Valkyrie

Muffled noises everywhere , slight whimpering had overtaken the undertone.
in the midst of delusion, enchanting the holy fables came a voice... "he who fails Athena shall be doomed" !
for the past is gone and future uncertain,
mistakes were made and never corrected, for desire to meet nirvana and seek ultimate bliss is eternal, do not mistake Athena.
blessed are those *voice cloaking*....(silence)
casting the spell in an inconspicuous manner , loomed to the perpetual immortality. No one heard of Athena again. It only remained as a part of the folklore.
the night dwindled with an outbursting thunderstorm , the rage of Anathematic merciless conquers this edifice of volkshalle, and this thunder and the lightening is the manifestation of the holocaust ! *thunder*
he will be damned! he will be damned!
voices murmered, the escalating voices in the corridor, hastened the Nazi’s to break into the level O.
with a thudder squeaked open the Pluto’s gate.
The room portrayed a different story, it was in every sense a gate to hell, for the packing was so close. and the air supply so limited, it was going to be a death race.
distant rattling happened the assembly pushed leewards, with the decolorising faces of every slave, the evanescence of life could be felt. stood there a Conclave , captives bent on their knees, master’s call was to be followed. little did they know, the war was long fought...
we say He (master) is now dead, but he still resides in the subconscience of jews who were abhorently executed. and the city remains of volkshalle justifies his prudence.
he lived a dream to conquer the world. killed a million detestors , dearth of empathy ruled his idiosyncrasies.
he stood there gaping at the misfortune Athena brought onto him, fearless spirit sighed at the (chained) carcasses of slaves, instilled in him a fear of detainment by the Russians .
then he envisioned Athena... the goddess of war "those who fail Athema (the pacts of war) will be doomed "
for the war had come to an end. and the remnants of holocaust stampeded the corpses. The holocaust then, seemed the most regretted offence.
and the fear of enslavery had crept into his veins. the trembling hands were quite evident of , the masters discontentment , the slaughter had brought onto him.
then the most powerful leader of all times got onto his knees, begging for mercy ,but he had failed Athena .
he departed with words "if you win, you need not have to explain, if you lose, you should not be there to explain".
some say it was a gunshot that doomed him, but it wasn’t so placid.
for the invincible ruler lost and lived the life af an outcast hermit, the damnation could not have hit him harder.