Written for the "battle" challenge on the 100_roadtrips LJ drabble community. Betaed by Eliza and Rune.

Heaven is the guardian of changelessness and he is the enforcer of change. Battle is the only form he has been thus far allowed. Each time he awakens, it is to the smell of sweat and blood and fear, the sound of weapons clashing, the sight of enemies arrayed against him. He is chaos, the death even gods fear.

This is not his entirety; only his most primal nature. And so he suffers the power of changelessness to contain him while the gods at his side are trapped in change.

But not without a fight, lest they forget his nature.

~END~