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CHAPTER 29: "SIGVARD THE GREAT, PART 2" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
Even in victory, Bogn remained what it had always been: a dying world of basalt cliffs, jagged industrial towers, and a sky thick with choking furnace-smog. But something new moved across its decaying bones—a pulse of rebellion, the first in centuries.

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
2 days ago34 min read


CHAPTER 28: "SIGVARD THE GREAT, PART 1" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
The gray world of Bogn stretched endlessly under a dead sky, a place where the horizon seemed carved from ash and sorrow. The air was thick with metallic dust, swirling between fractured towers of once-impressive cities now reduced to jagged skeletons. Every surface was coated in a quiet film of age, decay, and long-abandoned despair—yet all of it was overshadowed by the living presence of the Troll soldiers who belonged to Maladrie.

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Nov 2618 min read


CHAPTER 27: "STAR CASTLE" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
The atmosphere of the underground metropolis was thick with age — the scent of rusted metal, alien residue, and faint ozone still hanging from millennia of dormant machinery.

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Nov 2327 min read


CHAPTER 26: "CUTTING TIES" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
The cold winds of Skogheim howled across the frostbitten plains, sweeping through the towering pines that framed the fortified Rus Viking settlement. The sky was a bleak hue of silver-blue, its light refracted through the frozen mist that hung in the air like the breath of sleeping giants. As we approached the massive gates of the city, escorted by the enigmatic Samuel Kin, the sound of machinery and the distant rhythm of forges echoed through the mountain valley.

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Nov 433 min read


CHAPTER 25: "SEVERANCE" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
Serenity and Beelzebub trudged through the wheat field, the air still thick with the residual haze from the explosion that had consumed Maladrie’s fortress. The orange hue of the sky shimmered faintly above them, filtered through clouds of dust and drifting ash. Between them, Haj Tooth’s weight pressed heavy, her armor slick with dark, coagulated blood that shimmered like oil in the dim light. Each step was labored, her breaths uneven and shallow.

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Oct 2924 min read


CHAPTER 24: "BIOMECHANICAL" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
On Haj Prime, the afternoon sun burned low across the horizon, turning the green grass land into waves of molten gold. Serenity stood on the ridge of an ancient plateau overlooking the valley below, her white leather jumpsuit reflecting the glow like liquid fire. The tight fit of the outfit shimmered faintly as the wind tugged at her long black hair, whipping it across her shoulders and the elegant curve of her elven ears.

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Oct 2131 min read


CHAPTER 23: "STAGNANT" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
Drifting among the broken remains of Abraxas, our bodies floated weightlessly, half-lucid in the cold void. The shattered fragments of the planet still glimmered faintly in the darkness like dying embers scattered across an endless black ocean. Emily’s hand brushed against mine, weightless, fragile, but her eyes were closed — not in peace, but in exhaustion. Around us, Anisia, Hanna, Cole, Pete, Mathew, Rick, Jimmy, Elizabeth, and even Droid L-84 drifted like ghosts in an int

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Oct 822 min read


CHAPTER 22: "TROLLS ATTACK" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
The black ash fields stretched before us like a cursed plain, swallowing sound and light alike. Each step crunched as though we marched on brittle bones. The air was a bit cold, but it was not the kind of cold that cleansed—it was the kind that lingered in the marrow, as if the land itself resented our presence. Ahead, the mining city loomed like a scar on the world, its jagged spires clawing upward, its walls lined with smoke and strange light.

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Oct 324 min read


CHAPTER 21: "EVIL KNOWS NO LOYALTY" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
The makeshift briefing room smelled faintly of dust and mildew, the air stagnant from years of abandonment. The chalkboards were cracked, their surfaces still bearing faint ghostly marks of equations scrawled by long-gone teachers. Broken desks lined the corners, and faded motivational posters clung to the walls by sheer will, their colors dulled to sepia. A projector hung from the ceiling by a single bolt, swaying slightly every time the wind rattled through the broken windo

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Sep 3021 min read


CHAPTER 20: "TROLLS" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
In the fertile lands of Brimwald, morning sunlight stretched golden across rolling plains. The wheat swayed in a steady rhythm, tall stalks shimmering like rivers of amber under the sun. Irrigation canals cut neat lines through the farmland, their waters glinting in the light, and the distant silhouettes of grain silos loomed like quiet guardians over the colony.

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Sep 2638 min read


CHAPTER 19: "NO ATTACHMENT?" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
Valrra’s voice came across the ship’s intercom, calm but unmistakably edged with intent. It was short, clipped, a command rather than a request: she wanted Emily and me in the training room. No explanation, no softened tone, just the weight she always carried when something gnawed at her mind.

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Sep 1625 min read


CHAPTER 18: "THE LESSON" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
After the battle with the Demons, the air over Draca still hummed with the aftertaste of war — the faint acrid tang of burnt demon ichor mingled with the fresh, crisp winds that rolled off Draca’s emerald hills. The streets bore scars of the conflict — shattered cobblestones, scorch marks burned deep into timber walls, and the blackened smears where Wraith-born creatures had dissolved under the purging bite of Shungite weaponry.

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Sep 1028 min read


CHAPTER 17: "RISING RISK" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
Stepping back through the gate felt like piercing the surface after drowning too long in the shadows. The heavy static charge of the Labyrinth evaporated behind us, replaced by the steady pulse of a temple alive with sunlight and water. The transition was jarring—the hush of endless tunnels and humming data towers giving way to open air, sound, and warmth.

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Sep 832 min read


CHAPTER 16: "FERAL GUARDIAN" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
The battlefield still smoldered behind us, the faint hiss of hydrofluoric tanks bubbling like cauldrons in the distance as the last traces of Jackal Heads were erased from existence. The air hung heavy with smoke, scorched metal, and the bitter tang of ozone. My boots pressed into the scorched soil as I turned toward my companions—Emily, Valrra, Serenity, Deathskull, Kyle, and Nicholas—all of them standing in the fading crimson glow of the battlefield.

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Sep 543 min read


CHAPTER 15: "TROUBLE BREWING" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
At the heart of the galaxy, Skaalandr emerged as the new anchor of Vikingnar civilization. Once a quiet, uninhabited world of deep oceans and sprawling tundra, its surface was now alive with the hum of construction. Across its frost-bitten valleys, Guardian Angel Droids stood like golden sentinels, their skeletal forms etched with runes, their Viking-style armor fused seamlessly with their mechanical frames. They worked tirelessly to raise the foundations of the capital.

KING WILLIAM STUDIO
Sep 432 min read


CHAPTER 14: "DEMONIC CHUM" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
We all made our way out of the cave—our footsteps clanging against the scorched stone as we emerged into the open, exhausted but alert. A low wind whipped across the plains, stirring the tall crimson grass that sprouted in patches across the dry terrain. The sky was bruised with late afternoon light—clouds swirling overhead, tinged with the greenish hue of this ancient planet’s atmosphere.
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Jul 3054 min read


CHAPTER 13: "MARK OF THE BEAST" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
The bridge was quiet—too quiet—except for the intermittent blinking of dead controls and Emily’s frustrated breaths. She hovered over the command console like a lioness watching over a wounded cub, rapidly pressing buttons in sequence, palms smacking glass. Holograms flickered in and out like dying ghosts...
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Jul 2423 min read


CHAPTER 12: "JEREMIAH FLEET" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
As Emily and I climbed back up the hidden stairwell into the main hall of Jericho’s twisted cathedral, our boots echoed on the stone steps, still wet with condensation and the lingering scent of death. The desecrated altar sat like a monument to false divinity, its fractured slabs casting long shadows under the flickering red lights above. The cathedral's silence was no longer peaceful—it was tense, like a drum skin pulled too tight. We were no longer explorers here. We were
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Jun 1724 min read


CHAPTER 11: "JERICHO" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
The black-and-gold pyramid loomed against Cybrawl’s eternally darkened sky—an angular colossus of obsidian steel and humming plasma veins, its silhouette glowing faintly under flickering red lights that had recently become standard across the droid empire’s infrastructure. The air shimmered with electromagnetic tension, as if the very atmosphere was waiting to collapse under the pressure of coming war.
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Jun 1133 min read


CHAPTER 10: "HEROES RETURN" "VIKINGS WAR IN VALHALLA"
Back at Money Creek, the once-mighty mech stood like a fallen titan, its joints hissing with escaping steam and its outer plating scorched from the battle in the skies. Deep gashes tore through its armor, exposing shattered servos and fried neural wiring. When we tried to activate the auto-repair sequence, the system sputtered and died, its core reactor emitting a faint, irregular pulse—like the last heartbeat of a dying beast. We knew then it wouldn’t walk again. There was n
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Jun 445 min read
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