1 CHAPTER - 1 { God Thor }

The sky was blue, the sun was blazing the hot rays on my face and the white clouds floated away unhurriedly.

I lowered my head and focused my eyes on the hands that clenched and released. Long fingers and a slender wrist.

The black gloves on these hands were extremely tight and thin, letting my eyes see the twitching muscle movements.

Golden lines were carved into these gloves and I could really feel the power residing inside these gloves.

"Just how?"

I muttered in silence.

SWOOSH!

My body was falling from the sky out of nowhere, and I had very little control over the situation.

On top of this, the body I was inside, or my memories were, was someone else's. I had a guess but due to the free falling my mind wasn't very reactive.

…

Somewhere in the middle of a forest, there was a small area with an open ground.

BOOM!

Right from the sky, came something crashing on that ground, putting cracks and a deep crater there.

"Ahhhg!"

Groans were heard from within the dust and as it got blown away by the wind, from the crater rose a hand which grabbed the edge of the cracked ground.

"I, I can feel my back pain."

A very tall, majestic and muscular man with long red hair, stood up from the crater.

Numerous golden patterns emanated from his hands and eyes. He wore white sash around his torso and several brown belts could be seen around his waist with one worn diagonally. He also had two leggings that go past his knees with strong metal boots.

He was literally the embodiment of a person's image of a true God.

"Is this who I am?"

Checking out his clothes and body, the man said in a low voice. It seems that he had figured out something important.

"If so, where's m-!"

BOOM

Before the man could complete his sentence, a loud explosion sound came from behind him.

As he turned his head, his eyes, which were completely black with only his pupils in greenish-yellow, noticed it.

The thing he was about to ask himself.

In a crater similar to his, a gigantic hammer even bigger than himself, was stuck to the ground.

The hammer was mostly covered in gray with golden glowing vein-like patterns and several brown carapace-like coverings, complete with a handle near the bottom of the hammer.

…

I looked at 'my' hammer, also called Mjolnir, a legendary weapon that had the power to tear apart the seas and lands and even shatter the entire Earth.

'Come… Hold me… Come…'

Suddenly, I could hear soft voices in my head which called out to me. Asking me to hold the hammer.

When I concentrated, I found that the voices were targeted to me and were coming from the hammer itself.

"I remember! Wasn't this thing a living being in the anime?"

Since I was now the Thunder God- Thor, from Record of Ragnarok, Mjolnir would also be my weapon.

"I hear you."

Nearing it, I reached out my right hand and grabbed the hammer. As soon as my hands gripped the handle, a powerful force entered my body.

The golden lines on my gloves glowed and started pulsating. Slowly, I was able to familiarize myself with this new power.

The strength that I had, was enough to push my thoughts and wake me up like I was in a long gone dream.

"Puff… Wow, just wow! So much power. I could smash a mountain and destroy it."

This body had so much strength in it that I felt like a powerhouse with never ending energy in me. The giant hammer, bigger than me, was also lightweight.

Picking up the hammer, I rested it on my shoulder like Thor did in the anime and raised my head up.

"1, 2, 3!"

BAMM!

Throwing strength in my legs, I jumped as high as I could. In a blink of an eye, I was already hundreds of meters above the ground.

I could see far in the forest horizon, the mountain ranges and plain lands.

My long red hair swayed with the strong wind, sometimes blocking my eyes but since I wasn't used to long hair, it was expected.

Then, I started descending down.

"If I was able to survive before, even after falling on my back, I should be able to land properly on my legs without breaking them."

With this thought in my head, I fell. The ground slowly but surely zoomed wide in my eyes.

BOOM!

Once again, I hit the ground breaking it into large pieces and forming a crater at the center where I landed.

The trees around were also disturbed, tree roots tangled up from the soil and dust gathered.

"Damn. This is it! This is what I always wanted in my life! Power! Hahah!"

What left was to find where exactly I was. As far as I looked, I couldn't see any towns or cities, even villages weren't there.

"Well, I think I should search for shelter."

* * *

Currently, I was jumping from one location to another in search of any town or city. Heck even a village would do.

I also needed to know which time had I come to, was it before the tournament or after that.

In both cases I knew of nothing. Fortunately, I was strong.

It was then that I saw something large move near the foot of a mountain. It was like a dark purple colored centipede monster.

"Wait, is it fighting? Against whom?"

I quickly headed towards the direction of the gargantuan centipede and watched with a slightly astounded face.

It was a man fighting against that monster centipede. One thing was noticeable, the monster was losing.

But the thing that made me stunned was the man. Because I somehow recognized the man's appearance.

A tall middle aged man with a very muscular build, spiky gray hair, and a slight beard.

He wore bulky armor with large shoulder pads, a large cape worn out at the bottom, and emblems of his name on his chest and the backs of his shoes. His gloves had circles on the back of his fists.

'Blast'

Blast, the S-Class Rank 1 professional hero of the Hero Association. But wasn't he in One Punch Man?

If so, could it be that I am not in the Record of Ragnarok world but in OPM?

'There's a high probability of it. That must be the Elder Centipede.'

I narrowed my eyes and observed the battle from a distance. Blast was slowly overpowering Elder Centipede and pushing it back.

'Strong… He is… Strong…'

Mjolnir's voice echoed in my head. I nodded my head and agreed, Blast was indeed powerful.

Seeing him fight, he wasn't even going all out against Elder Centipede. If he was, I could tell nothing around them would have remained.

Blast condensed a ball of energy and beamed it at the monster, melting some scales of Elder Centipede.

"I wonder, can I beat it?"

Elder Centipede had high regeneration and was extremely tough to kill. With my strength, killing it was possible but could 'I'?

If it was the real Thor, he wouldn't have cared and just slammed at the monster. I am different.

I am me, not Thor.

My name, my name… What was my name again?