Warning: This is story is not meant for children. It will have adult content on further chapters, like gore and pornography. If you get offended by these GTFO! If not, Enjoy! ^^

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I could feel the rain hit my helmet and soaking my cape. The sky was dark as the clouds covered the moon and the stars. Our captain was screaming for us to keep up with the oars as we fought with the rage of the ocean. My bones were chilling and I could feel my shoulders in pain as I put all my strength in each movement. Our only sources of light were the thunders. Our ears were filled with the roar of the wind. The small northern boat was thrown in the huge waves. So much for my first travel to that British island. I had finaly reached the age of nineteen and was eager to get to that land full of treasures and adventures. A place were i could put all those years of training to work.

I never saw it coming, neither my companions. A huge wave made our boat turn upside down. I felt the ice cold water embracing my body and I cursed that I was wearing my armor. My round shield was in my back and it only added more weight to pull me down. I knew it, I was going to die. A shameful death, dragged by the ocean. I would never see the Valkyries come to take me to Valhalla and I would never be able to fight in Odin's army when the Ragnarok arrived. My lunges started to hurt and burn, I need air. The pressure of the water started to crush the inside of my ears. It was the end, I knew it. My body relaxed and my conscience slipped away into the darkness of what I thought was death.

I don't know how much time has passed, but I started to feel my senses coming back. First I could feel that I was in firm ground. Sand. Then I could hear the noises of the waves crashing in the shore and washing my legs. I forced myself to open my eyes and I felt the sun burning them a little. I close them shut and forced myself to stand up. My clothes were soaked, and my armor, shield, my sword and my axe, it all made the effort even harder. Under my eyelids I felt the light changing again, so I opened my eyes and I could see it was... night?
First I thought that I had lost my mind, but on second thought, I should have passed out again. But in the next second I saw the sun rising again, and I concluded that I indeed had lost my mind. As o looked around me I saw a dense forest right in front of me, and beyond that I saw... pink clouds?

"What in Odin's name is happening here!" I said out loud in awe.

I took off my helmet to see better. My hair was at my shoulders, and had a dirty blond color. My eyes were light brown. It was indeed pink clouds floating around. I was in deep confusion to understand what had happen. I start to gather my toughs as the moon raised again.

First I was sailing to a British island; it would be my first battle. Then a storm caught my boat. I felt in the ocean and then... I woke up in a place where night and day lasted only a few minutes and pink clouds floated around. Yes, I was probably dead and ended up in one crazy afterlife world. But dead or not, I still felt thirsty, hunger and cold.

I reached for my water bottle, attached to my belt, and drank one time, I did not know when I was going to find drinkable water so I was going to save it for latter. Took off my clothes and armor, laid them on a rock, near the forest so it could dry. Without them I did not felt as cold as I was before, even if I had not a piece of hair in my well trained body, well, except for one part but that does not matter. In one of the small bags of my belt I reached for a simple fire kit. Made a bonfire with some dry branches of the border of the forest and said near it to dry my skin. In the whole process the sun and the moon raised at least five times. It was annoying to my vision to adapt so fast in those changes of light.

But then I heard a huge blast from beyond the forest as a huge half sphere of multicolored light started to rise and rise, coming fast in my direction. My eyes widened and I reached for my shield, crouching behind it and embracing for impact. The impact never came. The light only passed through me and when I looked around I saw that there was no more pink clouds around, only white. My clothes were dry and clean. I didn't know what exactly happen, but I was grateful that I could wear my clothes again.

I dressed my line clothes, my leather boots, and then started to get inside my armor. It was made with hard leather with plates of metal attached to it. The shoulders were protected with stripes of hard leather and small plates of metal. Chain mail covered my armpits to protect that area from cuts. Braces made of leather and metal and thick leather gloves with metal knuckles. My helmet covered the top of my head and the back of my neck was protected with chain-mail attached to my helmet. A piece of metal covered the front of my nose and two pieces covered my eyes leaving narrow spaces so I could see trough it. My mouth was totally exposed. A piece of hard leather covered the front of my neck to protect it. Under my knee I warped a piece of armor made in the same way of my bracers, hard leather with metal.

My belt had several small bags with essential herbs, my fire kit, salt and a sharpening stone. 3M of rope warped in loops, attached to the back of my belt. In my back I had my round shield, on my right side my sheathed straight Viking sword and on my left side my trustful axe. I breathed deep, feeling the weight of my full equipment and started to go inside the forest, going straight in the direction of the explosion. I knew that I was a crazy thing to do, but if I had any hopes of understand what was happening I needed to go to the source of all this mess.