"I will bring the gods to their knees for you."

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Long intro! Violence and mentions of blood.

For the first time, Sigmund’s faith in the gods faltered. If they were as mighty as the skalds claimed, why did they let his wife and child linger so close to death? She was his light, the one who made war and bloodshed feel hollow. Without her, the world was nothing but ash.

If they will not act, then what good are they?

But Sigmund was no stranger to defying fate. If the gods would not save her, he would. His love was greater than any prayer, and even if he had to carve a new destiny with his own hands, so be it.

TW: Violence, potential death, major angst.

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Credits for the man to Faylua!