Long ago, Fritz Harber was born in Breslau, Prussia, and from a young age, the boy proved to be extremely brilliant, having an excellent grade in all of his classes.
Fritz wasn't very social with others of his age, much preferring to read alone, and he stayed this way through all the years of his schooling.
Fritz went to Heidelberg University to study chemistry, proving to be one of the best students the college had ever seen.
Also in the university, Fritz met a few great minds that he was able to share his knowledge with, being cheerful and talkative with others of his similar intellect.
One day, Fritz was experimenting with a mix of chemicals one wouldn't normally put together, he took as drop of the chemical and dropped it onto a plant.
Seeing it hadn't reacted, Fritz crushed up the paper he wrote the equation on and tossed it aside, he had to try a different approach to this.
However, the next day, Fritz came to realize the plant had grown rather well, he rushed over to the trash can and tipped it over, digging through the pile to find the equation he used.
Fascinated, Fritz experimented a little more with this composition of chemicals, he mixed and poured, ensuring not a drop wasted and the measurements precise.
Had Fritz gotten even a drop more or less than what was needed, he would have to start again, so eyeballing this was out of the question.
Thankfully, Fritz had made the formula perfectly, he had created ammonia, what would lead to him creating a new fertilizer for the people all around who grow food to never go hungry again.
Fritz came to a science convention in Berlin where all of the greatest minds all over the world were coming to, this was his chance.
Fritz set up his area and began shouting out to the people walking by, demonstrating his creation and explained how it worked, people were interested, but not as much as the chemist hoped.
Fritz was packing up when in the corner of his eye was a man with a cigarette looking at the the beakers and vials of ammonia.
???: this is interesting, a composition of this caliber just to create some fertilizer? How fascinating.
Fritz lit up and rushed to the man's side, he began setting up the table again and demonstrated his creation to the man, and at the end, he was pleased.
Carl: you got some good ideas, the name's Bosch, Carl Bosch, you are?
Fritz: Harber, Fritz Harber, it's a pleasure to have someone recognize my work like you have, you sir have given me a lot of hope.
Fritz shook hands with Carl, this was the creation of an alliance of two chemists who would change the world, for the better, and the worse.
For years, the duo worked together, perfecting the formula and creating fertilizers used all over the world to help crops grow.
The Harber Bosch Process yielded many results, both good and bad, the chemists never spoke of the bad it could do as it shamed them.
However, on the faithful day of July 14, 1914, WWI began, the Harber Bosch Process was remade and turned towards martial end.
Fritz hated every time he was reminded of his work and what it was doing to young men on the frontlines while he had to live with knowing he created such a thing.
The worst part about the whole thing was, it was being spoken about in a way that this was his intention the entire time.
At the end of the war, Fritz gained everything, be it money, fame, and the Nobel Piece Prize, but lost everything important to him, like his wife, his friend, and his reputation as the man who revolutionized fertilizer.
On January 19, 1934, Fritz Harber died and was sent to Valhalla, where he was once again reminded of how his creation, killed so many.
Fritz made it his mission to repent for what he had done in his life, teaming up with many scientists to do something he could be proud of that didn't harm others.
Ragnarok Arena
Fritz tried to create something from his hand but couldn't, the broken horn stabbed into his hand was preventing him from doing so.
Mammon panted as he looked over the scientist, who grit his teeth while pulling the horn out of his hand before looking towards the demon.
Fritz: enough... I endured more than enough... I ask that forgive me, my friend, Carl, my wife, Clara, my parents, each one of everyone I love with this heart of mine, I'm sorry...
Fritz took the broken horn in hand before it began to transform in his hand, form a short sword with a black blade and horn like hilt, appeared demonic, as was the horn of Mammon.
Fritz: with your broken horn, I now possess a divine treasure of my own creation, humanity, look upon me, if I, a human, can create such magnificent treasures, then surely, we shall stand face to face with the gods, if not surpass them all together!
Mammon was stunned into silence, this human had sacrificed his own hand to get his horn, to create such a divine blade, a smile found its way onto Mammon's face.
Mammon: magnificent, such a glorious spectacle to see, you humans find new ways to impress me every time I see you.
Hrist appeared behind Fritz with a worried expression, she held onto his shoulder with a tight grip, the scientist looked back at her and held her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
Fritz: I can handle this, you have people that will miss you, your sisters, as for me, I shall fight alone, you needn't lose your life for me.
Hrist: but-
Fritz: go, please, don't rob Goll or Brunhilde of another sister, go to them, please.
Hrist tried to say something, but couldn't, so, with tears in her eyes, disconnected her heart from Fritz's before leaving the arena.
Arena Stands
Amaterasu, Buddha, and Zero were all eating a plate of loaded nachos while Brunhilde and Goll saw their sister approach them, she collapsed into their arms and began crying.
Hrist: that idiot, he's going to die, and he refused to allow me to aid him in this final show down.
Brunhilde: that human is special, so selfless, who could have foreseen such reactions from a man with the title "Father of Chemical Warfare?"
Amaterasu walked over with a somber expression on her face and a plate of nachos which she handed to Hrist.
Amaterasu: it's going to be difficult to watch, I know, but know that he's going to go down with a fight, I can guarantee that.
Hrist sniffled and took the plate and began eating, a smile slowly found itself onto her face as she wiped away her tears.
Buddha: good job Sunny.
Amaterasu: stop calling me that Buddha!
Zero: but it fits you so well! Doesn't it? You're the sun god so it makes sense that you are called Sunny-
In a second, both Zero and Buddha have comically large bumps on their heads and Amaterasu is standing over them after punching them both into the ground.
The three sisters couldn't help but chuckle to themselves as they watched the display between the three friends.
Ragnarok Arena
Fritz and Mammon began circling each other, sizing the other up, eyes darted around, searching for and opening to attack.
Fritz: just one blow is all I need to beat you...
Mammon: the same here, you ready for this Fritz Harber?
Fritz and Mammon smirked as they both took a fighting stance before shouting out at the same time.
Mammon/Fritz: TIME TO FACE THE MUSIC!
To Be Continued
(I am so sorry it took so long to post this chapter but it is finally out, and with the spin-off getting traction, should I do a separate story of the spin-off as well with the tournament between the gods? Love all of you who read my work, I wish every single one of you the best.)
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