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Chapter XXVIII: Return of the Sigma Bros & the Queen Who Was Built Different πŸ‘‘πŸ’…

Chapter XXVIII: Return of the Sigma Bros & the Queen Who Was Built Different πŸ‘‘πŸ’…

So the Beowulf Boyzβ„’ pulled up to the dripstream πŸ’¦ fully armoured like it was day one on Call of Duty: Medieval Warfare πŸ’€. These kings were flexin' chainmail like it was a runway in Valhalla 😀✨. No cap, they looked too clean for that Ohio marshland πŸ‘€.

🏰 Meanwhile, the coast NPC β€” remember that dude guarding the dock? Bro clocked their vibe from the cliff and was like, β€œYooo they BACK?? W warriors detected‼️” Didn’t even toss an insult. Instead, man straight-up zoomed on his mount like πŸŽπŸ’¨ β€œLet me greet these absolute units.”

He spotted the glam boat posted on the sand β€” fully loaded with loot from Hrothgar’s palace πŸ’°πŸͺ™. That mast? She was standing tall like a sigma on leg day πŸ—Ώ. As a thank-you, they handed the coast-guard homie a gold-blessed glizzy (sword) and dude got PROMOTED on the mead bench πŸ»πŸ“ˆ. Respect 🫑.

Then it was: πŸ›³οΈβž‘οΈπŸ’¨. They dipped from Daneville like β€œPeace out, NPCs!” and hoisted the sails β€” wind caught β€˜em like β€œLet’s GOOOOOOO” πŸŒ€πŸ”₯. The ship was straight VIBING across the sea, foam-neck dripping, wave-gliding like it had turbo mode engaged πŸ’¦πŸ¬.

Soon they saw it β€” that iconic Geatland skyline πŸ“. Their home turf. The β€œyou had to be there” cliffs πŸ§—β€β™‚οΈ. Another NPC (OG port-warden) saw β€˜em and was like β€œThe bois are back??? Say less.” He tied up the sea whip FAST like πŸš€β›“οΈ so Poseidon didn’t catch it slippin'.

They started unloading the royal loot chest like Mr. Beast IRL β€” full of bling and boss-tier goodies βœ¨πŸ’Έ. Next stop? Pull up to King Hygelac’s Crib πŸ°πŸ‘‘.

πŸ‘‘ Enter: Queen Hygd aka Miss Slaymonger. She’s young, but don't get it twisted β€” girl’s got main-character energy, 0% cringe, 100% generosity πŸ’…πŸ’•. She’d be handing out rare items like it’s a Twitch stream giveaway πŸŽπŸ“¦. Total W queen.

But then we get the tea on Thrytho, the ✨problematic✨ ex-queen from back in the day. She was straight-up built like a final boss, but emotionally? She was on X-Games mode πŸ”₯πŸ‘Ώ. Like, if a dude even looked at her during daylight hours? INSTANT πŸ’€. No respawn. No trial. Just β€œyou looked = you cooked.”

Frfr, this queen had death on speed-dial. Swords were swinging, men were folded like laundry πŸ—‘οΈπŸ“‰. Not exactly girlboss behavior. That ain’t how peace-weaving supposed to go πŸ˜¬πŸ’”.

But THEN β€” plot twist β€” Thrytho got married off to Offa, a young warlord with W rizz and maxed-out patience stats 🀝. She got air-dropped to his palace πŸ“¦πŸ›¬ and suddenly started acting right πŸ’β€β™€οΈβœ¨. After that? No more murder-vibes. Just vibes-vibes πŸ’ƒ.

People started saying she was lowkey valid β€” once she chilled out, she became a certified Virtue Queenβ„’. And Offa? Man was legendary. Spear king. Big brain. High charisma. Ruled the homelands like a sigma CEO πŸ§ πŸ’Ό. They even had a giga-son, EomΓ¦r, heir to the absolute throne. Dude came out of the womb ready to 1v1 fate itself πŸΌβš”οΈ.

🧠 Moral of the story: Stay sigma. Don’t simp. And never look a cursed queen in the eye unless you’ve got plot armor and Offa-level rizz.

πŸ’―πŸ”₯πŸ‘‘πŸ›‘οΈTHE END (for now)πŸ›‘οΈπŸ”₯πŸ’―