(For Asgard.)

Chapter two:

I think I'm in the wrong heaven. I didn't get a city of clouds or roads or gold, or even seventy two virgin's. No, what appeared before me was a hall, a large stupendous dome filled with sculptures and ceiling paintings. Gigantic, muscled men laughing loudly and rejoicing. They were clad in various types of leather and metal armor, with cold weapons strapped to their sides and back. It was like a medieval convention or a viking inspired custome party organized by bodybuilders and jolly jocks. I was in line but very out of place. All I had on was a sparely buttoned up Hawaiian shirt and white khaki shorts.

Valhalla!"

Hahaha!"

Valhalla forever!"

God, please help me. This was the heaven for warrior's. This was the valhalla Norse mythology where warriors who died in glorious battles come to. I am in the wrong place, I wasn't a warrior.

Exalted warrior, welcome to valhalla!" the large ferocious men welcomed me.

Welcome brother!"

Long live Odin!"

You must have been a very brave warrior!"

Your physique must be hiding your immense power!"

The words about to leave my mouth were cut short by the shoving that began. And the large hands that clapped my shoulders. I'm a ghost, how do I have flesh?

The door is opening!"

A wide spherical doorway opened up before us. There was something slowly and steadily roving in me. A barely noticed anger and annoyance at being pushed around. At my mysterious circumstance.

Enter!"

Whooooo!"

Valhalla!"

Thwooooommmm!

Trumpets held by the angels were blown. The warriors roared and rejoiced. Pushing into the door. There was no way for me to resist the unstoppable motion of the human train. I saw the golden haired angel that brought me here. She smiled and egged me on.

Brave warrior! Welcome to Valhalla! Let's hope we meet again at the banquet!"

No hey wai-" I was pushed along before I could even properly speak. Shit! What's all this about?

We entered a larger hall. I have never been in such a large structure of stone in all my life. The architecture was beyond what should have been possible for such medieval times. Large white, expertly sculpted marble pillars stood high, holding the beautiful ceiling. And high above stood a pedestal, a raised platform.

Haha you perished after killing me?" a voice woke me from my stupor. A voice not directed at me but very close.

A large dark skinned man with a face full of braided beard asked the red bearded giant man next to him.

Hahaha! It was a ferocious woman with eyes like yours. She struck me down after battle, she was a fine warrior, her strike was true and strong!" the red beard man laughed.

Shuri you made your father proud! Haha" the black beard man laughed along.

You raised a great warrior!"

Thanks brother!" they shook hands over and talked more. Obviously holding no resented for the past deeds of their enemies.

These people are battle maniacs! I am just an honest to god normal guy. What the hell was I doing in valhalla? Did they mess up my heaven pass? Will I go to hell for complaining?

The halls turned silent as the armored angels came in. A angel with long blonde hair and visibly different armor that stood out from the rest rose to the platform. Her rank and status was evidently higher than the others.

The angel drew her sword from the sheath strapped to her waist and raised it above. The warriors cheered then came to a silence.

I am Lady Sif! This is the banquet prepared for you! her melodious and clear voice resonated throughout the hall's. Right, not angel's, Valkyries.

Whooo!

For mead!

Valhalla forever!

This feels oddly familiar, like it's at the top of my brain. I can't seem to remember why because I had too many things on my mind but this felt like something I had witnessed. Maybe I'll relax over some food and drinks. They did say this was a banquet.

She sighed. But unfortunately, something had happened. Exalted warriors, are you ready to fight for Asgard and the nine realms?"

Hah! No way... right? Isn't that awfully convenient having soldiers right when you need them.

Wicked enemies have invaded us with armies! You are already excellent and exhalted warriors to be invaded to Valhalla! Grab your weapons and let us go to the battlefield! Sif motivated her jocks.

Yess!"

Let's go!"

No, no, no, fuck that. I died already, I am going to my heaven. If I'm still alive and not in heaven then I would like it very much to go back home to my family. I'm not willing to be forcefully drafted to fight for a war I have no part in.

Hey wait! No, I'm not a warrior! Hey stop pushing! Hey!" the feeling I've been getting since I got here began to bubble up more. The annoyance and anger slowly rising. My protest was ignored, my strength unable to withstand the wave I was dragged.

Lady Sif pointed her glinting silver sword at the large doors and yelled.

Go! Get on the ships! They will lead you to the battlefield!"

I was trapped, like a ball rolling downhill! I was pushed through the doors by the human stampede.