Nobody. Nobody. Nobody. Nobody has ever been able to chain down Fenrir. Nobody has ever been able to get within 10 meters of Fenrir. Nobody has even been able to step into Fenrir’s treacherous cave. Not necessarily because Fenrir ended them but something much simpler. Fear. Fear is what held people from entering the cave. Fear is what stopped them from taming the beast. But I was somebody. And I was determined. Fenrir, the ferocious. Fenrir, the slaughterer. Fenrir, every brave man’s doom. Here I come.
The sky’s normal bright hue seemed to dim and cower as I neared the Fenrir’s cave. The sun suddenly dashed across the sky and disappeared feeling Fenrir’s presence. But I, would not cower; would not hide. For fenrir wasn’t as bad as he seemed. I hoped. What had happened to Fenrir? We had been such good friends as children, like brothers. I wondered some more as I trekked across the cracked dry earth, avoiding stepping on the spots where the underworld reached up and tried to grasp onto life. Life. I wish I would make it out of here alive. With a life to keep living. It was as simple as that. Get in. Chain Fenrir. Get out.
The cave had a musty clammy smell. And it was eerily silent except for the clanking of the heavy chains in my dirtied hands. I was not receiving good vibes from this dark cave. Especially from the corner. That far corner where all of a sudden a deep rumbling, tumbling racket arose from. Then there he was. He hadn’t changed one bit. I broke into a sprint. “Fenrir! Fenrir!” I called his name and he turned. But it was not Fenrir. At least not the one I remembered. His eyes ran cold with red sparks that I had never seen before, and sent shivers down my back. I trembled and put my hand up hoping he would take mercy on me. “Please, Fenrir,” I pleaded. But he would not listen; would not look at me. I didn’t have any time to think, as Fenrir’s bone snapping jaws encased my quivering body. I’m somebody, I’m somebody I’m somebody, I thought over and over and over. But Fenrir’s eyes disagreed. He chomped down. Hard. I’m nobody. I realized as I sunk through the cracks into the underworld, joining the other stubborn humans who thought they were anybody.
But I would be back, for I was certain that I was a somebody.