Here's my instant inspiration :D
Caution! It's scary!!
edit: small note, don't take it in personal connection with recent events, I'm against ally take-overs, I like Wodin's symbolism, it's just a story.
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All these years nobody summoning him.
He did want to take a break and not ponder upon his own decisions, that's why he allowed GG leaders to summon him, but this was over the top!
As if everybody forgot about him...
Wodin decided to come back and bring things in order.
Straight up from Road of battles, he first strolled towards Paper Cabin to see if there are any LHOs around, that will be the best way to scout the situation, after all, he hasn't been around for a long time.
Arriving there, he noticed most of the stuff stayed the same. Some scrolls looked new though...
But the shocking thing was... There was nobody there!
Peculiar, he thought to himself... Once, the cabin was crawling with younglings, ready to worship him as soon as they meet him at his Road-of-battles-spot.
"Oh well, off to Willow's shop for me, a crowd's gotta be there!"
As he walked, the emptiness of the land he traveled was more and more unsettling.
On his way, he reached Gazebo of Equilibrium. Finally, some people, but most were lying around, being idle.
He heard an unknown voice shouting "Popes in defense, hit my popes in defense!"
"Popes in defense, peculiar!" Wodin thought to himself, beings of light becoming the most popular creature, it was satisfying to the old warrior of light...
"UNHOLY PRIEST?! What is this monstrosity?!", Wodin backed away from the Gazebo and, not turning his back on these vicked people, he was walking backwards towards Marind Bell.
He managed to hit someone. Turning his back he saw his old friend...
"Dst, bro! Oh, thank the numerous divine admin-accounts and Mur's alts! I'm saved, how ar... Wait, why are you wearing a girl's clown costume...? Ooo..." Wodin blinked then squeaked in terror and ran away!
Finally reaching Willow's shop, again he met the unsettling emptiness, there was nobody around.
Maybe that was the better alternative, he pondered...
Wodin had to check one more place. His home, Golemus Golemicarum...
He sneaked around the Gazebo of Equilibrium, he reached the Gates of the Ages, crossed the bridge...
There he found Grido without his Guerrilla badge.
With a tear in his eye, he shook him "what happened, man? :("
He couldn't bare to hear, he knew, it must have been those vile Necros.
No matter the cost, he will take his revenge!
Wodin marched upon the Howling gates and charged through.
Found one Necro, some Neno Veliki dude, but not with a Sentinel badge, this one was different, albeit similar... The stats on his tree were so high he couldn't grab even a plain old win!
What did the shades do, did they infect their vile powerful abilities into anyone willing to serve them?!
He had to retreat, and reach a sanctuary.
Alas, Necro leader heard about Wodin's impudity and arranged to have Wodin locked in chaos.
There, he was tortured, skill damaged and camp-farmed upon for days...
As a final blow, Lashtal strangled him.
Wodin still had some awareness around him, but he was 'dead', lying on Necrovion graveyard.
He shouted for help, and he thought nobody heard him...
But there was a kind soul, Nimrodel, who used to be part of Golemus once, and came to visit this warrior of old.
She was merciful, and left her revival equipment on the top of a nearby hill...
Wodin, with hope in his eyes managed make his remains climb towards his revival. He didn't actually 'move' in full sense, because it was the same scene, thus in his power of movement.
Finally, it was in his reach! But then he saw the other side of the hill... Mysterious, bloodlusty eyes staring at him...
Wodin looked at this figure with question in his rotting eyes.
The figure just responded "."
--Ending credits to be listened simultaneously with the dot--
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