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After my battle with Thor, things changed for the better.

I was basically welcomed to Asgard with opened arms, just because I had battled their prince honorably.

Though I was a bit salty I didn't manage to hurt him nearly as much as he hurt me.

I even used on my strongest magical spell, Hellfire.

Which I got from one of the many dungeons I had completed.

Nonetheless, I suppose the result of the match was favorable.

I got my chance to meet Odin, after the feast the King himself was throwing in my honor, which if you asked me it was a bit too much.

But, considering they have at least a weekly feast, maybe is not that important.

"You battled like a true warrior," Sif said, snapping me out of my long reverie.

"Thanks." I smiled.

"So, are now Midgardians as strong as you?" Sif asked with a smile.

"Well, no." I chuckled. "I can count with one hand how many humans are around my level." 

"Well, still a surprising feat." Sif nodded. "In my one thousand years, I have never witnessed a human with such prowess in battle."

"Well, you know us, ever-evolving." I smiled.

"I suppose that is true." Sif nodded.

Here goes nothing, "So, while we wait for the feast, care to give me a tour of this wonderful place you call home?"

"Is this how humans court each other?" Sif snorted, raising a single eyebrow.

I chuckled. "Who said I am courting you?" I challenged.

"Fair enough." Sif chuckled. "Let's start this tour human."

Our tour started at the place I was apprehended, the main plaza, which now looked more beautiful without people poking me with spears and stuff.

"Here was where we captured you, which now I know, it would've been a whole more difficult had you not been so cooperative." Sif began.

"Isn't that a general rule, people that don't resist are usually easy to capture," I replied.

"I suppose, but regardless of that, you made our job remarkably less messy," Sif stated.

"So is Midgard bigger than Asgard?" I asked.

"Yes," Sif replied. "Our planet is small compared to Midgard. But, is bigger in other senses."

"Army-wise, I suppose," I replied.

"Indeed." Sif smiled.

"So now what?" I asked.

"Now we go to the market," Sif replied, and so the tour continued.

I had to admit, Asgard was beautiful beyond anything I had ever seen. It was mesmerizing, heck, I was even considering in buying a vacation house here, if my money was any good here, I had no idea what Asgardians considered valuable or not.

Eventually, our tour came to an end at the gates of Odin's feast hall.

"And here we are," Sif said looking at the gates.

"The feast already started?" I asked, hearing the sounds of music and people inside.

"Yes, feasts usually start before the guest of honor arrives, it is considered an insult to show the guest to the party before it begins." Sif nodded.

Huh, cultural differences. "Well, let's not keep the people waiting." I grinned.

"Let's not." Sif nodded, as I opened the gates.

"Human, welcome." Odin's voice boomed through the audience, as I walked inside.

"A pleasure to meet you." I bowed ever so lightly.

"Come, take a seat beside my son." Odin smiled, pointing to where Thor was seated.

"Here buddy!" Thor smiled, waving at me like a kid that had saved his best friend a seat.

"Here here!" Volstagg echoed him.

"Thanks." I bowed once again, and walked towards Thor, as I eyed Loki, who seemed to be side-glaring at me.

"Alone with Lady Sif huh?" Fandral chuckled. "You must have a death wish."

"Unlike you, he can keep it on his pants," Sif replied before I had the chance.

"It was one time! ONE!" Fandral replied in an insulted manner.

"So, how's the food?" I asked, taking a seat beside Thor.

"Delicious, put your feeble Misgardian lips of this mighty Asgardian chicken and see!" Feeble… this bitch.

Ignoring his lack of social tact, I grabbed a piece of chicken and bit into it, it was good, very good, but nothing like out of the park, I had tasted better chicken on earth. "Top five, but not the best," I said.

"Are you saying the mightiest chicken is on Midgard?!" Thor asked, looking at his chicken in shock.

"Indeed." I nodded.

"It settled, I must visit Midgard with you when you go back, I'll stay on your castle!" Thor exclaimed.

"I wanna go too!" Volstagg shouted.

"Same, Midgardian ladies need a bit of Fandral," Fandral smirked.

"He isn't coming,"  I stated.

"Wise choice," Hogun nodded.

"Hey!" Fandral pouted.

"I concur with Hogun." Sif smiled.

"You guys are mean." Fandral sighed, as he stood up and walked to the drinks.

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[Odin Borson - POV]

Alex Walker, the apprentice of Yao, now known as the Ancient One if memory serves me right.

I wonder, why is he here?

It has been some time since the last Midgardian came to Asgard, a few hundred years.

Though, I wasn't sure if he was a human.

While I knew he came from Midgard, his spiritual energy gave a different reading, one that I couldn't quite figure out what it was, or where it came from.

But one thing was for sure, whatever I was feeling, it was older than me.

Perhaps older than Asgard itself.

"You've been staring at the Midgardian for quite a while," Frigga muttered into my ear. "Is there something wrong?"

"No." I shook my head. "Just watching him and Thor become friends." 

"He's strong," Frigga commented.

"He is," I nodded ever so lightly. 

"What do you think he wants? He did say he wanted to talk with you." Frigga said.

"I don't know, but I can't wait to find out," I replied, in all honesty, I had no idea what his motive for being here was, but, I had a feeling it had to do with him possessing the space stone.