Tyr couldn't help but smirk as he listened to the children singing in a winter campfire. Like the old tradition they were singing the warrior song, and of their longings for comfort. He was there hiding behind a tree trunk, watching them in a distance.

Minutes after, he heard an adult telling the kids a story about a deity who become a wolf and was known nowadays as Lycan.

He could hear audibly how their tone sounds surprised that the wolf was a deity before.

" Things like that could actually happen?" the kids asked with bewildered faces.

" Uh...like with our Kings here, some could be outranked," the old man nodded.

The voices of their conversation float amidst the snowy air soothing his keen senses.

Tyr sighed and puts on his furry hood.

"The Year 1005, Scandinavia, okay so I was dragged into this time, and into this...world of the humans," he whispered.

Tyr began to walk ahead yet his mind was still stuck in a certain time and place.

Valhalla, some say is a place where the heroes are welcomed with honor, a place of rejoicing and an end to weeping.

Well, that is what mortals know.

In a place where the sun never sets nor shines ablaze.

In this place where a dreamy sea dances in its own symphony.

The song of placidity is contrary to what was visible in the mortal's eyes.

For in this place, is where all his agony had started.

That is their heaven.

Yet, that is his hell.

That is their healing.

That is where he was cursed.

" How could I forget what happened that day?" Tyr whispered as some memories flooded back into him.

There was a rumor going on of a rebellion uprising. The said cause was that the rebel wanted to be like Odin. The gods gathered in that huge glorious courtroom to discuss the matter. They also wanted to be sure that this place would be secure from any threats.

" The only way to become like Odin is to possess his powers. Does that mean the alleged rebel would steal it?" Valkash exclaimed. His voice reverberated in the court. He was exaggerated yet for some he appears convincing.

Who wouldn't believe him anyway? He's in the top rank of the deities.

" Who would dare do such matter?" one of the gods asked.

It took a long for Valkash to reply.

There were murmurings in the court.

Then, in a moment he glance at Tyr who was quiet in his seat.

Tyr was too naive to notice that, Valkash's glare at him was that of betrayal.

He should have felt it in the way his lips curved up for a smile.

" I don't know that much. Why don't you ask Tyr, the wild god. He's the only one wild among us here!" Valkash exclaimed.

Tyr felt threatened by such an accusation. If only he could sink in his seat at that moment when all eyes were looking at him with judgment, and with contempt.

" I..didn't know a thing about that!" he protested.

Yet, as he look at their faces it seemed that they were not believing him.

He rose from his seat and proceed in front.

He explained his innocence.

But then, Valkash called for a false witness.

All seemed to happen so fast.

He was frozen in shock that his mind was not thinking straight at that time, still stuck by the betrayal that was unfolding before him.

The next thing he knows is that the deities were already voting for what kind of punishment he would have.

Until all agreed on one thing - to cast him away from Valhalla.

" Le's kick him out here then since he's a threat to our security! If he would do that to Odin for sure then he'll do that to us too!" one deity said.

He saw Valkash flashing a devious smile. He drew near to him and whispered in his ears, " I told you she's mine," he said.

Tyr felt his temper rage up with what he heard.

That was a forbidden word. No one should be saying that to me! No one can touch it here! No one can take her away from me! No one! He thinks.

So, he raised his hand, and his weapon appeared in his grip.

It was a crescent glaive, huge and spewing icy blue or sometimes scarlet fire.

He attempted to smash Valkash with it.

Valkash blocked his weapon. He too had swiftly drawn out a large bone sword. He was alert to notice his attack.

The gods that were present in the courtroom began to flee while some had mingled in the fights.

Chaos broke out.

"she's gonna be mine once you'll get kicked out of here!" Valkas said. That doesn't a threat but an intention to piss him more.

Tyr once again smacks Valkash with a cry.

Valkash slides down to the side avoiding his weapon, instead, Tyr's blade hit the floor, wreaking the entire area.

The other gods attempted to detain Tyr but he was fuming in fury.

But they were many who conspired to subdue him at that moment. And though strong he is, he can't do a thing but face this inevitable defeat.

One of the deities grabbed his arms, and pull them stretched out, while the other had cornered him from the back while strangled his neck.

He can hardly breathe. He tried to hold his eyelids from drooping as when he heard the god who holds the key of Valhalla, uttering the worst verdict he ever heard.

" Wild as you are, then you'll be cast out from here. However, a divine is a divine, we cannot take out your innate divine powers, yet we leave you a curse! At the gaze of the moon, your skin will shed off and will replace with fur, your teeth will fall off and will be replaced with fangs, your nails will be replaced with claws, and you will howl unto the moon wildly as you are!"

Tyr began to groan he tried to fight the force that was enveloping him.

" You will stay that way unless the moon goddess bestows her mercy. Chaos is wrecked because of your love for the goddess Cybele, then she will also take part in the curse. Valhalla will also be closing its doors for her!"

" Noooo!!!!"

Tyr screamed when he heard his beloved's name. He wrestled to get out of their grip, but then it was too late to fight the force that had already liberated him, and he was already too weak to fight.

And the last thing he saw was Cybele's face crying trying to reach out his hands. All went up that time like a slow motion of a painful event unfolding before his eyes.

" This can't be...no...this can't be!"

He heard her sobbing.

" I...will...find..you...promise...where ever you will be then I will find you even if I search all the worlds and travel all time, I will just to find you...that's a promise," Tyr whispered unto Cybele.

Cybele did in her every power to save him.

She stretched out her hands to release a force that would secure Tyr, a shield that would protect him from all the forces that wanted to knock him down. That, she even shielded herself when Tyr the cursing wrath was poured unto him.

Valkash didn't like what he saw.

He smashes the force she created with his bone sword, and in a short time, she felt like her soul had floated too in the air, as she was swept away. Then, in a moment she felt an excruciating pain in her flesh.

I got badly wounded! Cybele whispered in her mind as she gaze blood on her hand.

She heard him shouting her name, but her senses were slowly fading away.

" Tyr..." she faintly whispered.

" No...no...!" Tyr's voice was shaking as when hen he gazed at her beloved dying.

Valkash's bone sword is a weapon that could kill a deity, and it was so tragic that Cybele got struck by it.

A little...I can still hold on a little... I can do this! Tyr whispered to himself.

He reached to her beloved's hands and clasped them into hers. His eyes began to glisten once more as he summon the energy of nature, gathering all the elemental planes, even those that are not within the boundaries of his ability. Earth, water, fire, wind, and sky. The paraelemental, even the quaiselemental energies had responded to his call.

The entire Valhalla had begun to shake.

This is therefore his one last blow, he doesn't care.

" Listen to me, my beloved goddess..." Tyr whispered. He was like suffocating.

" You will not die...no you can't...I did everything at this moment so you could be reborn...If you weren't there in a world where I will be exiled, then I will find you in another world," Tyr said.

Then, he kissed her hand. Both their eyes meet as they watched each other fade away.

The goddess faded for death, while he for the human world.

He was a god so glorious.

But now he wasn't...

And next when he opened his eyes, it is glistening with an unexplainable reflection of him being both Lycan and divine.

Thus, later at that moment.

As he smells the earthy scent of the forest soil.

As he wakened for a new life in another world, there he realized what creature he had become.

He had become, the Lycan God.