After the death of Max, Union and citizens were outraged that Y/N wasn't imprisoned. Many protested and demanded that the arena hold him accountable, but they always say the same thing:

Board member: He knew the risk and still joined the fight. Neither we nor Mr. Agnar cannot and will not be held responsible for Max's death.

Many have been actively looking for Y/N to bring him to justice themselves, but he's nowhere to be found. Where is Y/N you ask? Well he's within his room in the Kingdom Invar, home of the Aesir and Vanir. Within his room, he's looking at the Leviathan Axe with a slightly sad face.

Y/N: I wish he was here to see this. Then again, he told me I'll have to fight him to get this Axe, but the honor is what made this worth it.

Someone knocks on Y/N's door, making him look up.

Y/N: Enter.

Through the door comes Sigrún, one of Frida's Valkyries as well as their leader.

Y/N: Sigrún, what business do you have with me?

Sigrún: Queen Frida has requested your presence.

Y/N nods and follows Sigrún. Both warrior and Valkyrie walk through the hallways and find their Queen in one of the guest bedrooms. On the bed is a female Dark Elf with blonde hair and several injuries unconscious. Frida is using herbs and a bit of Seiðr to heal the girl. Her Seiðr isn't as good as her ally or a Vanir, but it's still enough to at least heal some of her wounds with a bit of healing herbs.

Frida: Y/N I'm glad you're here. Do you have any spare Healthstones? Whatever has injured her has inflicted a curse outside of my expertise.

Y/N: Yes.

Y/N uses his Bitter Squirrel summon to retrieve the Healthstone. After that, he puts the stone on the girl's chest and traces it with his knife before stabbing it violently. This makes the stone heal her and disappear as it's a one use only type of item. The girl jumps up and takes a massive breath of air. She looks around before seeing Y/N towering over her and goes to grab her knives, only to find that she's unarmed. 

Girl: Say back you foul Orc!

Y/N: Do I look like an Orc to you? And even if I was, why would I heal you?

The girl takes a moment to think. The more she analyzes her surroundings, the more she calms down. Frida then gently pushes Y/N out of the way and stands in front of the girl. The girl however has to look up at her as Frida stands at 6'7.

Frida: I am Frida, Queen of Invar and Voice of the Aesir. This is Sigrún, Leader of my Valkyries and Y/N, my personal guard.

The girl's eyes widen before she bows on one knee.

Girl: My apologies, your highness! I am Chloe, personal guard of Queen Olga.

Y/N: Why are you here, elf?

Frida lightly elbows Y/N, making him roll his eyes.

Chloe: Olga Discordia, Queen of the Dark Elves, used a special spell created by a visitor that was a Nord. The spell allowed her to seal all of the Dark Elves within the kingdom in crystals to protect them and was to be used only in the most direst of situations.

Y/N: But why were you injured as well as found unconscious within the castle? Aren't you a Dark Elf?

Chloe: I risked my life to find someone to help my Queen. Luckily she granted me an item that would take me to what I desired.

Y/N: It seems you wanted the aid of my Queen and the item brought you here.

Frida: Why did you seek aid?

Chloe: You're aware of the war between the Seven Shield Alliance and the Dark Elves, correct?

Y/N: Who isn't?

Chloe: Well, the monsters my Queen was using to protect the Dark Elves betrayed her and are still trying to break the spell. That's why I came looking for you.

Chloe prostrated herself.

Chloe: I ask-no, I BEG of you to help her. I'm willing to give you anything for you to do so!

Before Frida can speak, Y/N says something that shocks his Queen and Battle-sister.

Y/N: I'll help. That Elf Celestine hired the Black Dogs to take Olga and I want to rip them to shreds for disrespecting the Blades of Chaos.

Sigrún: THEY DID WHAT!?!

Sigrún, before she became a Valkyrie, came from a family who basically worshiped the Blades of Chaos. However her devotion to the flame falls short of her sister, Gondul the Burning. Frida looks at Y/N with a serious look.

Frida: How can you be so sure?

Y/N: One of the Tomb guards managed to survive the assault on the Catacombs of Hellfire. He described the leader of the Black Dogs in perfect detail and even a "hero" in their ranks. Vault has been using the blades for his own disgusting desires and I can bet you that he plans on using them to rape Olga. As for why Union hasn't said anything, my guess is he's been killing and threatening witnesses to keep his reputation clean.

Everyone's eyes widen at Y/N's deduction. Sure he's a battle hungry warrior, but for him to think this deeply is outstanding. Even Frida, the person who gave Y/N his high ranking position, rarely sees his strategic side. Y/N brings Chloe to her feet and she looks at him with hope and a small amount of fear.

Y/N: I have a plan to save Olga, get the blades, and ensure the survival of the Dark Elves, but it'll require your cooperation, a small force of Nords, and the Valkyries.

Frida: How many men will you need Y/N?

Y/N: 1,000 will do. Sigrún, how fast can you assemble the Valkyries?

Sigrún: They'll be at your command within an hour, Fate Breaker.

Y/N: Good, time to play the Trojan Horse.

Timeskip
3 days later
Vault and his army consisting of human mercenaries and sex crazed monsters can be seen marching towards the Northern region of Estosia where the Dark Elves live. 

Vult: Men, tonight we take what's rightfully ours!

The Black Dog army cheers and continues their march. Eventually, they make it to Olga's kingdom, only to see a cloaked figure standing in their way. He's a fairly good distance away, but they can't make out any features other than his not so intimidating height and hunched posture. A gray beard can also be seen sticking from under the hood.

Vult: Out of the-

Figure: Turn back and return the blades.

Vult laughs and pulls out two short blades. 

Vult: Hell no! Those damn Nords know how to make weapons fit for a Warrior king like myself. Who's gonna take them from me, you grandpa?!

The army laughs as the man shakes his head.

Man: Don't say I didn't give you a chance.

The man turns into a murder of crows and flies off. Vult and his men charge at the gates and knock them down courtesy of the Ogres. They're however met with a surprise.

Kin: This place is empty, I don't sense an ounce of magic.

Shamuhaza: Look closer you fool, there's two strong presences in the Queen's castle.

Grave: Well let us proceed.

Hicks: Yeah, I just wanna fuck and rest after this whole thing.

The army marches to the castle and finds Olga sitting on her throne. The most odd thing however is the white and gold bird on her shoulder. With an arrogant smirk, Vult walks to the steps of her throne and points one of his blades at her.

Vult: Queen of the Dark Elves, I am Vult, commander of the Black Dogs and new ruler of this land.

Olga: Oh, is that so?

Grave: Correct you pointy eared fiend. Surrender and your punishment will be swift.

Instead of glaring at them, Olga simply walks from her throne and does a presenting motion to Vult.

Olga: Go ahead, take it.

This confuses the Black Dogs greatly. Olga, Queen of the Dark Elves, was giving up her throne without a fight. For 700 years, she fought to keep her throne and position of power. Many great warriors have died by her magic trying to secure victory for the Seven Shield Alliance. Now, she gives it up and even presents it to the enemy.

Olga: It isn't something I need anyways. I wanted the safety of my people and that's what I received, though there was a price I had to pay.

Hicks: And what the hell is that?

Olga: I must return the Blades of Chaos to the Nord kingdom of Invar. If you would be so kind-

Vult: Fat chance you elf bitch! Only a Warrior-king like me is worthy to wield these blades, and I don't plan on letting them out of my grasp any time soon. So get on your knees and act like a good cumslut!

Olga sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose.

Olga: I see this isn't going anywhere, you can kill them Y/N.

The raven flies off of Olga's shoulder and turns into a man who towers over every Human, at the height of an Orc, and falls short of the Ogres. The male removes his cloak and hands it to Olga, who gladly holds it for him.

Y/N: Idiots fell right into my trap.

Y/N takes out a horn........ 

........and blows into it. 

https://youtu.be/dW2GF6145vs

What happens next shocks everyone, even Olga.

Flashback
Y/N can be seen with two of his closest friends and honorary brothers: Brok and Sidri, two of the most famous Duergar within the kingdom of Invar.

Y/N: What is this?

Sindri: It's a Bifrost Horn.

Brok: Give it a toot and men pour out of portals like fresh Mead.

Y/N: I'm assuming this is a one use only item?

Brok: Nah, just bring it back every time ya use it and dip it in a pool of Bifrost.

Y/N nods and walks away. Despite their protests, he made sure to pay the brothers properly before leaving.

Flashback end
One thousand men flood through various portals and start slaughtering any Black Dogs they find. From Aesir cutting them apart to Vanir squashing them with vines, none of the Black Dogs are spared. Y/N uses his Bifrost lamp to make a portal for Olga, who thanks him and calmly walks through to Invar. Vult grits his teeth at Y/N before charging at him.

Vult: You bastard!

Vult throws one of the blades at Y/N, who simply catches it by the handle. Vult repeats this process with the second blade, but Y/N catches that one. Enraged, Vult uses all the strength he can muster to pull the chains, but Y/N's naturally stronger due to being a Nord and pulls the blades as well. Vult yells in pain as he feels the cursed chains pulling off his flesh due to Y/N pulling. Seeing their commander struggling, Kin and Shamuhaza use their fire magic to weaken Y/N while Vult's men assist him, but Y/N uses his Rage of Valhalla to increase his strength. With one mighty tug, Y/N rips the chains off of Vult's arms and the soldiers go flying due to the sheer force of the pull. Due to having no owner and Y/N holding them, the blades wrap their chains around Y/N's arms and he simply looks at them.

Y/N: I think I felt a tickle.

The blades and chains heat up to the point where they turn orange as the blades start changing shape while the chains merge themselves with Y/N's arms. Eventually, the blades cool down and Y/N admires their new look.  

Y/N: Impressive.

Several Orcs try to get their commander's blades back, but Y/N sweeps in a wide arc and slices them in half. An Ogre slams his club on the ground, sending Y/N into the air. Y/N throws both blades at the club and whips both chains to the left, sending the club to the left and slamming into several Black Dogs. Y/N calls his blades back and throws one into the Ogre's skull, ripping it out.

Y/N: Skulls for the Skull throne!

Vult: Give those back you bastard! You aren't worthy of their power!

Y/N rolls his eyes and throws the blades at Vult. Vult however dodges both blades and they get lodged into the wall. Vult laughs at Y/N, who looks unmoved.

Vult: Ha, you missed!

Y/N: I wasn't aiming for you, I was aiming for these!

Y/N violently whips the chains and sends a burst of fire into the pillars, causing them to explode. Since these were load bearing pillars, the castle begins to rattle and shake with debris falling down. Smirking at Vult's seething look, Y/N blows his horn again, signaling the soldiers to call their Bifrost gates and leave.

Y/N: I'd recommend you leave, or don't. I don't care either way since you'll die the next time you fight me. Also Vult, this was by far the saddest way I obtained a weapon, and all of my weapons have a story. 

Y/N leaves through his own Bifrost gate, leaving the Black Dogs to fend for themselves.

Timeskip
Y/N arrives through the Bifrost gate and is met with confetti.

Frida: Congratulations!

Sigrún: You truly have become a Fate Breaker! It was said that the person who tries to wield all three artifact weapons will die, but you proved fate wrong!

Y/N: I'm happy, but obtaining the Blades of Chaos didn't feel like an accomplishment.

Olga: My apologies for that one. I'd heard stories of Vult, but didn't know that he wouldn't pose a threat to you.

Y/N: It's alright, you had as much information about that buffoon as I did. The blades make his pathetic fight worth it, but I don't know if I'm prepared for Union to bitch about it, they even have an excuse to attack us.

Chloe: They do?

Y/N: Union was an ally of the Seven Shield Alliance to take you out of power. It was lucky Chloe came to us when she did, otherwise you'd be a slave to Union.

Olga: I don't care about a position of power, I just wanted the safety of my people. You have my utmost gratitude, Queen Frida.

???: I see you both have been busy in my absence.

Y/N and Frida turn around and their eyes widen in joy. Standing in the doorway is a large man that stands nearly a head above Frida.

Y/N: My King, you've returned!

Frida: Cabath!

Olga: I didn't realize you were married, my Queen.

Frida: Oh no, Cabath is the voice for the Vanir while I'm the voice for the Aesir. We rule together as heads of the kingdom, but also represent our people like a council. While I'm incredibly strong physically, Cabath's skills in the art of Seiðr are unmatched. The only one who comes close is the Witch of the Woods, an Asguardian who joined the Vanir.

Y/N: Let us prepare a feast for your return, my king!

Cabath: Let the wine flow like blood!

Both men happily rush to spread the news, making Sigrún and Frida giggle.

Sigrún: They may be high ranking officials within our kingdom, but they act like children at times.

Frida: It's refreshing at times, especially with the stress of the Dark elves living here. Most of the inhabitants are going to be skeptical about fake Dark elves living with Nords.

Olga: Fake?

Frida: Oh my apologies, not many people know how deep the Nord race goes. Well, you and Celestine are what Nords refer to as "Fake Elves". The real Dark and Light Elves are actually called Döjkalfar and Ljósálfar. Light Elves do behave similarly to Ljósálfar, but they can't access the Light of Alfheim. You Dark Elves however act nothing like Döjkalfar as they prefer martial prowess mixed with magic rather than relying on pure magic.

Sigrún: Nord history is incredibly interesting, especially the Fall of the Rinvar (Rin-vee-are).

Timeskip
Every citizen of Invar was elated to hear about the return of Cabath and the return of the Blades of Chaos. Because of how joyous the occasion is, it didn't take long for materials to be gathered for a grand celebratory party. Right now, Cabath, Frida, Sigrún, and Y/N are all enjoying a bountiful feast at a table in the middle of all of the citizens, who are also feasting.

Cabath: How I've missed the rich taste of warm Blood wine.

Y/N: Nothing beats a glass of Mead with seasoned meat.

Both men clink their glass and mug before gulping down their respective alcohols. Sigrún and Frida giggle at the eccentric males. It's rare that Y/N and Cabbath get together, so they make the most of their time when Cabbath isn't away on business. Olga nervously giggles while enjoying the food from the feast.

Olga: How high is their tolerance to alcohol?

Y/N: The fuck's an alcohol tolerance, this is basically water for us!

Cabbath: Preach to the spirits brother!

As the men drink happily, a distressed voice makes its way through the crowd. The voice is enough to make Cabbath put down his drink in confusion.

Cabbath: Ròta, what's gotten you in such distress?

The voice belonged to one of the Valkyries, Ròta the Grappler. Out of all the Valkyries, is the most predictable Valkyrie, fighting her requires several well timed dodges. She's also the strongest physically as she uses grappling to deal large amounts of damage. 

Ròta: There are people from Union Academy saying they request an audience with Queen Frida. Though their tones make it seem more like a demand.

Cabbath groans while Frida rubs her temples. Even after Y/N was declared innocent, Union still finds ways to bother her with trivial things. Because of that, she's been plagued with migraines from all of the paperwork, court summons, and protests to bring Y/N to justice. The Valkyries and Y/N have been doing their best to ease her tension, but this meeting request is going to ruin everything they've tried to help her with.

Frida: I swear, those imbeciles never know when to quit....

Ròta: One of them, a Devil with red hair, said it was about the random attacks that have been happening to every Faction.

Frida: What attacks? I haven't heard about any of this.

Y/N: I've been dealing with them in secret to save you the stress. Supporters of Union have already caused you enough of a headache, so I didn't want you to be overwhelmed with this too.

Frida's features soften at this. Cabbath sighs heavily and stands up.

Cabbath: Well, we should go ahead and get this over with and fast. If all goes well, we'll have the worst allies in Invar history. 

Y/N: Remember brother Cabbath, all allies can be useful no matter how incompetent or weak they are.

With that, Sigrún, Ròta, Frida, Cabbath, Y/N, Olga, and Chloe leave their unfinished meals to meet with Union...

Y.N: By the way Ròta, where are they? I didn't sense any of the Barrier Runes go off nor did the scout Ravens come to me.

Ròta: Well......