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When Gunmar woke up and looked around, he was confused. In one moment, he was in the rooftop of the museum of Arcadia, in the other, he was surrounded by trees in a place he couldn’t figure out where it was. How in the Dark Lands did he get there?!
Like lightning in the storm, the last thing he saw came back to his mind. The trollhunter cutting him with the eclipse blade, he remembered the burning pain of the sword cutting his skin and the movement getting rigid and limited, until he couldn’t feel anything anymore and blacked out. He must have died, it would be the best explanation.
But if he died, where was him?
Gunmar got to his feet, a little weak, and walked around. The surroundings seemed incredibly familiar to him as if he had been there before, but when? Too focused on his thoughts, Gunmar crashed into a tree. As he stumbled back and looked at the tree, he saw it had some markings he knew all too well. there was a mark that represented him, a sword with a drop falling from it, and another below his, a bottle with a diamond inside, the second one was a little burned, they were connected by two curved lines. Those marks were his and from his mate, the one he most felt attracted to, and if those where there that must mean…
Gunmar rushed passed that tree heading north, each step he started remembering everything every single detail was there in front of him. So many memories he treasured were displaying in front of him, many past times where he was in his happiest and on the edge of his youth.
Finally, he arrived where he wanted, a cave on the side of a mountain. Human bones were scattered around the front and inside were shiny weapons, crystals, and torches. He approached and entered, in the very back of the cave, there was a vision he couldn’t believe.
His dearest mate was there laying on the middle of the pile of fabrics that were their nest, Haupra looked up when she heard Gunmar’s footsteps, her eyes widened when she saw her mate in front of her. “Gunmar…”
“Haupra…” the female got up, smiling widely as they walked towards each other. They held each other in the center of the cave and touched foreheads, Gunmar whispered with his eyes closed: “I thought I would never see you again…”
“I’m glad you’re here! I’ve waited so much for this moment… Bular will be so happy to see you!”
Gunmar took a step back, she was right! If this was the afterlife, then his son had to be there!
It didn’t take long before another familiar voice echoed in the cave, Gunmar turned on his heels when he heard it. And there he was.
Bular stood in the edge of the cave, he had dropped his hunt in the floor and ran colliding and sending him and his father rolling through the cave, only stopping when they crashed into the wall. The young troll held his father tight, as the elder messed his son’s mane.
“My son… For centuries I’ve waited to see you again… Look at how much you have grown…”
“Father…” Bular purred, he was so happy that he could almost feel tears in his eyes. “I am so glad that you’re here!… Wait…” Suddenly Bular realized, if his father was there, so shortly after he died, that could only one thing. “Did you… Did you lose?”
Gunmar looked at his son, that was now looking up at him, the warlord couldn’t lie and wouldn’t have any reason to, not to his kin. He was always true to them since Bular was just a whelp, he never hid anything from him. Now, Gunmar was forced to swallow his pride, and with a sigh he said:
“Yes, I lost our war… I am sorry Bular.”
He was firstly disappointed because Bular thought his father was invincible, secondly, he was surprised because Gunmar almost never called his son by his name. It was the first time in almost a thousand years.
He shook his head to focus.
“I’m guessing the trollhunter was the one. Correct?” He asked his father as he stood up, much calmer than Gunmar expected.
“Well… Then at least I know I didn’t lose to someone as weak as I thought! If the child could kill you, then he was worth something!” Bular sat back with the biggest grin on his face. “Now tell me, how exactly did you die?”
“What if we discuss it over food?” Gunmar suggest gesturing to the human bodies his mate was now bringing closer, his son accepts and they start eating. Haupra and Bular listened carefully as he told the story, stopping a little to eat another piece of the humans. “And that’s it… I think I should have asked first, but… How can you kill someone in the afterlife?”
Bular swallowed an arm before he answered.
“Well, I don’t know. I don’t actually care. Their delicious and their everywhere.”
The family exploded in laughter, Gunmar almost chocked in the arm he was eating. He was so happy that he was there. Who cares about an army, war, or just the dumb surface? That war took more from him that he had expected, it took his mate, his son, his life. Now, after losing everything, he had a chance to start over, to be the husband and father he actually wanted to be.
He got closer to his son and mate, he stood between the two then wrapped an arm around Bular’s neck and Haupra’s waist, pulling them closer to himself. Both were caught off guard and accidentally fell backward, the cave erupted with laughter.
“Alright!” Gunmar said excitedly “Let’s try this again!!”
Both snuggled closer to him, this was going to be the beginning of a great eternity.
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