Chapter 2

When the group was ready to move, Fenris, Solon, and Findral helped everyone climb onto my back; a not insignificant feat, considering my current size, and I began to move.

Soon, various groups formed from my companions; Findral, Ayla, and Hali headed away from the others to do some light combat practice. The relative newcomers to the group headed off on their own to set up tents and a campsite; after asking Fenris to make sure I didn't mind. Solon and Talia went off to help wherever they could, and Lena Fenris were sitting on top of my head were trying to have a conversation with me. However, my mind was currently preoccupied by something far more interesting.

Survive for 100 years

Magical Hydra

Consume 5 different dragon breeds, at least one of which must be 1,000 years old.

Legendary Dragon

Consume a Mana Storm & 600 Naga

Draconic Naga

Consume a spark of divinity

???

There's always been a 'hidden' evolution to accompany the others. An evolution of much greater difficulty than the rest, so... Where is it?

As if summoned by my words, a new pop-up appeared.

Kill the old 'Serpent King'

Serpent King

Consume a Planet

??????

I sighed aloud and dismissed the pop-up.

"Torga! Have you been listening to me?" Lena yelled into my ear.

"Not really, no.” I admitted without thinking.

"Why do I even bother with you sometimes?" She sighed.

"Because you're a busy-body, who has a soft spot for strays."

She went silent at my words and left without replying. I split my focus between where I was going and thinking about the evolutions. My plan was to keep my attention divided so I wouldn’t accidentally think about the fact that I now had a son— I shook my head and hissed away the thought.

What do I get if I reject these evolutions?

*Ding*

If you pass up the 'Serpent King' evolution, you will get.

*This is a special evolution that cannot be passed up should you unlock it. Once you embark on this path, you will either succeed and become the serpent king or perish in the attempt. *

If you pass up the '?????' evolution, you will get.

*Note, there is not enough information available at this time. *

That's... ominous. And what in the nine hells is up with that one evolution? There’s no way I can eat a planet— A flashback of some of my past meals raced through my mind; A giant deer, an army of Kobolds, a literal mountain, the Titan, the Leviathan, the Kraken... And, more recently, the Dragon. Okay— Maybe I could if I was given enough time. I stopped moving and dropped my head to the ground, then banged my forehead against it several times. Even though I did it gently, my colossal weight caused minor earthquakes to rattle the area with every hit, knocking over a few trees and startling the remaining animals away.

I thought I heard Fenris yell something like: "It's alright everyone. It's just the Fatass being weird. Return to your business." But I wasn’t sure.

"What's the matter Torga?" Lena asked once I’d stopped.

"Just my luck being shitty as usual, is all." I replied, then began moving again.

"Want to talk about it?"

"I'd rather talk about the little prick that decided to ask for Ayla's hand." That made both Lena and Fenris decidedly uncomfortable.

"Well, what do you want to know?" Lena asked after a moment of thought.

"Who is he?"

"He's a prince, actually."

"That doesn't answer my question. I said 'who' is he, not 'what' is he."

"As far as I know, he's a son of the Asgardian royal family."

Asgardian? Why does that name sound familiar? Lena must’ve mistaken my silence for anger, because she quickly assured me that he was Ayla’s age and wasn’t some old man. I shook my head at her words, “Good to hear. I’m curious about the name, though. I know I’ve heard it somewhere before, but I can’t seem to place it.”

“Understandable, the Asgardians are certainly… Memorable.” She allowed. “Thankfully, Thor doesn’t seem to be like the rest of his family.”

"Thor, so that is his name. Is he strong?" If the little shit is going to marry my daughter, adopted or not, he damned well better be able to protect her.

"They say he's an accomplished warrior. Supposedly killed a number of giants, though I can’t attest to the accuracy of the story. "

I stopped moving at her words and twisted my head around until I could see her. "By 'Giant', do you mean the Jötnar?”

She nodded her head. “And though it may not seem like it to you, for a normal person that’s an incredible accomplishment.”

"Are you saying I'm not normal, Lena?" I quietly laughed at her blank expression.

"Do you want an honest answer to that question?" She finally asked.

I thought over her words for a few moments, then turned around and started moving again.

"Probably not." I admitted.

"I didn't think so."