3RD PERSON POV

Y/N: So this is Helheim....

Bernadette: *reading* One of the 9 realms in Norse Mythology...the realm of the dead is said to be the location of those who die a dishonorable death and are forced to walk endlessly through the icy lands where fire can't burn.

She closes her book, a black eyepatch worn across her right eye from where it was sliced open and removed during the battle of TRIK.

Bernadette: Cirvik forces aren't too far from this location.

Fenrir: I'll go surprise them from behind....but I'll wait for your signal.

Fenrir runs forward, transforming into a 6 foot tall wolf as Rover stood with the two.

Y/N: Bernie....

He gestures to the left, the archangel nodding her head as she unfolds 2 of her healed wings and flies low to the ground while Y/N runs forward.

Later

Commander: HEY! ELECTROCUTE THE BEAST AGAIN! AND MORE CHAINS!

Garm: *BARK*

Garm yelps in pain, thrashing around as the mechs struggled to reel him in with magic infused chains. A dozen more arrive though, helping the 15 struggling while Garm was electrocuted with a higher and higher voltage every second. The 3 thousand strong army stretching past the area all stood to watch the scene as they all laugh.

???: Man...if we weaponize this beast Cirvik will surely win!

???2: Yup!

Heimdall: 'Cirvik.......an entire mortal nation that can contend with gods?' Hmmm.....

He definitely detested these mortals right now, and knew if he played his cards right he could take them on but there's the issue of fighting Garm who was freed by the half breed who was an idiot.

Heimdall: 'How should I approach this? Maybe-'

SSSSCCCCRRRREEEECCCCCHHHH

Out of nowhere, Rover crashes onto the ground, 50 feet in height and killing 50 people beneath his feet as he charges a massive plasma blast from his mouth.

???: SHIT! THE RESISTANCE ARRIVED!

Commander: RETREAT! I SAID RETREAT! I-

Rover fires a massive plasma shot, blasting a large gash into the landscape of Helheim and killing 1250 men with one blast.

Y/N: NOW IT'S MY TURN!

*BOOM*

He slams his sword straight into the ground, the shockwave obliterating the landscape and splitting it apart as another 1500 soldiers either died to the shockwave or fell to their deaths. The remaining 250 soldiers tried to retreat only to get eviscerated by glass shards that were launched through the entire battlefield.....everyone killed in just a minute or two as Bernadette and Y/N called Rover over and Fenrir jumps up a slope before landing besides them.

Fenrir: No ambush needed. I eliminated the 7000 reinforcements myself.

Y/N: That's good......but........about the dog.....

Fenrir held onto Garm with an iron grip, the dog barking the thrashing around in an attempt to get out of Fenrir's jaws as he held him rather gently.

Fenrir: SIT!

Garm stops thrashing, whining before reluctantly sitting down in shame as Fenrir lets go of his neck.

Fenrir: Good. Now Y/N......stab his head with the knife the boy drop-

Y/N: Already did that. You just didn't see it.

Truth be told he quickly stabbed Garm's forehead with the knife some guy dropped, sensing a soul in it before flash stepping away.

Fenrir:.....You're too fast for your own good. Now......is your name Garm?

Fenrir 2: ???

Fenrir: Or is your name Fenrir?

His ears perk up, hearing his name as Fenrir.......turns to where Heimdall was or used to be.

Fenrir: I thought I heard something.....Nevermind. You....Fenrir.

Fenrir 2: ???

Fenrir: Follow Y/N here.

Y/N: Follow me.

Bernadette: Everyone let's go.

Fenrir 2 pants, sniffing Y/N as he boops his nose before they all enter through a giant portal, Fenrir shrinking to Fenrir 2's height as they leave Helheim.

Heimdall: 'They.....tamed Garm? But how? It's like the wolf that could talk is even more powerful than him! And who is that boy?!'

Later

Kratos: What?

Atreus: There was a wolf in Hel......he was in chains, and I set him free. I thought that if-

Everyone's eyes widen before the head on Kratos's speaks.

Mimir: Er......lad you might wanna look behind ya.

They all drew their weapons, confusing Atreus as he turns only to find Fenrir 2 wagging his tail and panting happily as he sniffs him.

Atreus:......HUH?!

Brok: So uh.......mind telling us why Garm is taking a liking to you right now?

Atreus: I-I swear I don't know! I-

Fenrir 2 drops a familiar looking knife from his mouth, panting happily while laying onto the ground.

Atreus: Fenrir?

Fenrir 2 yaps and proceeds to lick Atreus, walking circles around him as he tries to pet the moving giant wolf.

Atreus: But my knife......could it possibly be-

Y/N: Ah I just stabbed your knife into Garm's head.

They all turn to find Y/N and Bernadette sitting on top of a tree, Fenrir standing at a height even taller than Fenrir 2 while Rover slept on his head.

Sindri: G-GAH! How did you get here?!

Y/N: The Mystic Gateways. Truth be told, I'm quite familiar with how these gateways work so I was able to come here.....and simply return someone's wolf back to them in another form.

Kratos: *narrow* What is your business here? And who are you?

Y/N: Like I said, I'm simply someone returning someone's pet to them. Just keep an eye out for anyone wearing strange clothes and such....and we are going now.

Y/N forms a massive portal, Rover and Fenrir shrinking as he and Bernadette jump off the tree before walking through.

*WHOOSH*

Freya: I know where they are. Follow me.

Later

Y/N: The barrens huh.......we have a few hours before reporting back, so do you want to spar?

Bernadette: Mmm....if you say so.

Meanwhile a group of people were watching from out of their view, seeing them draw their swords.

Mimir: That lad has an interesting sword. Bit curved but looks pretty sharp.

Brok: Mmm...fine craftsmanship too-

Freya: She....has wings?

Mimir: Purely white wings too! It's mesmerizing-

Atreus: FATHER LOOK OU-

*SLICE*

A dragon appears out of nowhere, the group ready to fight only for Y/N to flash in front of them and unsheathing his blade, he creates a sharp shockwave that slices the dragon in half.

Y/N: Bernadette we're sparring somewhere else.

Bernadette: Ok!

Fenrir:....You disgusting mutt.......get off.

Rover yawns, laying on his head as they all enter through several portals that disappeared except for Y/N's..........

*WHOOSH*
*BOOM*

They immediately enter a portal only for Ei's blade to clash with Y/N's katana and Bernadette's glass blade, electricity flowing through the entire battlefield as they push against each other.

Ei: Not bad......BUT I CAN DO BETTER!

*CLANG*

Ei swung her spear and katana wildly, Y/N parrying, dodging, or deflecting every single blow before landing a Mikiri counter and swiftly kicking her stomach, knocking her dozens of meters into a tree that fell on top of her.

Y/N: Come.

The 3 fought for 20 minutes, the Norse folks sitting down to watch the spectacle.

Mimir: Aye....they seem like formidable opponents, especially that guy over there.

Freya: Such....unconventional weapons.

Brok: Eh....never seen someone use a spear AND sword at the same time.

Atreus: But....it's strange. Their movements-

Kratos: No wasted movements, total focus into the fight. They are all clearly skilled....especially him.

He points to Y/N who calmly fended off the 2 other opponents.

Kratos: He fights with a more simpler weapon, yet he knows how the two fight. He is calm and composed...deflecting and dodging their attacks while overwhelming them with his own.

Eventually, Y/N won against the two, the entire landscape behind the three obliterated entirely. He took his shirt off, exposing his scarred body and Ei panting and drinking some water while Bernadette takes her eyepatch off, revealing a missing eye socket with a scar running across her face.

Ei: I.....even after training I don't come close to you.

Y/N: That's fine. You did better than last time. Though you're a god, I'm blatantly more powerful and skilled than you....as least for a human. Bernadette is your missing eye alright?

Bernadette: It doesn't hurt anymore.

She throws the ruined one to the side before putting on a new eyepatch, Y/N sitting down on a log and stabbing his sword into the ground.....as he faces the gods and dwarves and such.

Y/N: What do you want?

Mimir: I hope we're not intruding on anything but........we aren't in our realm are we?

Y/N:.....You're correct. Where's Fenrir?

Atreus:...Home-

Fenrir: You're talking about me?

They turn to face the giant wolf that sat there calmly.

Fenrir: Ah....I thought you were talking about me for a second.

Kratos: Your name is Fenrir?

Fenrir: Of another universe.

Mimir: Er....really?

Fenrir: An entirely different universe far from your nine realms of anything to do with them.

Freya:...How?

Fenrir: The multiverse is a vast space of an infinite number of universes held together by their own boundaries. I merely just a Fenrir of another world brought here by the person that I'm indebted to for freeing me.

Atreus: So you were chained too?

Fenrir: Indeed young one.

Angrboda: Oh...you're here too!

Atreus: Angrboda?!

Angrboda: Entered through a portal this wolf..something made.

Rover was 20 feet tall and rolls onto his side, panting happily as Angrboda pats his stomach.

Freya: What are you then?

Fenrir: Fenrir, great wolf of the 9 realms in my previous world. Son of Loki and Angrboda-

Brok immediately begins coughing with Sindri, Kratos and Freya snapping their heads to Atreus who looked bewildered, scared, confused with a blush while Angrboda had a smirk on her face.

Angrboda: *reading* Nice story you got here....so in another world you were my son and Loki....or Atreus in this case was your father?

Fenrir: Indeed.

Atreus: *red* I-I-I-

Kratos:.......

Mimir: Well.....that's a bit awkward...for these lads.

Fenrir: Yes, and the one prophesized to kill Odin in my world's Ragnarok.

Brok:.....So your pup's gonna eat Odin Atreus?

Atreus: Uh-

Fenrir: Our worlds are not the same.

Atreus: R-Right!

Kratos: Why are you here in the nine realms then?

Fenrir: Scouting and alerting for Cirvik forces.

Brok: The hell is that?

Y/N:.........Do you know about war?

Kratos: I was the god of war.

Y/N: The world I was born in is ravaged by a bloody 1000 year war between the Resistance and Cirvik, a tyrannical empire created by the god of our world.

Mimir: *concerned* That sounds a bit worrisome.

Y/N: They will do anything to keep in power. Proxys, assassination of leaders, corruption, genocide, experimentation....they care little for the people they control. I was here to stop them from taking Garm.

Freya: Why would they want the hound that can chew through the fabric of the realms?

Y/N: They planned on experimenting on Garm and weaponizing him to their command.

Mimir: Bloody hell why would they?! He's a beast even the gods fear!

Y/N: You underestimate what Cirvik can do. They not only have the weapons, they have the manpower to even capture and bend literal gods to their own will. I even saw it with my own eyes..............they were a mere minute from capturing Garm in Hel.

Sindri: H-He's lying right?! There's no way mortals...humans can do that!

Mimir couldn't tell, but looking at Y/N into his cold eyes and seeing his body riddled with hundreds of scars...he could see he was sincere with his words.

Mimir: How did they do it?

Y/N: Magic and machine. One aspect of their army are mechs, or massive 50 foot machines humans can control on the inside. Armed with ranged weaponry and melee weapons infused with plasma combined with armor that can withstand nukes capable of blowing up entire mountains and the powers of gods, not many people can hope to scratch them. There were 24 of those, and with the magic of our world used to augment their abilities to a near 100 times combined with draining Garm's vitality severely with magic, they were more than capable of taking him back and knocking him out......before I killed them all.

Mimir: *frown* That's VERY worrisome right there....

Y/N: Luckily though, there was an alternate universe....of you guys I looked into and judging from what I know of everyone I was able to pinpoint exactly what Cirvik could've wanted.

They were at a loss for words as Y/N gets his sword and sheathes it.

Freya:.....If that's true, is there any chance they'll visit.....again?

Y/N: Oh most definitely. They're fucking persistent.

Kratos: How old are you?

Y/N: 22. Why do you ask?

Mimir: That's....a fairly young age to partake in something like stopping humans from taking Garm.

Y/N: Yeah I know...it is what it is.

He explained his side of the story, the folks carefully listening while Kratos frowned.

Kratos: 'Those scars.....at a rather young age. War....violence.....he killed many too. But he's serious as well.'

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