I love Nordic culture, all the viking stuff from their everyday lifestyle, to their pantheons and folklore.
I also love fantasy, big magical worlds filled with bizarre and otherworldly plants, wildlife, cultures, religions, and everything you could imagine.
And magic—a whole buttload of magic.
Another big thing.
I’ve been a big RPG fan ever since I was young. Been playing Skyrim for 12 years since it came out in 2011 and I can’t even explain how big of an impact that has made.
So naturally I had to combine all of this stuff.
As you may (or may not) know, I plan on writing a fantasy novel (a trilogy even).
Yes, I plan on writing it. I haven’t started yet. Call me a procrastinator all you want. I’m currently just gathering a bunch of ideas, getting inspired, and working on other stuff in the meantime until I get around to starting in a month or so.
That said.
Everything I’m building and writing down as notes so far is related to my interests and whatever I think looks, sounds, feels, tastes, and smells cool, interesting, and outright extremely entertaining to even think about, let alone create or experience.
Which gave rise to the premise of the story:
The main character, this big old beefy dark and gruesome Viking chieftain, warlord known across the seven seas as the conqueror & protector of the North finds himself in a precarious situation where his beloved wife, along with his children, gets brutally massacred—the only way his enemies could inflict any real damage onto him.
This sets him up on his quest to create a world where no one should face any such disasters, never go through any pain again, and live a happy and peaceful leave, where one can properly raise a family respectfully and virtuously—everyone except himself.
The only way he knows how to do this?
By brutally disposing of everyone who does not belong in such a world. And so he goes on his quest.
Then things happen, bla bla bla, all very interesting, but not right now.
Eventually he finds himself in another world—by means which I won’t get into now. A magical place, one he does not recognize. One where creatures 100x larger than the largest animal he’s ever seen freely roam the lands.
But also a land ruled and fought over by multiple kingdoms, of barely-humanoid species so bizarre he has no words for them.
There’s a lot of racism, corruption, discrimination, and especially gore, violence, and destruction.
Not long after he discovers more about the world and comes across a fellow dressed in weird dark looking robes, a true lunatic always talking to himself as if he’s hearing voices, and… is he carrying bones and human remains with him everywhere he goes?
The weird fellow—who later turns out to be a necromancer—does turn out to be useful after all and so the real journey begins.
A revenge-driven murderous viking from another world and an exiled and mentally insane necromancer roam the lands looking to improve the world they live in, while only ever having known the opposite of a good and peaceful life.
And while you might not come across murderous vikings or mentally insane necromancers here, be sure to follow me on LinkedIn where I’m starting my own personal quest to a better world: https://www.linkedin.com/in/alexvandromme/