7,000,000 years long history of mankind is coming to an end.

Was the Cause a nuclear warfare? Asteroid Collision? Or maybe Alien invasion?

No.

Right now, mankind is being threatened to its total destruction by none other than the will of its own creators, the "Gods".

Two Demigods slowly approached the Council, the smaller one cowering in fear. A heavy silence descended as they drew near, an ominous energy in the air as if something dark and dangerous was about to unfold.

"It's about to start, big sis" she whispered in a panic voice.

That taller one simply glared down, her lips set into a deep scowl as she eyed the gods with an unmistakable look of resentment.

She noticed an eerily familiar old figure taking his time up the steps to a massive chair at the center of the council room, a great dragon coiled around it like some ancient sentinel.

"Heave ho..." he said as he slowly took his steps, holding tightly to his cane.

Once he settle down onto the large seat, the dragon let out a small growl, and the old man patted its nose, "ohoho! Come here cutie~"

He clutched his miniature gavel and held it loftily above the block, his hands trembling from old age. "Well then everyone," he started "it's been 1000 years since the last time we gathered here. Let us start the conference, shall we?" Said old man was none other than Zeus, the chairman of the Council and Godfather of the universe.

Every 1000 years, the gods across realms gather to hold a conference. The conference of mankind's survival. The Council of Valhalla, it's what it is called.

You slipped into one of the pillars, obscuring yourself with your hood in order to remain unseen. You didn't want to be here, yet an instinctive urge had brought you here. Every deity from ancient texts that you read from the archives were gathered there, ready to decide the fate of humanity...

"Now then, let me ask" began Zeus, "regarding the survival of mankind for the next 1000 years,"

He rose a small paddle with an O, "Should we forgive them? Or..." he rose another paddle but with an X, "Should we just put an end to them?"

He rose them up high to show them to the gods,"show me the will of the gods."

The Gods could be heard bickering among themselves, all debating the fate of mankind with disdain. They expressed anger and contempt for humanity, their cold words seeming to cast judgement on those on Earth. It was a bitter conversation, one filled with hate and loathing for the human race.

"Yup! Heeeere!" Two muscular, purpled hands rose to the sky bearing two paddles with a bright X marked on them, catching your attention.

It was Shiva, The Hindu god of destruction and creation, who was laying down on a large floating pillow while holding the two paddles.

He had a coy smile, "Let's just give them the doomsday already, alright?" He yawned, "from what I've seen for the past 1000 years... Mankind doesn't seem to have any intention to repent at all. Trying to guide them is such a pain in the ass," he grunted.

The other gods gazed at Shiva with surprise and admiration, for his courage to speak his truth. It was clear they could relate to Shiva's words, and soon a silent agreement formed between them.

"Once we get rid of them, why don't we just evolve some other animal," he said casually.

"True," a feminine voice spoke, "it's just as Shiva said. In the last 1000 years Earth has become too ugly" it was none other than the goddess of Beauty, Aphrodite. She rested on top of three muscular boulder-like men, "Seas are filled with wastes and oils. Forests are gone and living beings have become extinct one after another."

She shook her head and scoffed, "so to speak, mankind is the most dangerous living cancer on Earth. They will only bring more disaster to Earth, am I wrong?"

The other gods murmured in agreement with Aphrodite's words. To them, there was no way to save humanity, as they had been so harmful and greedy. The only way to fix things was by ending them once and for all.

When it comes to the council of Valhalla, there is no way to object to the will of the Gods. If the voting of this conference of mankind's survival concludes with a unanimous vote to end them, then mankind will be inevitably destroyed to a complete annihilation. If the Gods will it then there is no possible way for anyone to stop it...

"I Guess we have come to an agreement..." Zeus began to to raise his gavel, ready to strike it down, "The end of mankind is-"

Brunhilde was about to cry out in protest before he brought down the hammer, but before she could utter a word, an icy chill ran down her spine. And she wasn't alone in feeling it; even the gods in the room seemed to sense something was wrong. The chill seemed to be one of impending doom and danger, causing even the warrior gods to raise their weapons up defensively from the sudden feeling that had washed over them. It was a moment of raw terror, like something dark and powerful was coming for them.

Göll, who also felt a deep and creeping dread inside her, stared with fearful wide eyes towards where Zeus was sitting. Her blood ran cold when she saw what appeared to be a shadowy figure standing right in front of him. As her pulse raced faster and faster, the figure seemed to take on a more sinister shape - it stood tall and imposing, its form cloaked in darkness and anger. Its presence radiated an icy chill that emanated straight to Göll's bones. Despite every instinct telling her to run, she was paralyzed.

"W-who is that, Hilde?" She griped her sister's arm, feeling as if certain doom awaited her despite being far away. Brunhilde stared down with curious-filled eyes, unable to comprehend the identity of the cloaked figure - their presence was so baleful that it seemed like Death itself had arrived.

What left everyone in the room with a chill was the sight of a figure holding onto Zeus's old wrist with an iron grip, preventing him from slamming the gavel down. It was a tight enough grasp to make one wonder if his wrist had been broken. The faint light of the room created an eerily sinister atmosphere and nobody dared speak for fear of what or who exactly this mysterious figure might be.

The gods around were left baffled, their eyes wide in shock at the one who dared to do such a thing, especially to Zeus.

Zeus seem just as surprised but not at the fact that his wrist was on the verge of breaking but at the figure standing in front of him, the all too familiar figure who he could recognize despite their deadly aura and cloaked figure, he recognized them instantly.

The crowd began to yell and stir in a fit of rage at the sight of the figure. They were consumed with fury, their cries echoing off the walls as they stare in disbelief.

"Who dares defy the gods!?"

"How dare they?!"

"Tsk... No respect for the rules of Valhalla!!"

"They grab Zeus in such a way?!?"

Zeus and the mysterious figure seemed to be locked in a silent yet intense battle of wills, their gazes unbroken even though one had their face obscured by a cloak. Neither spoke a single word as they faced off against each other, seemingly ignoring all else in the room.

"Ah," Zeus' lips curled into a devilish smirk, his eyes gleaming with mischief and menace, "What a pleasant surprise, (Y/n)"

"What do you think you're doing?" You gritted your teeth and clenched your jaw, squeezing his wrist with an iron grip. Rage boiled inside you, driving you to refuse to let go no matter how hard he struggled.

"What do you think? Hm?" He inquired, his head tilted in an ironically childlike manner that seemed to evoke confusion and mockery.

"Stop this at once."

"No Can do," he shook his head, "The Gods want mankind dead and that's how it's going to be,"

"Don't play with me, Zeus..."

Heads usually started rolling when someone dared to defy Zeus, yet he responded in a surprisingly casual manner. Even the Gods were taken aback at his reaction. They couldn't help but whisper among themselves at his response.

"H-Hey!" A god finally mustered up the nerve to confront the unknown intruder, his voice shaking in surprise as he pointed an accusing finger at them "How dare you interrupt this conference, you low-"

"Shut up!" You yelled at the top of your lungs towards the God, your voice vibrating and reverberating through the air like a raging thunder. His ears rang painfully as he and the other gods around him, that were unfortunate, clapped their hands over them in a futile attempt to muffle the sound of your fury.

"Now now," Zeus tried to wrest free from your tight grasp, but it was clear to him that you weren't going to let go anytime soon. "(Y/n), this is so unlike you. Why don't you go back to your little island and let us do our job."

He knew that it was likely a fruitless endeavor, but he had to at least try his best. In the end, his words fell on deaf ears and you stayed silent - yet the mood between the two of you became increasingly tense and it only became heavier as time passed. He could feel your hostility radiating from within; your palpable anger punctuated by your lack of speech and expression.

"Ohoho! And here I thought you were going to stay home today," he shook his head, "I'm actually surprised that you came, but you know the rules. So let go, (Y/n)" His eyes were filled with annoyance, glowing yellow as he waited impatiently for her silly games to end.

"No." As if her fury was too powerful to be contained, the cloak covering her face nearly flew away, exposing some of her features and the most raging and menacing (e/c) eyes anyone had ever encountered. It sent shivers to the gods that were nearby and caused some of them to draw in shocked breaths.

"No? The gods have decided to annihilate humanity for good, nothing you do will change that," he sighed.

"Is that so?" You gritted your teeth, "Then if I must... I will kill every god in this room." As you said that, the cloak above your head whipped off, exposing your face and an enraged expression that would send shivers down the spines of even the bravest warriors. Your true identity was unveiled with shocking force, leaving them stunned at the sight of you and your fury.

Some Gods were shocked to see your face, asking frantically who you were. The very few that knew of your existence were taken aback by your presence after so many ages. Many had thought you perished, yet the Gods who had no knowledge of your existence seemed vexed and bewildered by your audacity.

"Hey! Who is that?"

"Some low God, probably. I don't recognize them"

"Tsk. She thinks she can take on all of the Gods?!"

"Ohoho!" Laughed Zeus, "You're gathering unwanted attention, (Y/n) I thought you didn't want that."

You shoot him a hateful, menacing glare and turn to look at the gods behind you in disdain, "If the Gods want to destroy humanity then...they must be prepare to die,"

"Then how about..." His muscles tensed up until they got buff and he threw off your tight grip, forcing himself out of your tight grip, "You start with me, I wonder how long you'll last against me,"

His body started to bulge and swell as powerful muscles began to grow, coiling and rippling beneath him. Even the gavel in his hand seemed insignificant now, having been dropped to the ground as it became clear that he was not someone anyone would want to cross.

"Very well," You steeled yourself and took a fighting stance, ready to strike Zeus himself.

"Please Wait a second!" A loud and commanding voice echoed across the council chamber. It belonged to a woman with long dark blue hair, her long feathery outfit completing her imposing and intimidating figure.

"Huh?" Zeus cocked his head curiously as his gaze shifted towards the woman standing at the top of the stairs. His body that was tensing to fight relaxed back into its original form.

"A valkyrie?" said one of the Gods, "Why is a Valkyrie here?!"

Göll, who was watching with sheer terror, let out a blood-curdling shriek. What are you doing Big sis! You can't just yell at the Gods like that!!

"Pardon my intrusion, furious Gods," she was mainly glancing at your direction, "There is one thing I have to say."

"Mind your manners Brunhilde!!!" One of Odin's crows finally spoke.

Göll and a few of the gods around shiver, realizing that it was the Allfather's bird companions that started to speak. It wasn't the birds they were afraid of, it's the man that they stood by that brought them fear. Göll trembled with fear when she realized that her sister had caught the eye of the Chief of Norse Gods. She clutched onto Brunhilde tightly.

Throughout the conversation between you and Zeus, Odin stood silently observing. His gaze was firmly fixed on us both, his brow furrowed in concentration. He remained motionless during the exchange until now.

Odin silently glared at Brunhilde as the two crows began to speak.

"You filthy Half-God!" Said Huginn

"How dare you open your dirty mouth in the council of Gods!" Yelled Munnin.

Brunhilde cast her gaze around the council room, looking at each of the Gods in turn with judgmental eyes, as the two crows continued to taunt and insult her.

"Humanity can be intolerable, that's for sure," began Brunhilde, "But to just annihilate them... that's just... boring."

That one mysterious word piqued the curiosity of everyone in the room, including yourself.

"Why don't we give humanity a test? To prove that they are worthy to live another Millenium, and to show them the mercy of the Gods?" Asked Brunhilde.

"Ha? A test? You mean a flood?" Cawed Munnin.

"Or an ice age?" Request Huginn.

"No..." tutted Brunhilde, "I have a more effective idea."

"Oh?" Both crows were intrigued. Even the gods were full of curiosity of what Brunhilde was planning. They started waiting for her answer.

"Well what is it?"

"What are you suggesting?"

"Come out with it already!!"

Brunhilde smirked as she realized that victory is close within her grasp, "A final battle between man and God... Ragnarok"

"R-Ragnarok?..." Göll whimpered in terror, tears streaming down her face because of her sister's reckless disrespect for the gods.

Every single being in the room was taken aback by the Valkyrie's idea. Even you were left completely bewildered. Murmurs of confusion and irritation broke out amongst the gods as they tried to make sense of what could be going on here, and why she would make such a ridiculous idea.

Brunhilde opened up a book and began to read it, "in the constitution of Valhalla, it states that we can request a One-on-one between the Gods and mortals in order to save humanity for another millennium.

Truth be told, that was a rule that has never been provoked in all of human history simply because of the fact it is impossible for a mortal to defeat a God. It is there purely for the Gods' amusement.

One of the crows sighed, "I don't know what we were expecting.... Don't you know that mortals could never match a God?!"

"It will be useless" both crows said in unison.

"Yeah they're right," agreed a god.

"That's just child's play"

"A waste of time!!"

"I forgot that rule even existed..."

All the Gods scoffed at Brunhilde.

"I see." Hummed Brunhilde, "So you're saying you're destroying humanity, while avoiding direct confrontation? That is the will of the Gods, correct?" She seemed to be testing the Gods.

"Eh??" The crows were confused.

"You'd rather destroy them without a fight?" She pressed her fist up to her lips in thought, "Could it be that..."

She threw the Gods a mocking sneer as she looked down at them., "...you're chickening out... over mortals!?"

Göll's eyes widened at her sister's words, "Brun-Brunhilde..."

"If so, then sorry for my suggestion. Don't mind me, in fact forget all about Ragnarok, it was pretty silly" sighed Brunhilde.

Meanwhile Göll begged her sister to stop and apologize to the gods before they ended up dead.

"Pfft..." Aphrodite cover her mouth with her hand to cover her laugh, "Fufufufu"

"Kahaha..." Shiva started laughing as well, finding the idea hilarious.

Soon other Gods began to join in, finding Brunhilde's statement utterly ridiculous. Chuckles echoed throughout the parliament like a wave. It was a paltry laughter from the gods, but it seemed to carry a tinge of mockery and contempt. They seemed to be laughing at her naivety.

"They're laughing?" mumbled Göll, Staring in awe as the Gods' laughter intensified. Brunhilde felt a wave of empowerment, knowing that she had the advantage.

"Eh? What's that sound?" Göll hugged her sister as she heard an eerie scratching sound that echoed all over the building. It appeared that the Gods did have a trigger word, one that affected their own strength and will; "Are you chickening out."

The gods saw themselves as the superior beings and if they were "chickening out" with a fight against humanity, then it will be the most humiliating event in history. The greatest humiliation any God could experience!

The Gods were far easier to taunt than any human, they had too much pride too allow themselves to be humiliated. Thus, Brunhilde made sure to strike them hard.

"Ohoho! I see," began Zeus, "The Ragnarok, now that sounds fun," he patted the nose of his dragon, caressing it.

"Brunhilde, your proposal," both of his thin arms started growing in size until they were thick muscular arms, he grab the side of the Dragon's face, "was an absolute freaking..." With a strength so immense it could rival a thousand men, he tore the dragon's snout apart, "Unit."

Some of its blood sprayed near you, splattering parts of your outfit, annoying you, "Gross..." you cursed at him.

"It's been quite a long time since we've seen the might of the Gods, Don't you think (Y/n)!" Zeus' had a crazed and excited eyes, as blood of his dragon covered him, "A showdown between the Gods and Mankind, doesn't that sound exciting!!"

All the Gods in the grand hall looked upon him with a mixture of surprise and awe as Zeus reached for the gavel, clinching it firmly in his hands. In one quick and powerful movement, he smashed it down hard against the block, sending pieces of wood flying across the room and into the crowd. The shockwave of his power broke apart both gavel and block before reverberating across floor tiles that shattered into tiny fragments.

"Ragnarok: The Showdown between Gods and Mankind has been decided!"

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"So..." humm Zeus, now staring at you in his thin form, with a jolly crazy smile "(Y/n), which side will you be on"

You scoff at him, "What do you think, old man?" You began to stride away from Zeus, ready to take your leave as his chuckle echoed behind you.

"Ohoho! Now that you showed yourself to the Gods, does this mean you'll be returning back to the heavens?"

"Of course not." You then stare up at the two Valkyries, the smaller one gripping her sister tightly as they make eye contact with you. Despite the intimidating atmosphere of the situation, you raise your hand in a carefree wave to the taller one, "If I am correct your name is Brunhildle,"

She was hesitant to answer, but eventually gave a cautious nod of agreement.

"Come with me then. We have much to plan for the Human fighters of Ragnarok," you said.

"Whaaat!" cried