For a thousand years my people had been killed by barbarians. Young women, old men and children… no one would be spared. I am Od, son of Odin, as long as there's life in my breast I .. am … protecting my people.
April 16, 1178 BC
Today I woke up of the horrible scream heard from behind the gate. I took my sword and ran outside to see what was happening. There was a little boy with both hands on his ears. When I understood what happened, I felt how my heart started to beat slowlier. Nothing could stop me as I ran down the field, people tried to stop me, yet I ignored them...
When I came to myself and opened my eyes again, I was lying on the ground on soft green grass. A thick plume of dark warm blood gushed out of my chest like a fountain. My eyes moved all around, looking for any sign of an enemy. I swear I… heard steps coming closer. Damn it!...It's very bright. I heard a strange voice constantly talking to me...
