"War of Gods" by Runade and Soule (Throwback)

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"Before Christianity, there was the era of Nordic and Gaelic gods. Together for centuries, they watched and protected life on Gaia... until the bitterness of greed became too much to handle... and war filled their hearts!"

The ground began to quake beneath deities,
as the Gaelic stampede towards the Nordic scum.
A war between two factions of immortal enemies
with power beyond titans and metamorphic blood.

Move Forward! ... Halt!!
The nine realms have gathered, this is a deadly ruse.
Hold your tongues and your vendettas, the info's ready troops!
The Gaelic march upon us, but they're into heavy booze,
Ready yourselves to crush the drunkards, there's a temporary truce!

Swords clash with shields, storms strike behemoths,
monsters crack the fields as the light in the sky's depleted.
Balor grabs Forseti and drags his skull through debris,
as shards of bone scatter like snow across the gruesome scene.

Fire Giants to the front!! let by Surtr, from the core of Muspelheim
hordes are hit, if Dagda is The Good God, then his lore is such a lie!
They pick the feathers from the Morrigan as she soars up in the sky
if there's more of them, they're mourning since the torso gonna fry!

Gods don't bleed like mortal men, as gold seeps from open wounds,
Loucetios puts Odin through a broken tomb as Andraste drops the potent moon.
Dis Pater has awoken, dooming the souls of Eir and Hel for eternity,
the fires of Hell, a certainty in this battle between empires compelled by divergency.

Danu crucified by Freya, Airmid guillotined by Tyr,
who licked the ichor off his blade then made a lethal swing on Llyr.
Gwydion tried his luck at magic, Loki beat him at his best
as Fenrir devours Cernunnos heart from deep within his chest.

Ymir tackles through their formations, leaving throats slashed with his wrath,
the hot gates have been opened, and there's no goat path to the back.
For each God that's sacrificed in battle, "It's Blasphemy" they cried...
instead - invokes a source of power, then the Valkyries will ride!

Both sides suffer tremendous pain, endless plagued by the aftershock,
Gods who've lived for centuries fade into Gaia and become after thoughts.
As the disaster halts, a silence cements the sky in layers...
and the bastard Gods listen to the echoes of quiet prayers...
Odin drops to a knee, trying to breathe, asking Andraste "why do we fight?"
In which she replies... "how could we coexist and both rule mankind?"
He grips his sword and grins at Thor, wipes a drip of blood from his jaw...
"if there's a chance to split this land, could we end this needless loss?"

A fissure opened up before them, the battle stopped... "We won?"
said Thor before Jormungandr appears -
RAGNAROK'S BEGUN!!!
"We must fight the beast together!!" shouted Freyr through her peace,
that thought - divides the 9 Realm Army, the ones to stay were 2 or 3.
The deserters joined the Serpant, the Celts? by chants - we are aligned
still outnumbered 10 to 1, til the next pantheon arrived...