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22/03/2019 / Harry Browne

Ending Ragnarok by Declan Cossan

Loki breaks free at the onset of Ragnarök (by Ernst H. Walther, 1897)

The Nidhogg had arrived at the shores of the land of Gaul, after having risen up from the roots of Yggdrasil to terrorise Midgard, the world of men. It was one of the biggest beasts the world had ever seen, having flown up to take place in Ragnarök, the end of the old pagan world.
Already, most of the ancient Gods of Europe were slain by the armies of the Jotnar, frost giants from Jotunheim. Only a few armies of Gods stood in their way, and they were not enough to take on the masses of giants that had invaded the land.
The Roman empire, the largest empire carved by mortal men had fallen, having been withered away by harsh winters, barbarian invasions and monstrous races attacking it.
The Jotnar were already besieging the last two bastions of the old gods of Europe, Rome, the eternal city and the foggy island of Hy-Brasil. As a whole, what was there to stop the Nidhogg from plunging Midgard into darkness and chaos?

The dragon was of an autumn brown colour with the horns of a deer. It had a serpentine body shape and had wide bat-shaped wings.
With most of the Aesir and Vanir slain, it seemed unstoppable.
Except now, a new force had come to stop Ragnarök.
Descending from the stars and from an Eastern land called Israel, a new deity had come to Europe.

Pushing back the hordes of Jotnar from the Eternal city of Rome were legions of heavily armoured soldiers who had descended from the skies.

Their armour gleamed like gold, their skin was the colour of bronze, they had beardless faces and short hair as black as coal. Their eyes gleamed like amber and their swords burnt like torches.

Answering to the one God Jehovah, the Angelic soldiers cleaved through the hordes of frost giants and undead that were plaguing Europe.
They were a ruthless and deadly force whose squires had the same amount of power as an Aesir or Vanir God.

Yet their presence brought hope to the sons of Europe, many had already worshipped Jehovah as their God.

The Greatest of their kind, the Angelic king Michael had set his eyes on the Nidhogg.
As it approached the shores of Gaul, the Nidhogg’s blood red eyes looked into the glowing amber eyes of the then youthful and beardless Angelic king.

Covering his muscular bronze skinned body was gleaming gold plate armour. His cape billowed in the wind, and his armour glowed like a torch in the night.

The Nidhogg flew towards him, ready to open his mouth and pour toxic molten flame on the land, but Michael shot up into the sky, making a booming sound and sending a shockwave as he took off.

To the eyes of the onlooking Gauls and Franks below, he looked like a comet as he flew towards the Nidhogg. Before it could try to burn him or bite him, Michael brandished his sword.
As the longsword was drawn, runes in Angelic lit up till the sword became fiery.

As soon as Michael closed in for the kill, he brought his sword down on the wing of the Nidhogg, chopping through it, slicing the wing off and causing the massive abomination to spiral down to the ground and crash into the beach off the coast of Gaul.
Coming down like a meteorite, Michael came down and raised his sword. He plunged it down into the belly of the beast. This caused the beast to stop and collapse.

By now the Angelic armies had vanquished the Jotnar and sent them back to Jotunheim.
Many other giant monsters that had come to fight in Ragnarök were slain as well.
However the Nidhogg was not dead, it was merely put in a deep sleep. If it was to rise, Ragnarök might start again.

However, Michael would not let that happen. The Nidhogg had morphed into an island by now, and under the orders of the Angelic King, a bishop would erect a monastery.
A monastery became a cathedral, a town developed on the island, and that town became a fortress.

The island became known in the world as Mount Saint Michael. On the church, spire stands a gleaming statue of Michael slaying the dragon. The story became a myth, myth became legend.

Many great cathedrals would be erected around Europe as it became the greatest Bastion for all of Christendom in the mortal world.

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