Destroying My Own Novel

“Mykel, my brother wants to have a talk with you,” Loki said as he stood right behind Mykel. “It’s about our father,” Loki whispered.

Mykel stared at Loki from the corner of his eyes. “Did he come back?” Mykel asked.

“That’s why he wants to have a talk with you,” Loki answered as he nodded his head.

Mykel nodded his head, and then he approached Beldathiel, Vixelleth, and Zherlthsh who were listening to Hera’s story. The three of them were slowly getting comfortable around the Gods, but they were only close to Hera and ignored the rest.

“I’m going to have a talk with them, and I’m asking you if you want to go back or stay here until I’m back,” Mykel said as he joined the conversation.

Beldathiel looked at Zherlthsh and Vixelleth who seemed fine being there.

“We will stay, there are still some things that we need to know,” Beldathiel answered. “How long until you get back?”

“It depends on the matter,” Loki said as he showed up behind Mykel. “It could be hours, or days,” Loki continued as he smiled at them.

The three of them raised their eyebrows and rethought if they wanted to stay or not.

“It’s okay, child. You can stay here, he will come back and I’m staying here as well, so you will be safe,” Hera said.

Mykel looked at Hera and thought that maybe she could take care of all the demon princesses because she acted like a mother. Not only that, the three of them showed their interest in her which was a good sign that everything would be fine. It might be because these women didn’t have a mother figure their whole lives and looked at Hera as someone who could fill that spot.

“I will come back as soon as I’m done with this,” Mykel said.

Beldathiel nodded with understanding, and then Mykel left them alone with Hera.

Mykel followed Loki from behind and stared at him for quite a while because he was curious why it would take him days. He then looked at Thor and Hel standing next to each other as they stared at him with serious expressions.

“Are we going to Asgard?” Mykel asked as he stared at Loki’s long black hair from behind.

“Yes, we are going to Asgard to meet with our father,” Loki answered with a mischievous smile. “We are going to make him step down from his throne,” Loki continued as he looked at Hel and Thor.

“The bridge has been made, we should get going,” Thor said as he looked at the wall.

Mykel followed them and left the castle, and the moment they were outside, Mykel saw a long bridge in front of him. The bridge, Bifrost was used to travel from different worlds to Asgard. The one who created Bifrost was Heimdall, the watcher and the protector of Asgard.

Mykel took the first step and it felt solid even though it was a translucent bridge that looked fragile. He kept climbing up the stairs with the three of them and noticed something weird about it. He turned around and saw Niflheim was already far below him even though he just took a few steps.

The root of Yggdrasil could be seen up close, and Mykel saw Nidhoggr up close for the first time. Nidhoggr was busy chewing and gnawing the roots that he ignored their presence. The sound of his jaw gnawing at the roots was fascinating and terrifying at the same time, it was loud and clear like thunder ripping the sky.

There were two other worlds that existed not far from Niflheim. Helheim and Muspelheim, the worlds where the dead stayed. The worlds where Hel ruled over other than Niflheim.

It only took them three minutes until they left Niflheim, and now they were staring at the realm of humans right next to them, Midgard. In the world that was wrapped by Yggdrasil’s trunk, there was a massive waterfall that came from one of Yggdrasil’s branches to fill the sea in Midgard.

Mykel looked in the distance, far away from Midgard, and he saw an ice world at the end of the Yggdrasil tree. Jotunheim was the place where Loki was born and where the giants lived in Norse mythology.

Mykel looked to the other side and saw a world covered with branches. A dark world where dwarves and dark elves lived. A ruthless world where both races fought each other forever, Svartalfheim.

They kept climbing up the stairs for five minutes, and then Mykel could almost see the top of the Yggdrasil tree. There were two worlds next to each other, Alfheim the world of light elves, and Vanaheim the world of Gods.

“There it is, Asgard, we will be meeting our father in Valhalla,” Loki said as he pointed at the top of the Yggdrasil tree.

“I’m more interested in Folkvangar. I think we should go there to meet her first,” Mykel said as he stared at Asgard above him.

“My mother?” Odin asked as he turned around to look at Mykel.

“Yes, but maybe we can go meet Odin first, and then we can go to Folkvangar to meet Freyja and Jord,” Mykel answered as he nodded his head.

All of them nodded with understanding and then continued climbing the Bifrost.

A man stood on top of Bifrost, a muscular bearded man with a horned helmet and full armor was staring at them. He had a giant horn and a giant sword on his back. The man who protected Asgard himself, Heimdall.

“Welcome back, Sons of Odin and Ruler of the Underworld,” Heimdall said in his heavy and low voice.

“Thank you, Heimdall,” Thor said as he walked past Heimdall.

Heimdall bowed his head a bit, and then he glanced at Mykel with a suspicious look.

Mykel thought that he would be going straight to Valhalla, but Thor brought him to Bilskirnir first. The house of Thor, where he and his family lived. He didn’t ask any questions and just followed them from behind, but someone had been watching him ever since he entered Asgard.

“Bilskirnir,” Mykel said quietly as he stared at the biggest building in Asgard. It looked like a fortress rather than a castle.

“You know a lot about our world, I see,” Thor said as he looked at Mykel from over his shoulder as he entered the gate.

“I did some research,” Mykel replied with a bit of a smile.

They walked in a long hallway with hundreds of doors at the sides.

They all kept walking until they reached the end of the hall, but then all the doors behind them were open. Thousands of Gods and Goddesses came out of those doors. They all greeted Thor as if he was their king rather than Odin.

“You really did all this on your own?” Mykel glanced at Loki who didn’t even bother to hide his smile.

“I did what I’m good at, and as long as it’s for my brother, I will do it until I get the best result,” Loki answered as he smiled at Mykel.

“Welcome back, Thor,” A soothing woman’s voice could be heard from their right.

A woman with very long silky and straight light brown hair all the way down to the floor. She wore a very thin white dress and showed her big cleavage and barely covered her breast. She was the most beautiful Goddess in Norse mythology.

“Sif, my love,” Thor said as he walked toward her and gave her a passionate kiss.

Everyone was staring at them while Mykel didn’t even bother to look at them because he was busy staring at the Gods and Goddesses in front of him.

“You,” Sif said calmly.

Mykel glanced to his right and saw Sif staring at him.

“You have a grim fate in front of you,” Sif said with sympathy as she stared at Mykel.

“Yes, I heard that a lot. There’s no need to pity me,” Mykel said with a smile on his face without bothering to look at Sif.

“I didn’t pity you, it’s just so painful to see you in that void with nothing but loneliness,” Sif replied as she frowned her forehead.

Mykel turned his head and looked at Sif with a perplexed look. “What are you talking about? What did you see?” Mykel asked.

“Your eternal loneliness,” Sif answered.