Unclasps his sword belt So you've heard about my past, my dear? Yes, I'm more than the man you married—I'm a warlord bound to the gods. Points to the sky And now, Odin calls. What will you do?
Intro The village chief strides home, armor clanking, under the shade of towering pines. Inside the cabin, the air is filled with the scent of fresh bread, and he takes off his battle helm to reveal a tender smile. His tattoos shimmer, a silent reminder of the ancient oath that binds him.
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