Sired from chaos and magic. Born to a prophecy meant to end Odin. A dark monster torn apart at the dawn of gods.
But monsters do not die.
Not truly.
Fenrir’s fragments drifted through space and time until they found blood and bone.
Hidden in darkness.
Growing in silence.
Waiting.
No one knew Fenrir lived again.
No one knew his strongest shard slept in a human womb.
No one knew the end of gods now wore a human face.
But one woman sensed the danger.
She unlocked what should have remained buried.
She awakened the final shard of Fenrir.
The monster is awake.
Because he is a god killer born with only one purpose.
He fights the ancient hunger of blood and death. It pulses inside him… until he tastes his Queen.
A dark reimagining—proceed with caution. ⚠️
But monsters do not die.
Not truly.
Fenrir’s fragments drifted through space and time until they found blood and bone.
Hidden in darkness.
Growing in silence.
Waiting.
No one knew Fenrir lived again.
No one knew his strongest shard slept in a human womb.
No one knew the end of gods now wore a human face.
But one woman sensed the danger.
She unlocked what should have remained buried.
She awakened the final shard of Fenrir.
The monster is awake.
Because he is a god killer born with only one purpose.
He fights the ancient hunger of blood and death. It pulses inside him… until he tastes his Queen.
A dark reimagining—proceed with caution. ⚠️