Longsword, and jogged towards the South-East gate, when I realized that the Vikings had pushed us backward, further towards the Castle.

I noticed Holden Cross killing every Viking that stood in his way, while some others were having trouble with the numerous numbers attacking.

I had never used a Longsword before. I had always been into the art of blunt weaponary, so this would be...exciting to see how I did.

I swung my sword at them, and was surprisingly, doing a fair amount of damage. It was when a Valkyrie faced me, that I knew I was in trouble. I then heard a large crack from the South side of the walls.

Wait. That's where Ocean lives!

I sheathed my sword, and bolted over towards the Blacksmith, which was full of Viking's slaughtering the civilians. I was the only one who could stop them in time.

I drew my sword, and charged, slicing one across the neck, and landed my blade in another's shoulder. I kicked the Viking in the stomach, and stabbed my sword through his chest.

Picking up his Daneaxe, I swung as hard as I could into the three Vikings trying to flank me, killing one, and slamming the axe head into the one beside him, when I got smashed with a Warhammer.

I fell to the ground, gasping for air. The Viking was about to finish me off, then a spear head pierced his chest. Holden Cross. He offered me his hand, as the Viking fell to the ground.

I stood up, and rushed towards the blacksmith, where I saw Ocean with a red-hot steel rod, hiding behind her house. Luckily, none of the Vikings had spotted her. Yet.

As I rushed over, someone came up behind her, and whacked her over the head. She instantly fell unconscious, and was about to take her captive, when I smashed the quillons of my sword into his face. He fell backwards, and I brought the sword down onto his head, slicing through it.

Me: "To hell with you."

I then checked Ocean, making sure she wasn't injured. Unfortunately, she was badly injured, with a bleeding wound in the back of her head where the Viking had hit her.

Me: "Healer!" I screamed.

Fortunately enough, someone came rushing over, taking Ocean somewhere safe while tending to her wounds.

Cross: "Common kid, we need your help right now."

I nodded, and gave him the signal to wait for a moment.

I searched the chest of weapons in the forging process, and pulled out my Warhammer. Double, solid headed hammer pieces, with a heavy duty pole.

Me: "Now it's time to kill someone."

Holden was probably grinning under his helmet we marched out to the South gate. We were then greeted by swordsmen and 3 Berserkers.

I took a step forward, and let go of my Warhammer's top end, letting the sledge hit the ground with a heavy thud, crunching the stone cobbles underneath. This made the Vikings flinch slightly. They were also aware of Holden's skills as Lawbringer.

Me: "What do you say. Time to grind the mince?"

Holden: "Like we got a choice."

The Vikings then charged at us. And I'll be honest. I never fully knew how strong I was, but I was crushing every single bone with that Warhammer. It was like fighting with a stick. Just crunch crunch crunch. Holden had his fair share of fun also, stabbing as well as smashing heads it, and spilling guts everywhere.

It was while this was happening, a faint lime green glow eminated from my figure. I was to busy smashing heads with rage to even notice it at the time. However, the one thing I did notice, is when a vision broke into my mind. A sudden flash of images: Burning buildings, and large stone objects flying through the sky, and then I saw myself. I had glowing green eyes and threw a Warhammer with god-like craftsmanship through the air.

As the vision stopped, my eyes burned green in the real world, and I threw my Warhammer at the charging Vikings, smashing through them, and even went straight through the battering ram that broke down the Castle gate. I held my hand in a grabbing position, and the Warhammer can back to me.

The green faded from my eyes, and I removed my helmet in shock, noticing that the remaining Vikings had fallen back. Holden was also looking at me with a shocked expression. I looked at my Warhammer. The sledge had changed to a much larger, and fancier design, as well as having the same markings from my Vision on it. It felt like a feather: It had barely any mass.

While is was checking this, the Vikings begun their advance as they had gathered reinforcements. I also advanced, something taking over my form, and I smashed my Warhammer into the ground, causing the entire ground to shake violently. This threw everyone off of their feet, and onto their arses: Including Cross.

Suddenly, a voice kept repeating something in my mind: "The Amulet of Kings, the Amulet of Kings, the Amulet of Kings…" By this point in time, reinforcements of our own had arrived, and finished off the stunned Vikings, and helped up the stunned Lawbringer.

Captain: "We heard a lot of shouting and felt violent shaking coming from over here. Everything good?"

I took a few moments to recognise this, and nodded my head. I turned towards the castle, and headed back to the armory, taking off my armor. For some reason however, it tuned to dust as it touched the floor.

'Weird' I thought. Then, Lord Warden came into the armory.

Warden: "You made quite a mess back there."

He took off his helmet and chainmail, which shocked me.

Me: "Uhh, yeah. I suppose…"

Warden: "There's something you need to know, Akiviri."

Me: "I'm some kind of crazy Demi-god?"

Lord Warden looked at me, but with a serious experssion.

Warden: "Akiviri. You ARE Akiviri it seems. The ancient Demi-god was put into some sort of sleep it seems. Tale goes, he would be awoken when the world was coming to an end."

This took me by surprise, even after the earlier events.

Me: "And now..?"

Warden: "That's up to you to decide. But...The Amulet of Kings is awaiting your return."

Me: "I had a vision about that. Before I caused all that damage. Something just took over."

Warden: "I see…And I belive they call them your 'instincts'. It is now your mission to find the Amulet."

Me: "And so the tale unfolds."

Lord Warden smiled. Something you don't often see from a knight with his type of backstory.

Warden: "Now. I have a council meeting about the recent attacks. I'll leave you be for now."

I coughed and spat "Mercy" between them.

His head shot around to face me. I grinned. He knew what I meant. He put his helmet back on a walked away.