For You My Love, I'll Do Anything
"Are you certain that you know a person best?"
The question, spoken in a voice chillingly cold, echoed through the assembled crowd of gods and humans, sending a wave of fear rippling through them. No one dared answer. Primordial beings rarely cared for the anxieties of mortals or even lesser deities. The speaker continued, their gaze sweeping across the silent gathering.
"Do you wish to know the story of our honorable fighters for humanity? I think this will teach your arrogant selves a valuable lesson."
With a snap of their fingers, Chaos transported everyone back to the blood-soaked arena where Ragnarok had unfolded. The shift was instantaneous, jarring. Confusion, fear, uneasiness, and caution were etched on every face, blurring the supposed lines between gods and humans. They shared these primal emotions, a testament to the shared experience of witnessing such a brutal and extraordinary conflict.
"Enjoy," Chaos declared, the word hanging in the air like a death knell.
(A reaction fic, where the Gods and humans react to the Einherjar's past life.
It gets worse before it gets better.)
