The Hands of Gods ; vikings

when Halfdan the Black finds love in an unexpected being, and when he goes against the odds of all his people. the gods are with him, just as they are with his brother, and with the power they give him- he won't let his life, or his love, go to waste.

war used to be where he found his place, his honor. but the thrill of war didn't amount to anything comparable to the love he found in one woman from a distant world, one who had her own beliefs and traditions, but one woman that could change the future of his life for the better.

but what happens when war threatens the very future they built together, and what happens when blood and family don't exactly align? what happens when he chooses the side in which he fights for, and what happens when all sides from each direction start caving in?

no one knows what will happen, not exactly, at least. but fate has its fair rounds, and the colliding worlds learn how to mix, leaving everyone on the edge of a cliff in what will and will not happen in the end.

now, only the hands of gods can decide.