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'You said what now?'
"Thor is coming over."
'A king magus is coming over and you're telling me like this?!'
"Don't worry, I will face him with you."
'He is a king magus, he will wipe the floor with both of us!'
"He actually isn't. Truly speaking he can at most be considered a quasi king magus."
'And why is that?'
"Thor is essentially a muscle head, making it impossible for him to become a king magus anytime soon. Since I needed his trust, I decided to make a bet with some dwarves. The specifics are rather unpleasant and nearly cost me my head but ultimately Mjolnir was made. Naturally, I had made sure some problems occurred but with the lightning attraction abilities of his hammer and Odin's methods we managed to seal a lightning origin. Thus, Thor is only a king magus as long as he holds Mjolnir. Without it, he can at most wield five percent of a king magus' power."
'Five percent? I guess we can manage that. The problem though is that he has the hammer!'
"Thor has a habit of resting a day before he challenges a powerful opponent. When he sleeps I just have to steal his hammer, simple as that."
'Well, then go get that hammer.'
Finally, he left. This guy was a serious pain to deal with. I felt like I never knew what he was thinking.
Once night had fallen, Loki returned.
'I take it you have been successful?'
"It went better than I had expected. He still believes I am his ally and even ate the poisonous food I gave him. Such a gullible fool!"
'Do you not feel bad for doing this to him?'
"He may be a gullible fool but don't think he isn't a cold-blooded killer. He would kill someone on an impulse or less. To him, humans are akin to ants. If he's in a good mood he ignores them, if he's in a bad mood he will annihilate every single one he crosses."
'Awfully protective of the humans, are we now?'
"It's not like I'm hiding it. A long while back, when I was still known as Lodurr, Odin, Hoenir, and I came across two trees, lying by the sh.o.r.e. They were dying and looked so pitiful to us, that we, in out youthful enthusiasm, decided to save them. However, we had yet to master our powers and therefore we did too much. Hoenir awakened their consciousness, Odin connected them to the fate of this world and me, I gave them warmth and new life."
'You made all humans?'
"Saying we made them is an overstatement. Hoenir merely awakened their consciousness, he didn't create it, it was already there. Odin connected them to fate, that made it possible for them to become a real species. I just rekindled the seed of life already within them, making it a little brighter than it was before. The amount of coincidence for all of us to have a power that could help in just the right placed."
'Still, you took part in the act of creation. No wonder you feel protective of the humans. But shouldn't Odin feel so too?'
"Odin's power is to read the fate of the world, changing it is not something he should have done. Up to this day, the curse of changing fate follows him and he just wants to get rid of any reminder."
Just then a lightning storm appeared out of nowhere. The dark clouds had just manifested out of thin air, covering the sky wherever one would look. To the south, the epicenter of the storm was fast approaching, wreathed in descending lightning dragons, and announced by roaring thunderclaps.
It would seem, Thor, was about to arrive. As the epicenter came closer and closer, I finally caught a glimpse of this legendary king magus.
Long blond hair, a ripped body, chest bared, and an aura of a warrior baptized by many b.l.o.o.d.y battles. The air of a true veteran warrior lingered around him.
Only that he seemed somewhat awkward, opening and closing his right hand repeatedly as if trying to grip the air between his fingers.