Personal creepy story that just happened to me. I thought I would share it here as well.

Heroes aren't born, they’re shaped by the events that both create and destroy their lives. Forced into an ancient war between powerful races, David Constantine must come to terms with death and destiny while trying to balance what he was, and what he has become. Personal vengeance ensues on a journey of reclamation, and acceptance of what is forever lost. At what point do you stop trying to be human again? How far until you let go of everything you ever knew? David was normal; shaped by world-shattering events in a struggle to survive, he changes into something else entirely. Something new, something dangerous. Welcome to Valhalla, and the end of the world as we know it.

Welcome to my collection of one-shots! Thank you for reading, and I read all critiques left in the comments! - - - 13 yr old author: @lostboys_