Chapter 17: Asgard

Cyril rubbed his eyes. He was back in Asgard, but this is not the home he knew. Everything is in ruins and even the air is stale and it felt like nothing has lived here for a long time.

When he applied the law of space-time into the hole in the StarRock, he was immediately transported to the missing piece of StarRock, Mjolnir the hammer of Thor.

He looked at Mjolnir on the ground and tried to lift it. Although Thor was dead, the enchantment still remained. He still could not lift Mjolnir. Only Thor can.

He called out to Hela as he remembered his dream. Instantly Hela appeared. Her eyes lighted up. "Father!" she exclaimed as she hugged him tightly with tears in her eyes. Although he was in Cyril's body, Hela instantly recognized his spirit within him.

They sat and talked, and she confirmed that indeed his dream was true and she was reaching out to him although she did not know where he was.

She brought him around to witness the destruction all around the nine realms. There was body parts everywhere of Gods, Giants, Dwarves, Demons and all the other creatures, as the realms smashed into each other. Although body parts were everywhere, the bodies did not decay. They were not rotting corpses, rather they were like broken mannequins.

Finally they arrived at where Asgard landed. There were dead bodies everywhere. The huge body of his son Jormungandr, the World Serpent was entangled in the broken parts of Asgard, only his head could be seen.. His other son Fenrir's body was further in the distance, his body under a large building. There were dead Gods everywhere around him.

He decided to look for magical items or weapons, anything that might be useful. He stumbled across Gungnir, Odin's magical spear. As he picked it up, it was still full of magic and power. "This could be useful" he thought to himself.

As he walked further, he discovered the body of his half-brother Thor, the God of Thunder. Cyril pulled Thor's body out of the rubble, and discovered Thor's mighty body was intact. He looked at Thor and memories of his childhood flooded his mind.

He turned towards Hela and asked if he could be revived. Hela shook her head. She explained that as there were no longer any spirits in the realm, all the bodies are inanimate objects like rocks.

Cyril then thought of something and remembered the dagger he retrieved in Cemeteria and the zombies he encountered there. 

He started asking questions to Hela about what he saw in Cemeteria. "Zombies? Thats very foul magic" replied Hela as she listened to Cyril explain. 

As the whole dimension he was in was now the realm of Helheim, ie the realm of the dead, he extended his hand and demonstrated energy of the law of death that he learned in Cemeteria. Hela was shocked that Cyril could manipulate death energy. She extended her hand to his imbuing her own power of death into Cyril's demonstration of death energy.

Cyril smiled as he watched the laws of death combine and form a new understanding in his mind. He had an initial idea, and now he had the knowledge on how to achieve it. He sighed as he decided it was necessary to desecrate Thor's body.

With Gungnir, Odin's spear in his hand he approached Thor's body. As he was about to cut Thor's skin he hesitated. Since Thor was dead, he wanted make Thor's body into his puppet. In order to do that, he had to remove the internal organs.However, he did not want to cut up Thor's skin unnecessarily. Using Gungnir, cutting into a God's body would not be difficult, but sewing it back up would be a challenge.

He thought for a while. He could access the organs through Thor's mouth. But he did not want to damage Thor's throat as he wanted his puppet to talk. He sighed and then turned Thor's body over and removed his pants. Cyril turned to Thor's body quietly "I'm sorry, my brother". He slowly dug deep into Thor's ass using his arm, reaching all the way into his body.

As he didn't want to damage Thor's body too much, he took all night to ensure Thor's body was intact and undamaged while removing his organs. 

Upon removing all the organs from within Thor's abdomen, he put the viscera into a circle and imbued necromatic energy into the circle. The viscera turned into a glowing red ball that started to float. Cyril picked it up and without hesitation swallowed it.

He turned to Thor and commanded "Sit up". Instantly the body sat up silently. "Do you know who I am?" asked Cyril. "You are my master" replied Thor. "Do you know who you are?" asked Cyril further. "I was Thor, God of Thunder in my previous existence" answered the puppet. "Your name will remain Thor" remarked Cyril.

The puppet is beyond any mere zombie or undead. It obeyed Cyril's thoughts telepathically, not needing any verbal commands. 

The puppet retained Thor's full memories and power. He looked exactly like a living being. 

However, if one was to observe closely, one would realize that Thor was not breathing, and did not need to eat or drink. This puppet did not have any needs to fulfill. 

"Can you retrieve Mjolnir?" Cyril asked curiously. Thor lifted his right hand and his magic hammer instantly returned to him. "Excellent" mumbled Cyril. 

Although Thor had no need for modesty, Cyril thought that a naked muscular 6 feet 5 inches hunk with a impressive manhood might be distracting. So he scrounged around for clothes that fit and found clothes for himself and Thor.

He sadly found Lady Sif's body. Sif was Thor's wife, and someone Loki once had a crush on. He also found the body of his wife Sigyn. They were both inanimate and dead, like Thor was.

With sadness he gathered all the Gods he could recognise with Thor's help and placed them in a row in the broken hall of Asgard's main throne room. 

What was he to do with all of them? Should he burn them to give them a proper viking burial? Should he make them all his puppets? But that would take a very long time. He simply took large tapestries off the walls and covered the bodies with them for the time being.

He looked at Thor and decided to shave off all his facial hair. He did not want anyone to recognize Thor and what he did to his body. 

Thor looked much younger after shaving and reminded Cyril of their younger days. After a short while, he shook his head and left the hall with Hela and Thor following closely behind.

He thought again of his bags of holding. He should have used them to hide in and escape. But now his bag was gone, it was too fragile. Even his Merchantile ring was damaged and not usable as a storage ring now.

Perhaps he needed to make indestructible items of holding. With that thought in mind, he rushed off with Hela following curiously and Thor obediently. They stopped at Baldur's grave and he used his telekinesis to raise Baldur's body from the ground. His body was still well preserved, and except for the small hole in his chest, his body was flawless.

He did not want to make Baldur into a puppet. While Thor was useful as in life he was the mightiest of Norse Gods. On the other hand, Baldur was an oaf. Although he was indestructible, he was known for simply being the most well liked God.

So Cyril brought out a small knife he made out of mistletoe wood and started removing all of Baldur's skin. Rather than a bag, he used a strip of the skin to make himself a belt. 

He then experimented with the belt using his knowledge of space-time and after several attempts, he imbued it with the same attributes as his bags of holding. However, this belt was indestructible.

He decided he wanted to plunder all the treasures of the nine realms and keep them in his dimensional storage area. So he started making a large portal, sufficient to walk into and place larger objects through. 

He looked at the rest of the skin and body and dumped it into his new portal. Indestructible skin, muscle, bone and sinew would probably be useful in the future.

Inside the bag dimension, Kyra screamed. As a portal suddenly opened near where Cyril stored his stuff, a body with its skin peeled off flew in and landed in front of her, face down ass up in an awkward position. 

The rest of the skin fell unceremoniously on the floor next to the body.

Suddenly, Cyril entered the portal to Kyra's surprise and joy. They looked at each other and started embracing with tears of joy flowing from their cheeks.

Kyra kissed him passionately, as Cyril automatically pushed her towards her bed. Their bodies moved on their own and without any hesitation, they were each other's first.

When they were done, they sat up and looked at each other. Kyra asked what happened to him, and he told her his tale. They enjoyed each other's company while talking and eventually Kyra asked what was he going to do now.

"I still have things to do in the other place I'm at. Rest assured, when I am done, I will join you at StarRock." he answered.

"Can I join you where you are at?" Kyra asked further.

He nodded and held her hand as they both walked towards his portal. Suddenly, her Pendant of Protection formed a force field around her pushing her away from the portal. 

"Its a realm of death, I think you are not allowed to enter." Cyril stated frankly.

"How about you? Why must you go back?" she asked in frustration.

"There is something I must finish" he answered with finality.

She nodded quietly. She kissed him and smiled. "I will be waiting for you. Please don't take too long".

He nodded and reentered Asgard using his new portal, leaving a much happier Kyra.