Getting Wattpad to keep the cover art is more painful than looking in the mirror
Anyway, this is a rp styled story that I plan on writing, with my own twists and turns every now and then. If you had even the slightest enjoyment of reading this, tha...
The crowd roared loudly, the anticipation building up whilst things were finished being set up. Some heavenly music played to build up hype, but the Gods found this whole tournament to be a waste of time (well, except Heimdall, who really wanted to have an opportunity to sound his horn). The shouts of the Gods were unfriendly towards the humans, with perhaps sometimes a shout of comfort coming from the occasional compassionate Pantheon member
"Good luck, humans!"
"We're going to fuck you up!"
"Grab his dick and twist it!"
"Oh ma go- this is an MMA fight, dude!"
"TWIST THAT DICK!!"
"TWIST HIS DICK!!"
"THE OL' DICK TWIST!!"
"Nothing even happened yet, ya fruity bastards"
Göll: t-there are so many deities here. Y-you sure your invitation was even accepted?
Brünhilde: yes, and I am not sure. I merely reached out to see if they'd join... but there are no promises involved with dealing with his kin
Göll: I-I see... I-I wonder which God will be sent out first
The lights then went out as a stage light appeared in the center, Heimdall standing in the center as he was trembling with his own excitement
Side note: why does Heimdall look like that? I ain't complaining, but what made them draw him this way? I'd imagine that's what Charon would've appeared as... eh, oh well
Heimdall: (finally... I have waited for this opportunity for so long... the moment where I can finally sound the Gjallahorn!) It's time to raise the curtain... time for me to present the main event! The WILDY ANTICIPATED RAGNARÖK!
"Yo, did he say something?"
"Nah, must be talking to himself"
Heimdall then grabbed the Gjallahorn, his excitement no longer contained as he gripped the horn and looked up to the crowd. The wind blew at him as his overcoat flowed, only making himself looked more hyped
Heimdall: let's get wild, everyone! ARE YOU ALL READY?!?!
"Ohhhh, yeah he talking to uuuuuuuus"
"You rude ass motherfu-"
The crowd then roared to life as Heimdall's influence was apparent; even the most calm of the Gods and Humans were looking forward to this event, and they all wanted to see how this turned out. Would the Gods win and wipe out all of humanity, perhaps starting again? Or will the Humans win, and survive for another one thousand years without much fear of Godly influence?
Heimdall: the rules are self explanatory; it's a fight to the death, whether Human, or a God. The one who emerges victorious will be decided once one fighter completely shreds the other! Now, let the first round begi-
The Gjallahorn was then swiftly removed from Heimdall's hands, confusion growing onto the herald's face as a black mist then started to take physical form, shades of yellow and red shifting into other colors as then a black overcoat then formed, a white fur collar sprouting from the neck region as underneath shown the hues of a purple-blue fading to white. The sleeves faded to blue, and then once the overcoat finished forming, the flesh grew in, revealing a dark toned male with black hair that changed to a brown gray (perhaps he chose that color for the moment?), and his arms faded to pitch black once they reached halfway, the nails growing into claws as the figure finished forming
???: hm hmmmm~ Ah, this is working just fine? Perfect!
Neither side were talking now, their focus finished on the figure that appeared as there was an emotion that was shared on both sides: fear, shock, because none of them expected such an invasion
Chaos: Yes, we are all gathered here to enjoy this bloodbath to come. An ordeal to decide the fate of humanity, and to see just how cruel the gods can truly be~ I, for one, certainly can't wait to taste the despair from both sides of this audience
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Side note: Probably my favorite thing that came out of my digital art class
Göll: y-you invited him, Brünhilde?!
Brünhilde: ... I did. After all, he is the origin of everything. While Zeus is the father of the Gods... THIS deity, is the one responsible for everything, Göll
The Gods then seemed to regain their senses, agitation and fear spreading as they yelled
Athena: you're not welcome here! This is a test between the Gods and the humans!
Mictlantecuhtli: you foul Primordial...
Sobek: ... to be honest... he's kinda cool
Dionysus: aww... can't we all settle this over a cup of wine?
As the Gods spoke, the Humans ultimately broke their silence, whispers and murmurs faintly sounding in the wind as the tension in the air was suffocating
Cú Chulainn: is that... Chaos?
Chaos: AAAAANYWAY, I hope you all enjoy your little cesspool/blood orgy. Honestly, don't really understand what y'all into, but I'm not one to kink shame~ Oh, yeah, as for what side I am on? Hm~ why bother picking one?
Baldur: enough of this! You have tarnished Heimdall's job long enough!
Baldur then leapt out of his seat, a few gods attempting to hold him back but failed as he charged toward Chaos. The tattoos on his body glowed, radiating power as each footstep brought up bits of the earth with each stomp. Yet, Chaos stood in place, seemingly unbothered by the powerful being approaching him.
Baldur: none of the gods want you here. None at all!
Chaos looked up at the air, breathing in some air as his face becoming as emotionless as a stone, but then smoke started to emerge from the sides of his mouth, and even the edges of his eyes emitted the black gas, but some hints of yellow and red seeped between the steam
Chaos: ... ah... so, you're willing to throw your life away?~
Baldur yelled out his war cry, his fists building in frost as an icy aura surrounded him. His red hair became wild as he then readied a punch, the air becoming colder as his eyes glowed ice blue
