I'm ordinary and unremarkable everywhere, except on the battlefield

Irving Stone paired it with agony in a biographical novel about Michelangelo. It is a drug you might find at a rave. What a devoted fan feels when their team wins the championship.

I'm said to have died, but show me a woman near a door and see if I let her touch that damn door

Look out your window to solve this riddle. A little further, almost there, oh noooooooo.

In the modern world, I'm collected to give insights, but I wasn't always this. If you go back some years, I allude to a sweet treat, I even had my own jars! I come in all sorts of shapes and sizes; bars and discs and cakes, oh my! Go back even further when I was nowhere as sweet, where I was a steadfast traveling good to keep the hunger at bay.