Origin

Introduction:

In the small and peaceful town of Hannover is a man made cave, as the mechanical gates open two green banners: A reindeer head on top of a shield appear, an ancient tree stands at the center and in its 23rd branch tells the story of a white haired man with blue eyes, the son of loki that reincarnated to a next life, he is the vessel for Fenrir and a powerful mage that retained his knowledge of his previous life: His name is. . .

[1] "Seraphim Alberona" was the first thing I hear in my head, as I sit up the presence of the waters reach my feet and I shiver at its cold, "Gah!" a sensation foreign to me, I immediately stand up, and my eyes saw a pitch black darkness, "I do remember Skoll eating the sun so I guess it makes sense" I thought it were the darkness Skoll had left but as the sun rises to hit my eyes I block it with my hands, "What in the-" my thought is frozen as I felt and saw a different hand before me, I stop to examine my hands, "they're not wolven!" I exclaimed loudly, bewildered on how I ended up in this position, and then flashing before my eyes were my final scenes in my more 'original form' as chains pierced and wrapped around my body and crushed me, I saw a man or rather a god. . . Víðarr the god of Vengeance, stumbling to the ground I receive a panic attack grasping at the now filled gaping hole in my chest my fear of death had only sky rocketed. crawling to the lake I scooped up water and washed my face having no snout felt weird but nevertheless this calmed me down, I felt my consciousness fade as I stared into my face the last I ever saw were the face of a boy around 8 to 10 years old. a face as bewildered as me carrying those big golden yellow eyes and a white hair with a slight blue shade in his hair, a face I never met but felt somewhat nostalgic, but thats as far as I go now that my eyes feel heavy I can tell I won't be walking this new earth, so I leave this to the boy that holds me in chains and so I closed my eyes.

[2] I wake up as the water washes on my face, shriveling in the fear I could not help but call for the names that had always held me dearly "Mom? Dad?" To hear no one answer my calls tears flow out of my eyes, what am I to do? where are they? were questions often asked in my head as I start to panic and ventilate, the ground shook and I seemingly jump up in its strength as a giant approaches me with that scary look, "Ah! Someone help!" I have no way to defend myself from this harm, and not a person to help me out for miles and yet I still called for help what were I supposed to do otherwise? I close my eyes and cover my head as the shadow of the tree the giant held were upraised. I hear steel grinding through the wood and a flame ignite, and as I open my eyes I see a masked man clad in iron armor I was wrong someone really did came.

[3] As I endlessly wander the earth once again, despite having a home to call I begin to ponder on as to what would ever give me purpose, would it be to fulfill my duties instructed by the men I used to call father? or would it be to stay in this guild knowing I wasted the first part of my life. . . I do not- "Ah! Someone help!" my thoughts break at the young voice I heard, a child? Immediately I break through the tall forest's greenery and dashed as fast as I could to arrive to this scenario.

I see a giant about to demolish the child as a whole, at the sight of a giant normally man would back down against it, being both man and monster I must challenge the might of this creature to protect the child, in strength I am naturally unmatched so I must get rid of the tool for war the giant carries.

Twisting the hilt of my blade a flame rises from the blade and I slash away at the weapon burning it in its spot and blasting the flames at the giant to temporarily push it back, I turn to the boy and as any adult with capability to protect I asked. . . "Are you alright?"