Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Manhattan, New York.

In a high-end apartment, Thor, who had just finished get off work from the clinic, was sorting out his clothes.

He took some casual clothes from the cabinet, folded them, and put them in a suitcase.

He also picked up daily toiletries and several medical classics he was reading in his spare time.

Some sealed gadgets are already in the box.

A few bottles of wine he bought when he followed Doctor Strange to Russia on business, this was a gift to Vostag.

A lady's suit bought in London is more neutral, and Schiff should like it.

There are also a few bottles of the latest men's perfume that was just released this year, which was ordered by good friend Vandalto.

Finally, there are several classic dramas on earth.

This is for Loki.

His younger brother always liked these things.

In 6 months, Thor changed a lot.

He seems to have become accustomed to wearing a suit to go to work in the clinic every day, to fight Dr. Stephen, or to treat some patients with less serious illness alone.

He also changed the original bohemian hair to a more stable hair style, even the beard was neatly repaired.

At this time, he was at home, wearing a decent men's shirt, to set off his perfect figure and muscles.

With that masculine face, Thor maintains a brave temperament while adding a touch of stability and trustworthiness.

"Are you really not going with me?"

Thor packed his packed suitcase while leaning against the door, carrying coffee and looking at his astronomer, who was also his prospective wife Jane:

"Don't you say that you long for Asgard's exotic scenery? There are also unique astronomical wonders..."

"I have a temporary project."

Jane took a sip of coffee, and she flicked her hair, looking at her boyfriend in an amorous gesture.

Thor belongs to the kind of man who will attract women's attention wherever he goes.

Since Thor entered Stephen's clinic, he has become a high-income person on this land.

Coupled with Dr. Stephen's clinic, there are some high-end figures.

The combination of several factors has given Jane Foster a very urgent feeling in the last six months.

There are many women from high society who are coveting their boyfriends. Thor has received at least 17 letters with perfume and even exaggerated private photos in the past month.

There are other women watching, Jane naturally has to fight.

Astronomers who had been busy with work before also began to spend time on their personal image.

I even bought a lot of cosmetics that I didn't care much about before.

Fortunately, Thor belongs to a very loyal man. Although he lost the power of Thor and turned him into a mortal, the advantages of being an Asgard are still there.

He always swears at his female patients and never goes to appointments without telling his girlfriend.

This gave Jane a sense of security.

But Jane is well aware that a creature like a man cannot stand temptation...

Just look at Merlin and you will know that excellent people are also a pile of emotional debt.

Thor is going back to Asgard this weekend. His father Odin is ill and he must go back and see.

This application has been approved by Heimdall, the goalkeeper of the gods.

To be honest, Jane really wanted to go back with Thor.

Because she heard that Thor had a sweet-skinned lady in Asgard, it is difficult to say whether the two will be revived after they meet again.

But unfortunately, she had a temporary project these few days and could not go away at all.

And Jane is also a smart woman.

She knows that if you want to grab a man's heart, you can't restrain him. The tighter you catch, the easier it is to lose.

Watching Thor put the suitcase in the corner of the house, Jane set aside the coffee cup in her hand, and she stepped forward to hug Thor from behind.

She said softly:

"I'll confirm it first, you won't go back this time?"

"will not."

Thor smiled. He turned around and hugged his girlfriend's slim waist. He whispered:

"There is my life, my work, and my... lover, how can I leave you behind?"

Jane looked at Thor and looked at the love that appeared in Thor's eyes. She smiled, tipped her toes and kissed on Thor's lips. She stretched out her hand to untie Thor's shirt and undress him.

She said on the side:

"I said, if something happens to you and Ms. Schiff... then you better not tell me."

Jane blinked, she pushed Thor on the bed, and then pulled her pajamas away.

She said to her boyfriend:

"I don't want to compete with a real goddess..."

"Don't you have such confidence in yourself?"

Thor said:

"Xiefu wouldn't do such a man-robbing thing...she is a very proud woman."

"What about Thor's hammer?"

Jane's vague voice came, she said:

"Are you going to take it with you?"

"Mjornier..."

Thor took a deep breath. He lay on the bed and closed his eyes. He said:

"It stays in this world. No one can pick it up. How can I take it home."

Two hours later, the refreshed Thor dragged his suitcase and arrived at a square on the edge of New York City in the evening.

It used to be the site of the Trident Building.

In the disaster half a year ago, the Trident Building was completely razed to the ground, and later it became a memorial plaza.

In the middle of the square, there is a special landscape.

On a piece of isolated stone, there was a silver one-handed warhammer with a square head and a square head, which was smashed there diagonally.

From the day it appeared, it attracted many good people to watch.

Every day, people line up to try to pull it up.

There are many well-known heroes and public figures.

But six months later, the Warhammer is still here, and no one can mention it.

There is also rumored news that in the occasional weather with thunderstorms, there will always be lightning strikes this warhammer, but no matter how powerful the lightning is, this warhammer is unharmed.

The official explanation stated that this is a tribute to the legendary Thor Quaker Neil, and it is a replica.

But only a few talents know that this warhammer, which is used as a work of art display, is the real Quake.

Legendary weapon from Asgard's domain.

"Uh"

Thor's fingers touched the familiar Warhammer.

He closed his eyes and allowed his fingers to slide on the surface of the Warhammer. A flash of a flashing arc flashed between his fingers and the cold metal.

He is familiar with every part of the Warhammer, just as he is familiar with his body.

This thing once belonged to him as a symbol of him.

But now, it no longer belongs to Thor.

In Thor's finger contact, this silent warhammer is like a dead creature that is no longer active.

It looked at Thor as if it were a stranger who was nothing special.

Thor's expression was calm.

In 6 months, he has accepted this reality from the bottom of his heart.

He is no longer Thor, he is just a common office worker in the Manhattan area, an ordinary person living on earth.

He lost a lot and waved goodbye to his past.

But he also got a lot.

When Merlin left, he told him that he wanted to free the world and everyone.

Maybe others didn’t feel that freedom, but Thor felt it.

He doesn't need to hold Thor's hammer with anxiety after waking up every morning;

There is no need to worry about whether you will be abandoned by Warhammer before falling asleep every day.

He does not need to prove that he is a hero of justice.

It is no longer necessary to spend all of your time on sticking to the oath.

He lost his strength...

He got a life.

He can accompany his lover when the sunset is full of sky, talk and laugh, and easily share each other's story today.

He can spend a whole day in the laboratory and study the boring but useful medical knowledge with Stephen.

He can even sleep for most of the day when he is exhausted, emptying his mind without worrying about being eroded by burnout.

He doesn't need to worry, he spends every day in a profound self-review and self-doubt...

"Without a warhammer in heaven, I can become a better **** by waving it..."

Thor withdrew his finger from the surface of Thor's hammer, and he looked at his past partner.

He said softly:

"It is not the oath that determines our destiny, but the action."

"Thank you, Merlin."

"Thank you for helping me remove the shackles..."

Thor took a deep breath, took a step back, grabbed the suitcase, raised his head, and looked at the stars in the evening.

Since the day Merlin disappeared, the star sea of ​​this world has become very clear and very pure, so Thor can raise his head and see the constellations in the star sea.

The Phantom of the Tree of the World...

A special astrology that only Asgards can understand.

Well, Jane can understand it now.

Thor’s girlfriend grew up on the earth, but she has a sensitivity to the stars that is difficult to describe. If she was born in Asgard, Thor can be sure that Jane will definitely become the best astrologer.

"Heimdall!"

Thor shouted:

"Take me home..."

"boom"

The golden light is like a beam of light that runs through the sky and earth. In the expansion of the Rainbow Bridge, Thor standing in the place is engulfed by the light in an instant, just like entering the gorgeous sea of ​​light.

In those bright, swaying light spots, he was like a man swimming in the sea.

Moments later, Thor dragging his suitcase came out of the gate of Rainbow Bridge in Asgard’s Kingdom.

He adjusted his open suit, and flicked his hair again. He greeted the goalkeeper in golden armor, standing on the golden stone platform in front of his eyes, holding his two-handed sword.

"Hi, Heimdall, long time no see."

"Tor..."

Under the helmet, Heimdall looked at Prince Thor who returned to God's domain like a rotating star sea.

As a gatekeeper, he could clearly feel that Thor’s power had been completely washed away.

In addition to being as strong as the Asgards, he is a mortal man in every respect.

But the smile on Thor's face...

That kind of free, gentle, relaxed, casual smile.

That's what Heimdall has never seen in the past 1500 years.

Thor changed.

It's hard to say clearly what happened to Thor, but he did.

It was like a dazzling diamond shining from end to end, turned into a characteristic stubborn stone, and was thrown into the pile of rubble.

But it seems more than that.

Hard to say.

"Your father is waiting for you, Thor."

Heimdall pulled his two-handed sword from the stone platform, and turned his back, he said to Thor:

"follow me."

In the golden palace of the magnificent Asgard Realm, in the king's bedroom.

The moment Tor walked into the bedroom, he saw Friega, who was sitting next to the bed with a worried face.

Not seen for a few years, his mother seems to be getting older.

"Queen Mother."

Thor called out and awakened the day after he worried about her husband. Frigga turned around and saw the son standing at the door.

He was still tall and handsome as before, but it seemed like he was thinner, and there was no more light in his eyes.

"Tor, my son."

With joy shining on Tianhou's face, she walked quickly and grabbed her son's hand, while Thor stepped forward and gave her mother a hug.

He says:

"I'm back, mother, I miss you very much."

"We miss you too, and miss you all the time."

There was a cry in the voice of Tianhou.

She can be a tough ruler, but at this moment, in front of the closest, she no longer needs to be strong.

"Come and see your father."

Tianhou grabbed her son's wrist and took Thor to Odin's sleeping bed. She worriedly said to her son:

"Your father has fallen asleep, and it may take a while to wake up."

"How did he suffer such a serious injury?"

Probably as a doctor's instinct, Thor noticed his father's unhealthy pale face for the first time. For an old man who has lived for thousands of years, Odin has always been spirited.

But now, the king's face is extremely pale, and his face is covered with wrinkles.

He lay on the golden bed, full of rune runes, with long white hair scattered on both sides of the pillow.

Between Odin's waist and abdomen, there are wounds that have not yet healed completely.

Although in these months, the **** king has been healing himself with divine power, but the decisive blow from Merlin has indeed caused him unbearable pain.

In the waist of the **** king, in the remaining grim wound, weird light lingered.

Those black, shadow-like lights were entangled in golden streamers.

It is broken down into the most basic magic bit by bit, but this process is extremely slow.

Odin was forced to sleep in God, probably because of this.

"Your father was injured by the dark raven in order to destroy the evil artifact on which the serpent revived."

The day after Friega said softly:

"But he didn't regret it. He fulfilled his duties as a father. He protected you, my son Thor."

"The serpent will no longer recover, and you can finally break away from your predictions."

"So, my father did all this for the prophecy?"

Thor felt a little heavy at this moment, and he clasped his mother's hand.

He says:

"I never believed that prophecy, mother, I never believed that I would die in the hands of the serpent...Father didn't need to do this at all."

"No, Thor."

Tianhou held out her hand and stroked her son's temples. She said in a kind tone:

"Your father loves you very much. Although he will punish you and scold you, he loves you like me."

"For you, he is willing to give everything..."

"He is a warrior and a king. This is how he expresses his love. My father and I can no longer allow us to lose you."

"My child, you only need to live free, everything is with us."

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