Revealed

A/N: Pat-reon: HelloDarkness07.

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As I fly towards the fight, I look over the Beast, not knowing who he is from all my knowledge. However, I don't have to wait too long, as even from over a mile away, I hear the Beast proclaim himself as, "THE MANGOG!" 

Whoever that is. 

As Odin gets knocked back to the ground, because of the thrown body of Baldur, Loki stands in front of them. Mangog stops a few feet in front of Loki, and looks down at him. 

He says, "And who are you supposed to be?" 

Loki opens his mouth to tell Mangog his name, "Lo-" 

"Doesn't matter. You're just another Dead God to me." Mangog interrupts, and with an impressive speed, punches towards Loki's head. Loki closes his eyes instinctively, knowing that he cannot get away from the punch, but creates a Magical shield to defend himself. 

Dropping down in between them, I create a Vibranium shield, big enough to cover my entire body, and use it to block the punch. The punch tears through the Magical shield spell like paper, and approaches my Vibranium shield. 

With a loud gong, the shield successfully defends us from the hit, but sends me skidding back a foot. 

"Never before have I been so glad to see you, Jordson." Loki mumbles, opening his eyes. 

Eyeing the bewildered beast in front of me, I say, "Well, don't get your hopes up, too much. Even I'll find it hard to kill this beast." 

"Who are you?" Mangog asks, looking towards me in confusion. 

Still hefting my giant shield, I answer, "Theos Jordson. I'm.. not from around here." 

Mangog frowns, and says, "No matter. You're still a God, and hence selfish and evil." 

Kicking Loki behind me, I allow Mangog to punch at me again. As Mangog does so, I release the Kinetic energy stored within my shield as soon as the punch connects. So it is, that Mangog is hit with the force of his own punch, and gets sent back a dozen feet, allowing me breathing space. 

As he starts standing back up, I think, 'Right, I know Magic won't work on him, and neither will any Divine Energy. He's literally built to fight Gods, like Gorr and Knull, from the looks of it. So, physical fight it is.' 

Vanishing the shield, I run towards a now standing Mangog, and jump up to knee his face. The knee connects, sending his head back a bit. But, before I land down, I get caught by a giant hand around my hip. 

"That tickled." Mangog says, grinning like crazy, and with a headbutt, sends me crashing down on the ground. 

"Urgh!" I gasp, as I land down, hard, hurting on both my head, as well as my body. 

As my body starts healing, Mangog stomps his leg on me, and begins putting pressure. Thankfully, my armour is more than durable enough to decrease the pressure I actually feel. 

He says, "Is this the best of Asgard, Odin? Where is this Thor I heard so much about? That fat one was really threatening me with this Thor's presence." 

Closing my eyes, I summon my trusty wood underneath me, and with a snap, send over a hundred wooden stumps flying at the taunting Mangog. 

Mangog gets hit by them all, at once, and is sent flying away from me. Coughing, I regain my breath, and ask Odin, "What the fuck did you do to piss him off?" 

Odin glares at me, which is pretty much useless in cowering anyone, considering his lack of arms, and that he was currently only alive because of the healers. 

Loki answers for him, and says, "Nothing major, a small genocide of a race of a Billion beings. Their malice, and the malice of any being killed by any God out there, all of it combined to form the currently approaching monster, the Mangog." 

I glare at Odin back, now knowing that of course it's all his fault, and turn back to Mangog. 

The 12 foot being lands right on top of me, with a downwards swing of his fist. Turning around it, I summon Ànemos to my arms, and immediately bring it down on his arm. 

"WHAT!?" I yell, surprised at the results of my attack before me. 

"HNGH!" Mangog grunts in pain, looking surprised at his arm. 

The Adamantine axe, made from a material said to be the sharpest in the world, and then further enchanted to be even sharper, giving it the ability to cut through Divine flesh like butter, and then Enchanted again by my own blood, to be able to cut through Celestial armour, was stopped by the bones of this Mangog. 

The axe cut through his skin, no problems there, but instead of cutting right through his bones, the axe stopped at it. 

Taking advantage of my surprise, Mangog's left arm punches me in my face, once again sending me back. I wipe the blood off my lip, and summon Astrapi to my other hand. 

Mangog just clenches his hand once, and it heals right in front of my eyes. He says, "You cut through my skin!" and he sounds honest to Queen, shocked. 

I say nothing, but run towards him, this time with Lightning and wind coursing through my two axes to give it an even more cutting power. Mangog stays in his spot, allowing me a freedom to approach him. 

With a mighty swing, I throw a wind covered Ànemos towards Mangog's knee, and as he dodges it by stepping to the side, I jump up with Astrapi raised upwards, using my momentum to add to my already impressive strength. 

Mangog catches my arm mid swing, stopping the lightning covered blade of Astrapi right in front of his face, to my surprise. I stare, wide eyed, not believing this feat of strength and speed, and am unable to even move, when Mangog puts me in between him, and the re-approaching Ànemos. 

Thankfully, while the Axe hits my body, sending me flying away from Mangog's hands, the Enchantments upon it doesn't allow it to actually cut me this time. He's not a Celestial, and he's definitely not Knull. 

"You're a resilient one, aren't you?" Mangog asks, as I stand back up. 

He lifts his fist, and as I just look at his, now Lightning covered, arm, he brings it down on my head. I cross my arms, my axes both fallen down some time, and brace for the hit. 

"Ungh!" I grunt, my knees involuntarily bending due to the force, and I have just enough time to widen my eyes, before a very strong kick to my right side, sends me flying back towards Loki, who thankfully catches me. 

I spit out blood, my body healing itself, and say, "By all the Gods out there, he's stronger, faster, smarter, and more resilient than anyone I've ever encountered." 

"Don't forget that he absorbs Magic, and can use it as if his own, no matter what kind." Loki kindly adds, while helping me stand up. 

"Jordson.. leave. This is not an enemy you can defeat, not without Thor here." Odin says, coming to stand behind us, but just a single glance at his face is enough to tell that he's a guest of just a few more minutes. 

Meanwhile, Mangog just stomps towards us, slowly, as if taunting us. Like there is nothing we can do to kill him, which is almost true. 

Looking at the body of Baldur, who has succumbed to his wounds some time during my fight, I sigh, resigning myself to my fate. 

Looks like the time for hiding is over. 

Just this very short exchange between us has told me that not even a hundred thousand more years will allow me, as a God, to kill Mangog, without any external help. So.. I should stop being a God to fight him. 

Shrugging off Loki's hand, as he was still supporting me, I say, "Odin, our deal was that I help you fight during this war, until Thor and the old man do their jobs. I'm guessing that includes keeping Asgard from being destroyed by the ugly bastard over their, right?" 

As Odin nods, I say, "I guess, I have no choice then." 

Mangog speeds up in his walk, and then advances to a jog. Giving Loki a look, I say, "Goodbye Loki, may your next life be better than this one." 

Loki looks at me with sad eyes, and nods, knowing what I'm about to do, while Odin looks on in confusion. His eyes however widen, as he turns to see Mangog approaching faster, seeing us just stand there. 

I just sigh and close my eyes, as Mangog raises his fist. In slow motion, I see Mangog's fist approach us, the single fist big enough to hit both me and Loki at once. 

5 meters. 

3 meters. 

2 meters. 

1 meter. 

As the fist slowly approaches, both Loki and I stay in our places, and Odin awkwardly ducks down to dodge the fist. 

As the fist reaches a foot away from us, I snap open my eyes, and stop the fist with my hand. My single left hand. 

They all look on, as I stop Mangog's charging punch with one hand, and not even skid back a little. I glare at Mangog, and say, "You call me selfish and evil, while not knowing anything about me, all the while killing people left and right?" 

Mangog just gapes, probably having been stopped in his charge for the first time, ever. 

With a small bit of effort, I pull Mangog by the hand, towards myself, and before he can even register it, I punch him straight on his cheek, sending him flying back way further than he sent me, straight towards the sea. 

With a sad smile, I summon my Axes and store them back in their holsters. 

"Wha-" Odin asks, mouth agape at the spectacle, and with a lot of fear. 

I just sigh again, knowing that even this is not enough to defeat Mangog. But I have to say, this is freeing. 

I was coursing my Cosmic Energy through my body, once again. For so long was I holding it back, that just this one small taste was enough to make me lose myself in the high. 

I don't, though. I'm not an idiot.

Already knowing somewhat, that Odin will ignore it, I say, "For all it's worth, I don't intend to harm Midgard, or any of it's inhabitants, including the Gods." 

Odin doesn't understand, at first, but he soon does, as soon as I start floating upwards into the air. 

My body, as it starts floating up, changes. It starts growing, slowly, from it's measly 6'7, and stops at a healthy, but still small for me, 13 feet high. I don't stop there, and make my Vibranium armour recede. 

Like nanoparticles, my Knightly armour gets absorbed into my skin, and is gone within a couple seconds. With another thought, a liquid, gray in colour, starts bleeding out of my skin, and it keeps coming. 

Bit by bit, to the shock of the spectators, the gray armour bleeds out of my pores, and covers my entire body in a new armour. 

The armour of Theos, the Guardian. 

My Celestial Armour. 

Turning around just in time to catch a sneak attack punch from a teleporting Mangog, I crush his wrist, and hold him tightly by the neck. 

As he starts struggling for air, I say, "You say you're the Judgement for Gods? Now I'm the Judgement for you! And I judge you guilty!" 

A white flash of light forces them all to close their eyes for a second, hiding the struggling Mangog, and the now terrifying Jordson, me. Whenever they may open their eyes, it'll be to find neither me there, nor Mangog. 

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Odin: 

Sky God. 

Celestial. 

Theos Jordson. 

A son of Jord, a Celestial? 

Various thoughts go through his mind, some of them wondering how it is possible for Jord to birth a Celestial, and Theos is most definitely a Celestial. He was there, when the First host came, and he was there, when the Sorcerer Agamotto defeated another Celestial. He remembers at least that much from his last life.

There was no mistake there. 

But another part of him wondered, 'Does anyone else know?' 

While he was grateful for the help Theos's presence did to Asgard's survival, he knows that Celestials cannot be trusted. And so, he does something that he might have regretted some other day. 

Summoning the broken pieces of Gungnir towards himself, he stares morosely, as they fall uselessly in front of him. Tearfully, he croaks out, "Eir. Put one of the bigger pieces of the spear on my chest. Doesn't matter which one." 

"Father, think before taking any drastic steps." Loki warns, as Eir carries her duty to her King, however injured he might be. 

Ignoring Loki, as Eir puts the top part of Gungnir on his chest, he focuses within himself, and summons the Council of Godheads. 

It takes a few minutes of waiting within the Astral Plane, before the hundreds of Godheads, the Kings and Queens of their respective Pantheons appear. 

Indra, the King of the Vedic Gods of Swarga, looks at the armless Odin, and in a drawn out tone, asks, "What is the purpose of calling us here, Odin? Aren't you in the middle of a war right now?" 

Before anyone else can repeat the question, Odin says, "Listen well, Council. I don't have much time, for I am dying. The youngest son of Jord, or whatever name you know her by, the one named Theos. He is a Celestial. I don't know how, but he is, and I just saw him in his Celestial form. Make of that, what you will." 

And with that, he disappears, both from the Council, in the Astral Plane, and Asgard, in the physical plane. This ended the reign of Odin Borson, as he dies, having left Chaos in his absence. 

Every Godhead had just one thought in their mind. 'Theos, one of the Gods, is a Celestial in disguise.' As one, every God there begins to yell in outrage, fear, anger, and malice, towards both Gaea, and Theos. 

Meanwhile, Gaea, who had also felt the Call of the Council, quietly leaves, to warn her son of this new development. 

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A/N: So. The secret is finally out. I always envisioned the secret to come out after Ragnarok. Why? You'll see, soon. It just felt like the perfect timing, you know?

Only two more chapters of Ragnarok remaining. Wish me luck! 

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