The Battle of Lyfjaberg

Lycaon, a warrior tormented by an eternal enemy within his soul, embarks on a final, arduous journey to the Healing Mountain, a place said to be both the origin and final destination of his soul.Throughout his life, Lycaon has sought the climactic battle against his inner demon, a foe that has relentlessly haunted his existence. As he ascends the sacred mountain, he faces numerous trials that test his strength and resolve. At the peak, in the heart of a mystical, ancient arena, Lycaon confronts his demon at last. The epic clash that ensues is both physical and spiritual, pushing Lycaon to the limits of his power and will. In this ultimate showdown, he strives to conquer the darkness within and achieve the peace he has long yearned for, hoping to finally heal his soul at the place where it all began.

On the last day of the tale, the final blow will be dealt

Where the Healing Mountain (Lyfjaberg) finds itself, Samael will be on the top

He waits

The sky darkens, as Lycaon nears himself

Walks the last steps towards his destiny

The journey comes to an end

The end is near, and the end can be felt

So much sorrow, death, vain

And the brink of self-destruction, reveal themselves

From the skies, as the wind blows harder, eventually thunderstorms unleash a wrath so great

Both of Them feel it,

Only One gets to fulfill a personal vendetta,

The Other to be destroyed, banished forever

Samael will turn around, and Lycaon will see the reflection of himself. For a brief moment, Lycaon is surprised, and can't gather his thoughts in one place. Quickly he realises just as fast, that it is another trick of deceit, from the greatest enemy, the Archnemesis of Lyfjaberg, home to the millenium-old soul of Lycaon.

Lycaon marches on

As he takes the shape and form

Of all the bodies his soul throughout the centuries has lived on

Finally he will rise up to the sky,

On the top of the Healing Mountain

Both are head to head

Lycaon's eyes shine red

A monstrous shape of gray wolf

A warrior at heart

Samael is as silent as death

Darkness scourches through the reins

Lycaon throws the majestic roaring fist

Hence the final battle begins

Who will win? Comment down below

(I would like to introduce you to my first original story I wrote on Vocal, I am quite nervous, because this is only a concept of the fictional story I have made up in my head. I would like to explain how I got the inspiration. It came from a song called Lyfjaberg, you can find it in YouTube, great song, a powerful vibe. I once had a dream about a mountain, so I thought to myself to come up with a short story combining these 2 great factors.

The name ''Lycaon'' and ''Samael'' are both ancient names. The first one derives from Greek mythology, where Zeus was angered by the King of Arcadia, and cursed him to become the first werewolf. The second one derives from the Bible, the Old Testament, and is often a representation of evil lurking around, or another name for the devil himself. Now you are clarified and you can tie the knots yourself. )