/Previously/
Ragnarok has begun, with the match about to begin, no one knows how the results is going to turn out, who will win between man or god?
/Start of the Chapter a.k.a. Backstory/

Before being know as the Unawarded Hero of Thieves, before Robin Hood was even known, there was a boy named Robin Locksley. He was the son of a rich man from a noble family, he was carefree, cheerful and easy going, until everything changed...

The Crusades had began to initiate during that time and Robin was forced to participate as a holy knight to serve for the country under King Richard I, throughout that time, he became an experienced fighter.
After returning back to his homeland from an expedition, Robin eventually learned that his family's property is being taken by the wretched hands of the Sheriff of Nottingham, as he saw his father die before the very hands of the sheriff, from afar, the only thing in his mind that he was feeling right now- was hatred.
"Damn him! Damn him! Damn him!" Robin Hood exclaimed, punching the ground, breathing intensely.
"Ungh!" He grunted, punching the ground once more, before stopping, as he began to breathe properly.
"One day...one day, I'll show that damned bastardly sheriff what vengeance feels like!" Robin exclaimed, his eyes fueled with hatred and vengeance.
Now, with nothing left to his name, he became homeless, an unknown person like the rest that lived in Nottingham.

After a little travelling to the forest, he encountered the hideout of a secret rebel group known as the Merry Men.
Robin wanted to join them but they declined his offer, saying that they have enough members to their group.
But Robin didn't want to take no for an answer, he wanted to join them for his own personal goal.
"I won't give up, I have a proposition, if I manage to defeat all of you, you will make me join your group!" Robin exclaimed.
The group simply laughed at him but they weren't against with his idea, with them eventually agreeing to Robin's proposition.

And so, for the next couple of days, Robin went in a consecutive battle with the Merry Men, day by day, he slowly managed to defeat each of them, with some of the members impressed with his ability.
Then, the final day reached.
"You know, you have proven yourself very well, I guess you are worthy to join our ranks after all..." Little John chuckled.
"We might as well call you our leader then!" Alan-a-Dale continued .
Every other member agreed and requested Robin to become their leader, much to Robin's surprise.
"This is quite awesome, fine...I'll be your leader!" Robin exclaimed.
From here and now, the group began to commit acts of vigilantism, as they began to plunder the treasures of the rich and give them away to the poor.
The people of Nottingham began to dub him as Robin Hood, with others calling him a force of evil while others calling him a man of good.
Eventually news began to spread notice as the Sheriff of Nottingham began to lead a group of hunters to kill Robin Hood, eventually finding their secret hideout.

"Come out now Robin Hood, you still have a choice to surrender nice and easy, I'll make it easy for you!" The Sheriff exclaimed.
"If I had a gold coin for every single time I'd buy one of your blasphemous lies, I'd rather die than submit to the likes of you!" Robin replied.
"So be it!" The Sheriff drew out his sword, pointing it at him.
What followed next was an epic battle between two opposing factions, ultimately Robin Hood managed to triumph and kill the Sheriff, becoming a hero for the people who live in the slums of Nottingham.

After further adventures, he eventually settled down and with the blessing of King Richard I, he was wed to his beloved sweetheart, Maid Marian, the woman he deeply cherished in his life.
"I always found your heroic acts of stealing from the rich and giving the poor admirable, but I have a question for you..." Marian said as she brushed Robin's hair.
"Do you think was it worth it?" Marian said, holding him close.
"For me, I think it was worth it, I had fun and my main goal was to avenge my father and kill the Sheriff, now...everything seems right..." Robin sighed and relaxed on her lap, eventually fell to sleep.
But tragedy struck in a fateful day, as Robin Hood went for one last act of vigilantism, he eventually succumbed to an unknown illness, stopping nearby a tree, wincing in pain and groaned, as he muttered his final words.
"Damn, so this is how things had to end...forgive me Marian...but it looks like I'll be going ahead before you..." Robin said weakly, as he fell down on the ground.
Nobody was able to find his body but his legend continued to spread to this day.

Note: This is based on my personal take on a character so whether you like it or not, that's fine with me, anyways I hope you like this story, that's all, peace out my dear readers Shadow out ✌️😉.