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This is purely a work of fiction. Not meant to offend or incite, but to entertain and maybe inspire.

LOOK AT HIM GO.

A whole night and the day after it. That's how long we spent going at it. I had to give it to her (hah, see what I did there?) she had a lot of stamina. I know what you're about to ask, did I tear her in half? Nope, but I was definitely close to it. I mean it, I couldn't actually fully let loose, if I did it would've turned into crime scene. Or maybe she has a healing factor that would mend her as good as new? Would it end up traumatizing her? It's possible but I wasn't going to test it ...just yet

How was it? Well asgardian honey is quite delicious. I also found out that I could feel way more sensations with my new body than I'd given it credit for. Every thrust was akin to… I really don't know what to compare it with. I feel like the word heaven is quite overused now. To keep it short and sweet, it was one hell of a ride(hah).

I caressed her silky soft locks of hair, as her soft hands trailed along my chest. It was serene and lovely.

"How I wish we could stay like so for an eternity. But alas, wars have to be fought and duties must be seen through" she whispered, her tone turning tired at the end.

"For a place called Valhalla, it's quite a piece of work," she joked, "But it is what it is. We fight, that others may enjoy peace, we fight to safeguard the lives of those who have not the strength to do what we can. We fight, that life will prosper through all realms. And for that, I am ever prepared to uphold my duties"

"Just survive. This war will end soon enough, live long enough to witness that"

"I never tire of your unique perspective, it is refreshing. I have a feeling that you will go on to achieve great accomplishments, bold One. I've never felt wrong." she looked me in the eye, running her hands down the side of my face. "Do not forget me, for I won't forget you" I could taste the worry in her tone, worried that I might not come back. She mentioned earlier how I earned Odin's interest, and how that was a double sided sword. He'd send me to greater battlefields in hope that I would grow faster. Rasgrid was worried that it would be beyond my capabilities. She doesn't know me, she could not begin to fathom the power I wield, the all consuming rage that threatens to burn the world to ash and cinders. The boundless strength waiting to overwhelm all, the apocalypse that sleeps in my hands. She doesn't know me at all.

"I never will. Rasgrid, I won't die." I said. Earning me a smile from her. Did she understand what I truly meant?

*.*.*.*.*.*.

After four days of fornication, celebration and rest. The thunder spewing war horns blared like the excited roars of a battle starved dragon. This time, I looked forward to getting to the battlefield. "Worn" I uttered. The runic symbol flashed with a bright radiance. Pieces of armor all the way from the other side of the cabin flew over to me. Clothing my figure in its protection. No more was it common brown leather, it was the golden hide of a magical and the holy silver of blessed metal. The arm pieces snapped on along my hand's length. The straps locking Into place as the now sharpened great sword slot into place on a back strap. Th extra reinforced shorts protected by a dark loincloth kilt. I grabbed my helmet out of air and slid it over my head. I learned the runes well. I left my cabin for pre-mission briefing.

*.*.*.*.*.*.*.

I dumped all my ranked runes earned from the battlefield into my stats. The green glowed brighter as it was fed. It consumed the magic. Gamma boiled in my veins, fire roared in my beating heart, my breath turned foggy as though a dragon was prowling at the back of my throat.

I stared down the ethereal rainbow bridge that led to many multicolored portals. The Valkyrie Brunnhilde rallied the troops "Warriors, raise your weapons high. Let the light of Odin, never dim upon your courage! Muster your bravery, point it towards the enemies of the realms and skewer them with your vapor! Let their blood dye the fields! FOR ASGARD"

"FOR ASGARD!" Thunder took a step back to let the voices shake the skies.

"FOR VALHALLA!" The sun shone brighter, it's golden resplendence bearing witness to unbound valorous.

"ODIN!"

"With me brave warriors, to Nidavellir we charge!"

And so we went to the home of the dwarves. Others leaving through other portals with their battle led valkyries.

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One thing you immediately notice is that this is where the real battles begin. The intensity in the air is dozens of times more thicker than those of the other battlefields. The average enemies smell as strong as the metal skin gnoll who rode on the spider, whatever it's name was.

Here, we had the trolls —Massive muscle bound creatures with disgusting stenches wafting from their hairy bodies, their skin tones alternating between a pale green a 's silky yellow. And the beasts of war, aberrations to the natural order, mutated beasts trained for battles. Left and right, intense fights happened all around me. Men and women fighting for their lives and survival. Stocky dwarves shot arrows from behind the defensive line, turning the yellow trolls to bleeding porcupines. A mixture of red and black seeped into the soil. Roars, shouts of victory, yells of despair and gasps of defeat rang loudly through the battlefield.

I stepped up, drawing the beaten piece of metal that was my sword, and waved it with so much might that it created air waves, waves that sang a dreadful tune.

SLICE SHEEENNG

It sang a tune of death. Body parts parted from one another. Torsos from waists, Heads separated from necks, feet from pelvis. Vicious repugnant bile that passed as blood soaked the lands. Death throes rang in my ears. The fear of those around me went up a notch, it was so thick I could taste it. This wasn't a challenge at all-— I aimed for the commanders, they were Goliath sized humanoids made of solid rocks, carrying spiked clubs with which they pounded in the skulls of warriors, whilst riding on six legged monstrous beasts that were their dutiful mounts. I leapt into the air, ignoring the gasps below me. My sword struck down forming deep furrows as it brutally cleaved through my rocky adversaries, they didn't bleed, they broke and shattered to dust. "Puny Trolls"

The opposing army was losing structure. The defensive position we held changed to an offensive.

"WAAAHHH!"

"MIGHTY HULK!"

"ODIN'S WARRIOR"

That's when it came. Out a black portal in the sky, a skyscraper fell with an ear rupturing explosion. It was mind staggering Titan of rock. It was a mountain with feet. Each step it took created Valleys and caused the ground to quake. It's presence alone turned the air into a fluid filled with malevolence, that threatened to drown those who breath it in. It hefted a war axe that literally pierced the skies over its shoulder that scraped the sun. And then it spoke.

"WHERE ARE YOU, GREEN INSECT! SHOW YOURSELF BEFORE, DEGRAK, THE GIANT OF STRENGTH!" it's voice caused sonic booms and cyclones. And then the moons that made up its eyes landed on me. Relative to it size, I was just a mouse standing before a bear.

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" By Odin's beard, this was not supposed to happen. A being of such stature should now be on such a battlefield". Brunnhilde has led many expeditions. This was to be no different from the rest. This was to be one where they would aid the dwarves being driven back by the trolls. It was a surprise move by the trolls to invade nidavellir at such a time, but one not unexpected. This was war after all, strategies constantly changed. But for such a significant military force as the rock giant DeGrak to be here, would mean that the enemy forces were willing to risk a dangerous power vacuum in the higher battlefields for something or someone.

The battlefield was silent. This was too much of a shock for anyone to properly respond.

"All father, we need reinforcements. This is something we cannot possibly handle" she spoke to her god.

"T'is a crucial time for us here my daughter, we are but on the cusp of a major victory. Soon reinforcements will reach you, for now they are most needed here."

"Be steadfast my Lord." she prayed. Brunnhilde understood that this was an opportunity to claim victory on the higher battlefields due to the absence of the rock giant.

Brunnhilde knew the difference between confidence and arrogance. She was confident in her skills but not arrogant enough to believe she could defeat a being such as DeGrak who could hold his own against the gods, with those skills. Sure, she might be able to distract it at the cost of her life, a price she would gladly pay to see to it that the others survive. But she had to make sure they knew where to get first. So as her mind ran through various retreat scenarios, trying to choose the best course of action.

And then she heard an earth shattering roar that caused her heart to nearly leap out her chest. Like thunder trying to whisper in her ear with the subtlety of a hammer struck angrily against a cymbal.

"I AM STRONGEST THERE IS!"

She saw anger personified. Rage walking amongst men. She could taste the wrath that soaked the air. Something that drove commonsense into the soil and laughed in mockery of the natural laws. It leapt so far it was no different from flying. The green being, ran on clouds, racing towards the giant.

Bonjorou elegante mon amigos! That's Spanish for hello my elegant friends (I'm so talented) kek

So, WHOOHOO! Hulk chapter's out! I'll be focusing more on the iceman story from now on. I brought the ego/nova arc of 'thanos crusade' to a nice end. We'll be getting into a shocking new arc when I get to writing that one. Trust me, things will change. As this story is also changing, you can probably tell that it's left the Valhalla saga storyline already, I just used that as takeoff wheels. We'll be getting into thick Norse/greek myth here on out and a variety of comic book elements.

I just finished reading HOUSE OF X #1 by Jonathan Hickman, it was EPIC. Oh man it was dawn epic. And finally my boy iceman has been officially recognized as an omega level mutant. Check out my pat re on, I posted a reference image there. It's totally free. And before I forget, I'll also be posting one shots on it which are also free. One of those shots might become a story. Right now I'm even writing a DC one ( curse you vladimpaler, you did this )

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