Frozen Beyond [gxg]

Ancient Darkness

In the abyss of Ahtohallen, a frozen statue of Crow sat with a look that could murder. He froze solid while pointing up to the ledge that Elsa had once stood.

Cold mist coiled around the ground, nothing but darkness and the bitter cold to keep him company.

But something was festering there. Hate. It sweltered like a storm, growing stronger as time went on.

The statue of Crow moved, veins of fire starting to pulse beneath its surface. It grew stronger and stronger until the ice started to steam and melt under the heated pressure.

All around, the darkness started to billow in strands of black smoke. Moving like it was alive, slithering along the ground.

The statue exploded, shards of ice expelling outward and lodging into the surrounding walls.

Crow let out a gasp, falling onto all fours and sucking in a few breaths as his chest ached. His body shivered, the heat finding it hard to keep him warm.

His hazel eyes bore upwards, hate bled into them. All he wanted was to keep him and his sister alive, and the power to do that, was that asking too much? Without power in this world, you were nothing.

Nothing but a cockroach beneath the boots of weaker men who sported superficial power.

He was better than that. He was better than them. He would show them all. He would take his sister back. And he would punish those that threatened to take her away.

That damned siren would pay for putting his only family against him. Keahi owed him. He risked everything, gave up everything for her. And she thought she can go find love and abandon him?

The darkness swirled around him, wrapping him in the sweet cloak of his own bitterness.

Travel to the land of fire in the south, grant me what I seek, and I will grant you access to Niflheim. Unleash the darkness and with it, your vengeance.

A voice murmured from the dark mist, the sound hollow as it echoed in Crow's head.

He took one ragged step to push himself up; the shadows folding around him and when he took a deep inhale; the shadow wisped into his lungs and body.

His eyes swirled crimson and an inhuman growl tore from his throat as he started laughing. "The world is going to burn."