"Son, this engagement will strengthen the alliance between the Vanir and Aesir and give you more control over the Vanir when you become king later.
You are too young to understand it now, but remember one thing in your heart, and never say it to anyone—not even your mother.
Remember that you are the prince of Asgard, the scion of the Aesir. You can have as many women as you want, but they must all belong to you, not the other way around.
Never let your decisions be clouded by the allure of women. Always act in the interest of Asgard and the pride of the Aesir.
A true king listens to his mind first, and only follows the heart when they are certain the consequences are not worth noting."
Now, when you have a father-son talk before your engagement, you expect your dad to give you some heartfelt advice…
Well, he did give me advice… but it was… unorthodox, to say the least.
I mean, he's basically telling his five-year-old son to see women as tools rather than completely indulging in them.
Not that I'm surprised—this is the same man who used his own daughter as a tool in conquest. But damn, he is really direct about it.
Though, I can sense it—and Raphael confirms it too—Dad treats me and Hela differently. At first, I was curious about it, but the conclusion became obvious: the man is just somewhat misogynistic.
"Yes, Father, I will try to do as you say." I nodded.
He isn't entirely wrong… just a bit too extreme. A king should indeed be rational and not act like a simp. That has never ended well in any story.
[It depends on your strength, Master. The stronger you are, the more leeway you get. If you're the strongest, it doesn't actually matter how you act.
Besides, I will always be there to help you out of schemes. So just act however you want, Master, and let me handle the consequences.]
'Awww… Raphael.'
"Yes, Son, I will officially confirm Njord's daughter, Freyja, as your fiancée.
She will not come to live in Asgard just yet, but you may visit Vanaheim whenever you wish, or she may visit Asgard. I will order Heimdall to use the Bifrost for your travels," my father said.
Having a god-king as a father is really something.
I can just casually travel between worlds using one of the greatest technologies in the universe… for personal reasons.
I don't know if the Bifrost costs anything to use, but it can't be free.
Getting to use it just because my fiancée or I miss each other is absolutely wild.
Oh, and we also received an intergalactic connector—basically a space phone that works across realms.
Yeah, Asgard had that tech, but they were never shown using it in the movies.
Probably because Thor spent most of his screen time fighting. Either that, or he just didn't carry it on him.
And considering Heimdall can see almost everything, there wasn't much point in calling home.
After our little father-son talk, we headed to Mother and Hela.
The announcements were about to be made, and that meant one thing: celebrations.
The Aesir might be warriors, but if they do anything better than fighting, it's throwing a banquet.
'With how great this new life of mine is, my old life as an ordinary human may just remain a dark history I don't want to remember…
But I'm definitely not satisfied with just letting things be.
When Ragnarök comes, Asgard is going to be thoroughly fucked.
Even if I survive, I don't want to go from God-King of Asgard to village chief of New Asgard.'
[Considering your lifespan, you may very well forget about your life on Earth.
After all, you were a human for only 30 years. Three thousand years from now, it'll be surprising if you even think about it.
Well, considering your divinity of wisdom, you won't forget it, but you'll definitely ignore it.
And greed is good, Master. Ambition is necessary. Changing the fate of Ragnarök is easy for us.
This is just the MCU. Fate isn't omnipotent here. Surtur is strong, but if you far surpass him in strength, he won't be able to do anything.
The Viltrumite gene project is already under research.
Once completed, you can boost the strength of all Asgardians.
An army of 10,000 Viltrumites, armed with the strongest tech and magic, would be enough to scare off any enemy.
Even Thanos would be nothing more than a roadside thug.]
'You speak wise words, Raph~. I'm leaving it to you to make me the strongest then.'
[Of course, Master~.]
"Brother, are you getting married? Are you going to live in the jungle now?" Hela asked.
"Hela… I am not a woman.
I will live in Asgard.
Freyja will come live with us later.
And what do you mean 'jungle'? Vanaheim is just… more attuned to nature." Hela, I also think the same, but you are not supposed to say that shit out loud, especially when we are here in Vanaheim.
Anyway, the engagement was announced, and the parties began.
But there was a problem: Aesir parties are drowned in ale.
And even though I was the prince and the man of the engagement, they didn't let five-year-olds drink.
So, I just had to sit and watch while everyone drank themselves stupid.
At least Hela and Freyja were in the same condition as me.
Oh, and Frey too. Man just exists in the background.
"Congratulations on your engagement, Your Highness," came about the thousandth wish of the day.
I turned to see who it was—Heimdall.
And unlike the movies, this guy had the palest skin I had ever seen.
Which… bothered me a little.
This world was supposed to be the same as the movies, but there were some differences.
What's next? Mutants?
Anyway, I thanked Heimdall—my future personal driver.
Then, just as I was about to die of boredom, salvation arrived.
"Magnar, you seem really bored… do you want to come with me to the library?"
Umm?
"You were talking about Vanir magic earlier. You can check out some books if you want."
My savior and fiancée, Freyja, had thrown me a lifeline, just engaged and she already understands me so well~
[Simp.]
I ignored Raph's jab and followed Freyja, Oh, and I dragged Hela along too—before she got too excited and joined a drunken brawl.
Magic was a far better way to pass time that watching some drunk guys embarrass themselves, I would join them when I can drink myself.
And with Raphael, learning spells had become one of my favorite hobbies.
Stacking more magic can never go wrong, and Raphael was also working on creating new magic spells.
But I had an idea—one that could revolutionize Asgard.
A new magic system, relying on magic circles and calculations.
With Raphael, I could use it to a cheat level, and magic circles were more straightforward making it more systematic and easy to teach.
I envisioned three core magic routes for Asgard:
The existing Aesir and Vanir magic.
The magic circle system which I (Raphael) would create.
Rune enchantments—simplified and integrated into Asgardian society.
I have a dream, I wanted runes to become so common that even Asgard's toilets would have cleaning runes embedded in them.
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