The gray angel sighs and explains that you are an Angel of Battle.
With the Scandinavian gods, those like you would end up in Valhalla. Fearless warriors, unafraid of death. You died in battle and have no regrets about it. And therefore, you will have to continue fighting. Angels of Battle still roam the battlefields, helping those who still have something to accomplish, and taking away those who have fulfilled their purpose. The Angel of Death is the closest to you; you are almost colleagues.