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Survivng ragnarok

Oliver Vigilanco, a 16-year-old Mexican boy, as he navigates the chaos unleashed by the Appearance of Norse god “Thor “ As the city grapples with the sudden onslaught of extreme weather and supernatural occurrences, Oliver discovers that he is at the center of an ancient prophecy foretelling the end of days—the legendary Ragnarok. -*******- -updates on Saturday and Sunday -

O_gon · Fantasy
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10 Chs

My saviors

As Oliver slowly blinked his eyes open, he found himself in a room that was unfamiliar. Panic momentarily surged within him until he realized that he was unharmed. Confusion swept over him as he took in his surroundings. This wasn't his room.

A sweet aroma wafted through the air, enticing his senses and drawing him out of bed. With cautious steps, Oliver made his way towards the source of the enticing smell. To his surprise, he found a young woman bustling about in the kitchen, her movements graceful and efficient.

"Um... hi," Oliver said tentatively, his voice breaking the silence of the room.

The woman turned, her eyes brightening as she caught sight of him. "Oh, you're awake!" she exclaimed, her voice warm and welcoming.

Before Oliver could respond, another figure emerged from the shadows—a man, slightly older, with a friendly smile and a reassuring presence.

"Hey there, no need to be afraid," the man said, gesturing for Oliver to join him at the table. "We found you alone on the street, and my sister Isabella insisted that we help you out."

Oliver's mind raced as he tried to make sense of the situation. He couldn't remember how he had ended up here or why he was alone on the street. But something about the man's kind demeanor put him at ease, easing the knot of fear that had lodged itself in his chest.

"Thank you," Oliver said gratefully, sinking into the chair opposite the man. "I... I don't know what happened. One moment, I was..."

He trailed off, unable to find the words to describe the chaos that had consumed his world in recent days. But the man nodded understandingly, his eyes filled with empathy and understanding.

"It's okay," he said softly. "You're safe now. And as long as you're with us, we'll make sure you stay that way."

With those words ringing in his ears, Oliver felt a glimmer of hope ignite within him.

As he watched Isabella move about the kitchen, After Isabella served us food, Oliver couldn't help but get distracted by a screen appearing in front of him.

[Oliver Vigilanco (Savior of Humanity) ]

[ Age - 16 ]

[ Race - Human ]

He asked Isabella and the adult if they could see this, but they said, "See what?" Oliver was dumbfounded. And then he realized, with a sinking feeling in his chest,

[I guess this wasn't a dream . I'm the savior of humanity ?.. ]

[But how the fuck am i supposed to save humanity, i got fucking killed by fenrir ] Oliver spoke to himself baffled by the screen in front of him

In blink of an eye the screen changed , and appeared infront of Oliver

[GETTING STRONGER ]

[100 push-ups ]

[100 squats ]

[100 pull ups ]

[10 mile run ]

Oliver blankly stared at the screen

[…]

[what the fuck … I'm not jin woo nor saitama ] Oliver said to him self .