When I was a young boy, and so was Thor, Odin told us bedtime stories. Those bedtime storys lasted until we grew to teenagers and went on our own. But among these stories stood out a fabled creature called 'The Realm Devourer'. A creature with several black tails dotted in red. The tails came out of a contrasting dark gray lizard skinned animal being huge yet it had the body structure of a dog. On the front side would be a pair of three black tentacles long and huge wide enough to take down a mass of mortals. Its paws fed off the landscape absorbing into the creature. It wore the skeletal head of a ram lacking eye sockets. The long curly thorns were intimidating,

This creature never had ears.

It had one last long tentacle above the large front legs acting as extra support.

It had triangle spikes with a missing circular half in the middle and it seemed that only tough skin kept in these parts. Whatever the realm devourer touched it disappeared from existence and fueled into his body; that is how many forgotten realms collapsed under the attack. But that stopped way before Odin's time because the remaining realms partnered up and took their greatest efforts to send the beast to where it will never come out again.

At least they thought it would never return.

I slowly saw most of the States disappearing off the map for the guide.

Something is going on within Wattpadheim.

"So what's up, King Lok'?" IlikLoki asks, as I am on a mountain overlooking the Science Fiction state. "You sure love climbing or something."

I held my index finger up.

"Something is missing," I said. "Something obvious."

"...There's nothing missing on my private messages." IlikeLoki said.

"I mean the states, mortal." I said. "Hasn't it been enough that you forgot about General Fiction?"

IlikeLoki stares at me.

"What," IlikeLoki shook her hands. "I do not understand your question."

"Your realm is being devoured," I said.

"You know Wattpad is not a realm." IlikeLoki said.

"Then what is it to you?" I ask.

"A website." IlikeLoki said.

"Your favorite website is being eaten," I said. "And whoever is in the current realm at the time is being...taken out of existence let's say. Even if they are not in the realm but are on a computer or a phone; they are gone. Nothing left of them."

"Uh...that sounds serious." IlikeLoki said.

"Do you anyone who lurks in this state?" I ask.

"No," IlikeLoki said.

"Whovians?" I ask.

IlikeLoki blinks.

"Yes," IlikeLoki said. "I do."

Then the ground shakes.

This is phase two of the realm devourer plan.

You don't notice your realm being eaten until the ground is rumbling and pieces of land disappear in thin air. Phrase three is when the beast is visible to the human eye. Taking down the beast will be harder to do if this realm has the equipment. IlikeLoki fell over landing on the ground. A roar came in the distance that sounds not 'of Midgard animal'. Clouds flew over leaving behind a blue sky in a state where science is everywhere. I watch front paws to the RealmDevourer take form.

Oh hell.

"Quick," I said. "Start telling your other associates about the realm being eaten! They must log off and when you're done; you do the same."

"What about you?" IlikeLoki said.

"I am a god," I said. "Gods do not die."

IlikeLoki nods, pretending to believe me, and then turns away.

"By the way," I add. "If you walk; Wattpadheim is done for."

IlikeLoki sprints far down the mountain faster than a normal mortal. I make a bridge of ice over the mountains and then make my way to the Fan Fiction State. I look over my shoulders-once off the mountains-seeing those naturally land formations be crushed by a fearsome-fabled figure. It is completely visible to the human eye at this point. I am skiing over the Romance State.

"YOUR WEBSITE IS BEING DEVOURED!" I shout down towards the mortals. "Log off before it kills you!"

Most of the people laughed and resuming their conversations outside the thread houses.

Some of these Wattpadians took my warning for its direness and began sizzling away.

The sound of icicles breaking catches my attention. I look back to see the realm devourer is catching up yet breaking my bridge. I had my attention off the bridge long enough I crashed into the local thread house just mere twenty feet away from the realm devourer.

"Are you okay?" Came a squeaky voice.

I get up.

"Your realm is being eaten," I said. "The Realm Devourer is coming to get you."

I saw the username above the concerned person's head reading 'Iamaidiot'.

"Realm devourer?" Iamaidiot asks. "How lame. It sounds so old English like."

"It sounds like a good story," Teddybear123 said. "Where can I get it?"

"It's your life you are losing," I said. "And Wattpad falls because of it."

I ran out of the thread house.

"Bye!" Teddybear123 shouts.

I saw SpikyKnight scolding a Wattpadian in the midst of a 'continue the story' group. This group is big enough I can get a large number of mortals forewarned for what is making way. It has to work, I thought, they must believe me! I came towards the group quickly.

"And that is NOT fair!" SpikyKnight continues. "Pretending to be another user and not giving them an actual chance to respond is mean."

"Pardon me," I said. "But you all need to log off, for your realm is eaten."

SpikyKnight turns towards me.

"This is not a realm," SpikyKnight said, apparently mad. "This is a website."

"Like I said before; you need to log off." I said. "There's a website devourer on the way."

Then come the screams from behind.

SpikyKnight's eyes went wide and her mouth fell open.

"Holy scrap," SpikyKnight said. "That is one ugly profile avatar."

"That is not an avatar," I said. "It is a Realm Devourer."

One of the tentacles grab a thread house and then the thread house fell into the realm devourers powerful jaw. That thread house is the one I crashed into a couple minutes ago.

"EVERYONE!" SpikyKnight cries. "Log off or run for your lives!"

Nialisthebest flickers into oblivion, NarutoLover disappeared as well,and so did many. Unfortunately for me Wattpadheim is an actual tangible realm. I run in the opposite direction from the Realm Devourer following a sea of remaining Wattpaddians to a building designed similar to a cave. I look over seeing SpikyKnight flicker in a blue sizzle appearing to be determined. The door is shut behind the last few Wattpadians and locked.

"I am scared," Number1 said.

"Me too," SmileyFace200 said.

Four square clear windows allow everyone to see what is going on by the outside. The realm devourer is approaching the thread house building little by little. Ground is absorbed into the paws of the realm devourer breaking away from the land. Thread houses slinked into the large muscular scale arms. Is this how the Avengers felt when the Chitauri were attacking New York wave after wave? Devastation, horror, and a trace of uncertainty.

"It's gonna be okay!" RandomGirl27 said. "Just calm down, Wattpad is gonna be okay."

"Easy to say for you," SmileyFace200 said. "I can't be calm for the website I love!" SmileyFace200 points towards the window. "This site is being destroyed and I can't do a single damn thing to stop it. It feels so frustrating not able to do anything except hide in a sinked thread house."

"I do not want Wattpad to go!" Number1 cries, tearfully. "It'll be the end for me."

"Well, where are you from?" RandomGirl27 said.

"Turkey." Number1 said.

"You are from an actual Turkey?" I ask.

"No," Number1 said, tearfully. "I am from the nation of Turkey."

"Interesting they called a kingdom after an animal." I said.

"Don't listen to the rat," I hear Hotguy28's voice. "He knows nothing about the current English language."

"Why yes I do," I said. "As I am speaking English and you are still mad at me for turning your thread house over to the State Moderator."

"Look!" Noreason4u shouts, standing by the left window beside the large set of doors. "It's the Fan Fic State Moderator!"

I saw SpikyKnight several feet away from the door. I had been drawn towards the window because of the very big sea of Wattpadians were curious to see what a Moderator can do in the face of a realm eating beast. Blue sizzles appear behind SpikyKnight taking on various shapes. SpikyKnight is in armor, my armor, but very differently designed such as war. A handful of people appear around SpikyKnight wielding weapons and blue badges glinting white 'A's.

A strange man with a black cloak, a white mask on his face, and an over-sized blade appeared last. He reminded me of a secretive gladiator. Their username is SuperWarrior2000. The way SuperWarrior2000 is dressed reminds me of an anime once shown constantly during the winter months on CartoonNetwork at night. I see Abby22 among the Wattpad Ambasadors.

"It's the other Wattpad Ambassadors!" RandomGirl27 cheers.

"They live!" Noreason4u declares, waving his arms in the air.

"I thank the stars!" A vast majority of the Wattpadians cheer.

The ground beneath the building is shaking. I see Nicky1k97 is moving the thread house using a panel of sorts on what seems to be a nightstand. Nicky1k97 glances up towards the windows appearing to be doubious but hanging on a strand of hope. Nicky1k97 taps her paw on the screen one last time. Nicky1k97 joins the group of Ambassadors.

"For Wattpad!" SpikyKnight shouts, holding a large and heavy looking weapon.

The thread house flew into the air flying over the remaining realms right as the Wattpad Ambassadors charged towards the Realm Devourer. Sadly none of them will survive the fight as all their weapons are made from Midgard. Only weapons capable of Midgardian makings to work against anything Midgardian related.

The thread house crash lands into Mystery/Thriller State.

I saw various users disappearing before my eyes in blue sizzles.

They finally came to their senses and logged off.

Except for the very few.

I get up witnessing these few Wattpadians helping others get up and take them into a local thread house bleeding. The crash landing had injured the Wattpadians as in their avatars but not their physical bodies. The disadvantage to being in an online powered realm is that everyone are not gods and can easily get hurt except me. I am a god. And everyone else is a mortal.

I take my magnifying glass out.

"Female voice," I said. "How many users are on Wattpad?"

"27," The female voice said.

"27," I said. "Twenty seven."

"The ones who're offline; 120." The female voice said. "Now 100, 60,43,32,13..."

"Stop." I said.

"Zero," The female voice said. "Accounts no longer exist."

I look up seeing the Realm Devourer has come closer to the Mystery/Thriller state. I feel dread for the realm. I feel dread for what fate lies for it. I run, quickly, into the Short Story realm. Various thread houses are abandoned. Not a profile house lurks around the scenery. The ground is shaking under my boots; the sounds of breaking thread houses send waves of vibrating groundwaves. Running away from the danger is the cowards way out! You can't do anything by running.

I stop in my tracks.

"How many are online, female voice?" I ask.

"Two." The female voice said.

Me and the realm devourer.

I lower the magnifying glass hearing the sound of deep broad grunts behind me. I turn around seeing the ugly realm threatening beast drooling inches from me. Anger, mixed emotions,and bitterness towards this beast arose. My fingers wrapped up against my palm while my other fingers merely tightend a grip on the magnifying glasses handle.

"I have heard the stories about you," I shout towards the realm devouring beast. "Unlike many of those you have eaten; I am not afraid of you!"

The realm devouring beast roars.

"Who do you think you are?" The realm devouring beast sent some drool over me.

I use a gigantic hair dryer to get the drool off.

It is well the worth the time and setting up a drool protection shield for myself.

"Who am I?" I raise my voice dropping the hairdryer. "Who am I?" I send a large ball of Asgardian magic into the ground. "I," The ground rumbles all across the remaining piece of Wattpadheim. "Am," I hear the ground being torn, the sounds of broken elevators growing louder in the distance, and the familiar heavy air lingering breeze brush by. "Loki!"

A flash of steel summons itself around the realm eater and underneath the realm devourer's paws. A lot of various closets and police boxes came around the realm eater glowing a path connecting every box to each other. Odin never mentioned about 'alien steel' being capable of absorbed into the beast.

"You see every user you took left behind their fandom," I said. "There are fan clubs. You see inanimate objects do care, because in fact, even your little keepsakes feel left out when you leave them into dust.But you forgot their original characters. For instance I summoned one to help." I look towards a man coated in steel and literately his skin is the color of steel. "Hello Steel, been a long time since we came across each other."

"I do not know you," Steel lied.

"Steel," I said. "No need to lie on Wattpadheim."

"I am not lying," Steel lied.

"Are too," I said. I turn my attention from Steel figuring this argument is a waste of my breath. My attention now focused on the realm devourer. "Now...Realm devourer; I am going to send your existence everywhere and no one, not one, will ever lose their realm again." I lean forwards. "By the time you're gone and this mess is cleaned up not a mortal will remember you."

The realm devourer howls.

"Nooo!" The realm devourer howls.

"Oh yes," I said. "And I will only remember you. Just remember the realm you could have taken away if it were not for me!" I look over towards Steel. "Do it."

The Realm Devourer is coated in steel from hard to toe. He didn't break into pieces as how I expected. Steel stood there for a while then he left disappearing into the foggy sky. Why is The Realm Devourer not breaking apart into self-deserving pieces that will never come back together? I saw the tail and the tentacles glow a faint golden color. One part of the bed time story involves the heart of the realm devourer when it came to a catatonic state.

I look over recalling The Realm Devourer normally would choose one figure to keep itself alive.

I take my magnifying glass out.

"How many users are on Wattpadheim?" I ask.

"You," The female voice from the magnifying glass said.

"No," I said. "Count the unverified."

"Two," The female voice said.

I put the magnifying glass back into my pocket. I look forwards seeing a cloud of smoke near the side of a thread house still standing. I hop onto floating pieces of ground over to the cloudy area. After sixteen stepping rocks I came to a stop on land still kept together in a way remarkable. I look over seeing a huge rounded part of land missing. There are pieces of decorative State Skeleton lying around on what pieces stick. This is the Horror state. Or what remains of it.

I turn away right towards the foggy sight.

I see figure slumped against the wall with smoke clearing away.

"I can't feel my legs," I recognized SpikyKnight's voice. "Where am I?"

I walk forwards dreading what I had to say. Not a mortal would want to be me. Having to be the carrier of bad news is not an achievement. The smoke clears away leaving me a good view of the short woman who's skin is glowing a golden color similar to how a timelord regenerates.I halt near to her side then lower myself down to SpikyKnight's eye level.

She wasn't in her casual avatar form. SpikyKnight's username is not above her head. She is in the realm, real as I, blinking.She wore a black long sleeve shirt and long purple comfortable looking pants with purple and red socks ending at the ankles. Her glasses look dirty. I snap my fingers. The glasses are cleaned within a snap.

SpikyKnight gasps.

"What?..." SpikyKnight said, her mouth falling into a complete 'o'. "I must be dreaming this up!"

I have one hand on my knee, shaking my head.

"You are not," I said. "This is not a dream."

SpikyKnight closes her mouth.

"I..." SpikyKnight blinks, as though registering I am really here. "I see you."

"Yes, you do." I said.

SpikyKnight looks around.

"Woah," SpikyKnight said. "So this is what Wattpad looks like as a realm..." SpikyKnight rubs the back of her neck nervously. "Well...It seems that I am wrong. When I am wrong; I am wrong. Sorry for not believing you, Loki."

"Apology accepted." I said.

SpikyKnight saw her hands are glowing a golden color.

"Why is my hand glowing?" SpikyKnight asks, confused.

The way she reacts made me think of a confused cute kitten.

Not every day do I find mortals 'cute'.

"Loki, spill it!" SpikyKnight said.

I sigh.

"Knight," I said. "You are the heart of the Realm Devourer."

"I am a...what?" SpikyKnight asks.

"The heart to a beast." I said.

"So what I gottta do to not become that?" SpikyKnight asks.

"You were chosen by the beast," I said. "And now you must let go of everything in exchange for..."

"Strawberries." SpikyKnight said.

If only it were that simple.

"Your existence." I said.

"My existence?" SpikyKnight repeats.

"Yes,Knight," I said. "Your existence."

SpikyKnight becomes sad.

"After all the people I have touched with my stories; I..." SpikyKnight said, then shook her head. She looks back towards me fighting back tears. "What must I do?"

"You have to let Wattpad go," I said. "No one will ever know you existed."

SpikyKnight looks at me, a grim look in her eyes, yet a serious vibe is radiating of her.

"Except you." SpikyKnight said.

"Yes," I said, nodding. "Except me."

"Get up." SpikyKnight said.

I stare at SpikyKnight, puzzled, at her request.

"What?" I ask.

"Get.up." SpikyKnight said.

I get up.

"Now walk backwards," SpikyKnight said. "I see some land reappearing. Walk!"

I walk backwards.

"Further." SpikyKnight said.

I walk backwards further and further.

"FUURTHERRR!" SpikyKnight shouts.

SpikyKnight is a figure in the distance.

"Just about right!" SpikyKnight said.

I take a step back now a couple miles back from SpikyKnight.

"Time to regenerate Wattpad!" SpikyKnight shouts. I see her hand in the air waving back and forth. "See ya, Loki!"

A bright blast of yellow lights came from where SpikyKnight had once slumped. The police boxes disappear with the bright golden light. I found myself surrounded by thread houses where people are having a nice casual conversation and not one bothered to ask what was my problem. I felt numb right then.

I made my way back to the Fan Fiction State.

It seems nothing can replace SpikyKnight.

Nicky1k97 is by the celebrity Share Your Story thread purring.

I see a Wattpad State Moderator come out of the Non Celebrity thread appearing to be unharmed and very new to me. A username hovers above their head in white text. Their avatar is of a man similar to Thor but without a beard and had a fine hair cut. Their username is TrekKeptain.

I approach TrekKeptain.

"Hello?" I said.

TrekKeptain turns towards me and stopped whistling.

"Hello," TrekKeptain said.

"Are you a boy?" I ask.

TrekKeptain looks at me strangely,tilting his head.

"Why yes I am," TrekKeptain said. TrekKeptain straightens his head. "By the way,nice Loki icon."

"I am Loki," I said.

TrekKeptain rolls an eye.

"I know that is your username," TrekKeptain said. "And your name?"

"Loki." I said.

"All righty, my name is George Lucas." TrekKeptain lied.

"Lie." I said.

"Johnny Blabo." TrekKeptain lied.

"Lie," I said.

"Tom Hiddle." TrekKeptain lied.

"Lie, again." I said.

"William Bell." TrekKeptain said.

I smile holding out my hand and shook his hand.

"Glad to meet you." I said.

TrekKeptain ends the handshake.

"Have we met before?" TrekKeptain asks.

"No," I said. "But I have met someone else resembling myself before."

"Ah," TrekKaptain said. "Sounds interesting." His eyes turn big. "Wait," He gasps. "You're the guy who went against the guidelines using an army of fangirls and made pages and made pages of advertisements!"

"Not something I am proud of."

"Are you kidding?" TrekKeptain said. "I never closed more than 100 plus threads in one day. That just got me more experience under my belt!" I couldn't believe he found a bright side to a rule breaking day. "Now I know how to open twenty some tabs without overheating my computer. Thank you."

I stare at TrekKeptain.

"Did...you just...thank me?" I ask.

TrekKeptain nods.

"Yes," TrekKeptain said. "In fact I did."

I turn around and walk away.

I returned to my profile house seeing a bunch of my fangirls waiting at the gate. I saw many of them holding the Royal story with its bookcover by RoothFana. They are jumping up and down squealing loudly. I put on a pair of noise canceling headphones. My fangirls held out dark pens.

I take the pens and individually sign them. Without needing to have my noise canceling headphones on I can tell what they are saying. I hand back the pens to the girls and strange username themed wattpadians.

"I got an autograph from my favorite writer!" MCULokisbae said.

"Me too!" Lokisgal said.

"Aww and he still do not know how to follow others," RandomGirl27, among them, said.

"Does too!" Lokisgal said.

"He has not followed anyone," MCULokisbae said.

"So it means he hasn't learned," RandomGirl27 said.

The group of fangirls left.

I take off the noise canceling headphones.

I go to the mailbox, slide the door open, and see what messages I had received. I saw one of them is from The_Bruce_Banner. I scan the letter. A key fell out of the envelope and I caught it using my left hand. The letter mentioned making a car appear out of thin air, attach rocket blasters to the side, and have the roof up. There is something about the keys because the black metal item has some wires including little rounded white tubes to the side stick out annoyingly.

I read a side note.

The side note read 'Start the car and drive, we really need some help, and no it's not because of Thor. I can explain once you get there.' I raise a brow. 'By the way you have to make it science fiction themed or else the car won't start.' I open the gate holding the keys in my hand. I take out my magnifying glass.

"Female voice; announce I am leaving to my followers." I said. "And make it short."

"Request; you need a password." The female voice said.

"Set my password as kingofasgard," I said. "No space and captitallization."

"Password has been set," The female voice said. "Announcement sent."

One day I will need the magnifying glass so maybe I should keep it whenever I do come back to this realm. I summon the car with the specifications Bruce had left in the letter. The letter had been sent three minutes ago. I open the car door, get in, and buckle up. I put the keys into the ignition.

I toss the noise canceling headphones on to the roof once the car had started.

I saw a street of fangirls appear.

I can do it.

I can fly right over these squealing annoying girls.

"Now where is the fly button?" I said, pressing whatever button is around the radio. The car floats up. "Ah ha!" I rotate the car changing my direction; in general I turned away from my army. The car flew above the ground into the air. I had my other window rolled down just to make short farewell. "So long, mortals!"

Some of the girls were crying but most were waving and happy waving handkerchiefs. A large portal appeared and the roof came over providing shade but mostly protection from what will be a bumpy ride. I look back in the direction I am flying. The portal is black with streaks of light blue and light purple.

I drove into the portal.

Next time I come to Wattpadheim; it will be intentional and my landing will be safer.

The End.