In a remote corner of the True Universe, a desolate planet revolved slowly around a dying star. The planet was located in the 1st Heaven - more accurately - at the end of one of the branches of Yggdrasil - the World Tree which connected the worlds of the 1st Heaven.*Crunch*A hooded man walked slowly across the deserted surface of the planet. The planet hadn't seen the light of day in a long time because it's lone star was dying out, producing dying embers that could illuminate it slightly and not do any more than that. However, that was sufficient for the man who walked his way through the planet. His steps were so light that it took the keenest of ears to hear his footsteps, and his clothes remained untouched by the swirling dust of the ancient planet. A thin armor of Edict surrounded the hooded man, preventing anything - from dust to the battering winds of this cold planet - from getting to him. The majestic aura that he consciously let out announced his presence as a god!"It lo
Reinlief led Atlas to a room that was hidden from the noise of the underground cave. This room was something like a relief center, albeit a fairly simple one. It had a bed at one corner, and a table with two chairs at its center. There were no windows, but the place was as cold as a frozen lake; however, neither Reinlief nor Atlas seemed bothered by the extreme temperature. This was Reinlief's room.The two sat facing each other, with several jugs of mead before them. They drunk like camels, and didn't seem to have a limit to their alcohol capacity, for they just kept on going."Why didn't you let us know that you were coming?" Reinlief chugged a full jug of mead before ruthlessly slamming the empty container onto the table, an action that ellicited a small tremor in the earth. However, the table which received the brunt of Reinlief's force was unharmed; neither was the jug."Well, it isn't exactly easy to reach you these days," Atlas chuckled as he gulped down mead from the huge mug
"Unbelievable," Reinlief muttered for the nth time as he slumped to the ground, spilling mead all over the floor."You have said that a thousand times already," Atlas grumbled while staring at the spilling mead with an expression of pain on his face.Nidavellir was isolated from most of the True Universe, meaning that something like mead was almost impossible to get here. The dwarves here were master craftsmen, but they had no idea how to make mead. That was left to Asgard. The capital of the 1st Heaven frequently brought over barrels of the priceless commodity to Nidavellir, but the dwarves were drunkards and the barrels that could easily sate the thirst of an entire city for a few years could only contain the gluttony of the dwarves for a few months. So, mead was a very precious commodity here. The dwarves seldom shared their mead, and it was only special guests like Atlas who had the privilege of drinking Nidavellir's mead. Not to mention, the war of Asgard had closed Asgard off f
Nidavellir was a planet that boasted of having all its cities underground; and Atlas was learning how far the underground network of this dwarven planet stretched. He was one who always confined himself to Reinlief's room whenever he came here, and seldom explored the planet; so this was a very fresh experience for him. The titan had his hood over his head once again as he and Reinlief made their way into the deeper sections of the underground cave. The tunnels were small, much like the one Atlas had used in getting to Reinlief, and both had to crawl through it. They sought Hephaestus's home, and they had been walking for over thirty minutes to complete their quest."We are almost there. Once we leave this tunnel, we'd be at Lord Hephaestus's workshop." Reinlief whispered to Atlas, and the titan nodded his head in relief."I was beginning to think that we would never get there," Atlas joked, and Reinlief grunted in response."This is it," Reinlief stated as the two took a turn and app
As Atlas spent his time in Nidavellir, seeking to impress his king, the war for Zandor raged on. It may have been peaceful inside the planet - for the enemies who had approached it had all been vanquished- but there were many other warriors who sought to gobble up Zandor for themselves, eagerly fighting outside. It was unfortunate however, that Zandor wasn't easy to breach; and a group of gods and goddesses were having to learn that the hard way."Is this the thirtieth time already?" a large man who easily towered over most others with a height beyond 2 meters, frowned. Next to him was another of a similar size, and this man too had a scowl on his face."Thirty first actually," a woman who was as slender as a bamboo shoot with a face as pale as a sheet of paper smiled blandly and offered a correction. Although she looked like a person who was deathly ill, her face was so beautiful that even the most skilled of artisans would be tripping over themselves to create a masterful attire for
The rogue god continued with his killing. He explored the entirety of the maze, killing those who were lost and those who weren't alike. He was merciless, but none could blame him for his ruthlessness.Outside the maze, a neatly dressed handsome middle-aged man was holding a small orb. This man wore the classical attire of any butler - a white shirt paired with a pair of black trousers, and a black vest. His eyes shone with a golden colour as he stared at the orb he held in his hand. His eyes were ancient and seemed to contain the mysteries of the world. With them, he could see anything; and he did see everything."To think I would meet him here as well," Butler Fin's brightly shinning eyes slowly dimmed and returned to normal. He slowly put the orb he held away, almost as if there was no need to look at what was happening in the maze he had created. And indeed, there wasn't; for the one who Butler Fin had seen through those eyes of his was bound to be the one to escape his maze this
"Now, there nothing left to do but wait for the next stage," Heavenly Demon Kim Min laughed as he watched the spectacle around him. Several dead bodies were strewn carelessly about, with the most recent victim lying breathlessly at the feet of the Heavenly Demon. Heavenly Demon didn't mind the stench of the bodies that were already rotting from the curses that filled his techniques. He sat down comfortably and gazed into the abyss he had created with a look of longing plastered on his face."I cannot wait to face you again old friend Heimdall" he smiled happily, before smacking his lips as though he suddenly recalled something."Ah no," Heavenly Demon Kim Min shook his head and added, "I guess you call yourself Fin now"**********"It has ended," Butler Fin lifted the orb and gazed into the white mist that could obscure the vision of every single god out there. Not even Odin - nor Mimir with all his wisdom - could peer into the secrets of this orb. It didn't matter however, for the o
In one of the many orbs that decided the fates of trapped gods, a middle aged man with a dignified air around him, slowly walked forward. He wore a traditional red robe with several engravings of an eastern dragon. His head was without a strand of hair, as though such a thing was a luxury that tainted the soul. He had nothing on his person but a staff and a set of bangles that decorated his wrists. He walked barefoot, but his feet were not stained by dust. This man was Master Subhuti."To think that Heimdall would prepare such a thing to receive me," Master Subhuti smiled faintly with his eyes slightly closed. He walked through the field of blood and gore without an ounce of discomfort. He didn't seem saddened by the countless lives that had been lost, neither was he worried about the many that would join the dead in drinking from Grandma Meng's Meng Po Soup on the Bridge of Forgetfulness. He had reached a state of absolute serenity; this wasn't enough to disturb his iron heart. Litt