The Saga Of Olaf

As the Sun set in the pink and orange sky, Olaf thought about searching for a worthy adversary. He wanted his victorious life to end while a new one began in Valhalla.As he climbed through the trees and twigs, that scratched the back of his legs, he looked back and thought about the times in battle. Olaf fought the most powerful warriors and killed them too! From blood-curdling battles to pointless arguments, he'd been through it all. He decided it was time to go to the most peaceful place known, Valhalla. It was supposed to be even more beautiful than a galaxy full of shining stars.

Olaf was a muscular, powerful warrior clutching a hazardous, keen sword. He climbed through the pile of twigs in the forest. It was a blacked-out, light-less forest covered in rotting, decaying leaves.The leaves layed silently on the muddy ground. People didn't dare to do into the forest but Olaf wasn't afraid!

Out of nowhere came a repeated, ear piercing noise. Almost as if a man was killed. He took a couple of steps forward...

Creeping, Olaf decided to alter his creep into a charge. While he was charging towards the strange noise,a mysterious man came dashing out of the shadow-less bushes. Olaf tripped up over him. The strange noise was coming from a wild man. Here was Olaf's chance to die an honorable death. The man looked up and tumbled over a twig, then of the cliff.

Sadly, Olaf turned around. He looked up to see Fenrir. Fenrir was owned by Loki, the God of mischief. He was Powerful. Olaf had 1 more chance. Fenrir bit him, ripped his skin to shreds and blood came pouring out. Olaf died his honorable death...