“The real world is where the monsters are.”

It’s not my fault that I’m a monster. I never had the luxuries of a childhood. The amusing part is my parents fear me too. My poor mother tried to love me, but only so much good can come from a Giantess mating with a God.

A God. Loki. The Trickster God. Who, by the way, is the son of a Giant. I, too, am a God.

Huh. Why does he get a life of luxuries despite all evil, and I, a child, have to suffer? The vengeance I hold in me is incomparable. The need for love has rotted away into untamable anger and I will unleash it. I will have my revenge. I will have my strength back.

Alruna awoke. Startled. She turned over to pacify her crying child. Ingolf, her son, was born out of wedlock. Society had banished her to the outskirts. Away from people. Nobody knew the father. She had told them that he was from out of town. She could never tell them the truth. Ingolf, the name meaning Wolf, her child, was the son of Fenrir, who was now imprisoned. The other Gods knew that Fenrir’s strength was incomparable. They also knew that only evil could be expected of him. They bound him with a magical chain made of the sound of a cat’s footsteps, the beard of a woman, the breath of fish, and other occult elements. His release meant Ragnarok.

She wanted Ingolf to be a normal child. She wanted him to have a life. Which is why she did what she had to. For her child. She was the reason Fenrir was captive and she dreaded every moment of every day. She knew it was only a matter of time before he came for her. But she knew what she had to do and she was ready. It would be any day now. Ragnarok had begun.

Ragnarok. That is what I will bring. Doomsday. The end. I will make sure that the sun will be darkened, the stars will vanish, and the earth will sink into the sea. Giants and demons approaching from all points of the compass will attack the gods, who will meet them and face death like heroes. My capture does not mean I have lost track of the world. I have been keeping friends close and enemies closer. The winters have begun and with that, Moral Chaos. It will soon be time. I will soon be free. Ingolf will be with me. Alruna will hurt.

The day had arrived. Alruna could feel it in her bones. She knew that Fenrir had broken loose from the magical chains. She knew that he was heading towards them. She knew this for the Gods and their allies had assembled in Asgard and had called upon the warriors from the farthest villages to help them during the war. Thus, she was prepared.

Alruna. Ragnarok has begun. You know you are the only one who can stop it. Give me Ingolf. He is as much my blood as he is yours. Give me my son and there shall be no bloodshed. No more lives have to be lost. No more wars need to be fought over our family feud.

You need not do this Fenrir. Ragnarok has started but you can stop it. There is no need for you to fight over our son. I am only trying to prolong the inevitable. Do you really wish for our son to be…

Evil? Like me? Is that what you were planning on saying? Alruna, my only fault was that I loved you more than I have ever loved anyone. Yet you chose to betray me. This form of mine would never have seen the light of day. But you turned your back on me. You handed me over to the Gods. You chose to stab me in the back and weaken me, both figuratively and literally, for you knew your blade wielded from your love like hate would weaken me momentarily. But we need not fight Alruna. Let me have my son Ingolf.

Ingolf! Get back inside the house. Move out of the way. Step away from Fenrir! No…no…no! Stop Ingolf! Why are you heading towards Fenrir? Come back to your mother, dearest. Please change your course for there is still time.

He sees the good in me. He is drawn to the light in my soul. Though his mind is unaware he knows me in his heart. He truly cares for me and he loves me! You are right Alruna. We need not fight. I shall head back to Asgard and stop the war for my son knows me. My son loves me and there is nothing more I desire in this heavenly realm. Goodbye Alruna.

“Fenrir returned to Asgard with Ingolf and drew the flag of peace to end Ragnarok for he had found the one thing his heart yearned for; unconditional love.”

Authors: Zoyah Virani and V.R. Kapse

Editor: Aryaa Shah

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