Greenland 2034 AD

The cold air stung his face, and Jack couldn't feel his feet, as he walked home.

"Finally! I'm home!" Jack exclaimed, his knees buckling in exhaustion as he managed a big grin.

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My heart started racing, would my family remember me?

As I reached for the door-

I stopped dead in my tracks. I hesitantly look to my left and see...a corpse.

It was almost bare bone, dead flesh hung on to it flapping like a kite in the cold wind, the jaw missing from the skull, while the body's tattered clothes were stained with black dried blood. 

The corpse was stretched out seeming like it had been trying to reach for something as it died.

It looked as if the world was trying to hide it as it was hidden in a little cove barely visible to the outside world.

As I walked towards it I noticed it was a teenager with its small frame still intact.

"No, no no no... ¡No!"

"Please don't be- my voice went hoarse as I saw her necklace, Monica's necklace.

3 years ago the last time I came home I gave my little sister Monica a necklace I bought her in Malta.

Tears streamed down my face almost freezing on the way down due to the hypothermic cold.

I ran away, barged into my home, and saw how the entire place was ransacked.

I ran through the dark rooms searching for hope, maybe a note saying my parents were still alive and where they were.

As I ran down to the wine cellar in a state of panic I saw 3 corpses all huddled together in the farthest corner of the room.

Father, Mother, even little Adam, my 8 year old brother, were there. I then realized something stank, as I wiped my tears away I saw Daisy's rotting corpse, our sled dog.

I dropped to my knees in pain, my entire family had been slaughtered, my sister violated until her last breath and now all I had was myself.

I blamed myself if I hadn't decided I was destined for a greater purpose I wouldn't have left. If I hadn't traveled all over this godforsaken world for a nonexistent mythical stone.

"THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED" I shouted, squeezing out any negative emotion from my soul to the world.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH" 

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Jack passed out unconscious.

Lightning flickered all over his body as he entered a trance, a dream, a Vision.

 He was enduring a brutal test and though he didn't know where he was, all Jack knew was that he felt better after caving people's heads in.

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I woke up on a harsh battlefield, I was full of energy as if I was fueled by lightning.

BOOOM

Suddenly, I shot out a lightning bolt from my fingertips!

"Woah! What just happened!?"

I then realized that I wasn't in pure control of my body but only in somewhat control at certain times.

There was an army against me, all from Vikings wearing leather pelts to Ice Jotun who were towering over the rest.

Interesting... BANG!

I surprised myself with my inhuman reflexes and weird satisfaction when I killed a man with my mace.

His face bent at an awkward angle, his iris already red from the blood seeping in from his injured brain. His skin peeling slightly and his flesh underneath turning black.

He died on the spot in a matter of milliseconds, as if he was an insignificant ant. The man's corpse then turned to ashes supposedly going to Valhalla.

I could feel the adrenaline rushing through my bloodstream seeping into my muscles. As I bashed the heads and sternums of hundreds of men while using lightning to kill another thousand.

As I defeated the remaining enemies I calmed down from my anguish.

Everything went black...

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Jack then slowly arose from the cold floor of the wine cellar.

Lightning flashed through his eyes and traveled through his blood.

Rushing through his entire body at once. He reached out in front of him with his left hand, 1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds, then BOOOM

A hammer blasted through the ceiling of the wine cellar. Creating a hole exposing Jack's great tragedy to the icy climate.

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I woke up from that strange dream and immediately felt the urge to call,

"Mjolnir!!!"

The hammer broke through the roof beckoned by my call.

Sparks flying everywhere stinging my clothes, lightning was traveling through me into the hammer.

I slowly walked outside pondering my next goal. I had it, I went over to Monica's corpse and hugged her. Sadness picked at my insides, as I removed her necklace, stuffing it into my pocket quickly.

I spent some time digging out graves for my Father, Mother, Monica, Adam, and Daisy. When I finished, I took out the silver necklace clenching my fist as I spoke.

"I will get revenge, I will destroy those who hurt me and make them wish they were never even born. I will chase them for EONS if I have to but I will never stop."

"Never…"