57 Sol Death

1669 AD: Asgard:

Odin was troubled, and it wasn't a recent development. For the last 100 years, he hadn't been able to look in on his daughter, his first born.

Hela Odindottir. His first child, and only daughter, born of his first Queen, Angraboda, Hela was a perfect heir. She was as fierce a warrior as himself, and detested the magical arts just as much.

She only began using her conjuration, to conjure those Necroswords, as she would call them, after she had Awakened her Divinity.

But, contrary to what he thought, she was not perfect. She went on a rampage, once Odin had decided to stop the war, and he had to trap her. In Niflheim.

No matter how much he detested the way she loved killing, he was the same. Plus, she was his daughter, he couldn't kill her. So, he trapped her, to preserve the peace in the Realms.

But now, for the last 100 years, he hadn't been able to sense anything in Niflheim, not even his daughter's presence. Even Heimdall was unable to See within Niflheim, so advanced was the barrier.

Not only that, but he, the King of Asgard, couldn't even summon the Bifrost to take him to Niflheim. It was as if Yggdrasil itself refused to take him to Niflheim. So, he had patiently waited, knowing that there were very few beings that can help Hela without his knowledge.

Unfortunately, his current wife was at the top of the list. The only saving grace, was Frigga was still alive, and Hela would never agree for Frigga to help her, even if she had to remain trapped.

This left the former Vanir King, Freyr, who had abdicated the throne for his son, Njord. Odin snorts, and shakes his head. He thinks, 'Bloody Vanir. Every 4th person is named Njord there.'

But, Hela accepting their help is even less likely. So, the next possibility was that Niflheim was being invaded by one of the other Death Gods. This was the most plausible.

'Alas, I can only know whenever this ward drops, and if it drops. At least, my Anchor spell is still working.' Odin thinks to himself, and puts the topic on he back of his mind.

Seeing Thor and Loki come from another one of their quests, Odin smiles, and orders them in. 'At least my sons are safe. Even if Baldur seldom comes to Asgard anymore.' Odin thinks, and listens to Thor boast about his might to Odin, none of them looking at the upset look on Loki's face.

'Thor is a perfect heir. Now, if only he gets off his high horse, and learns a bit humility, then he'll be the perfect King. Thankfully, my second born has no interest in the Throne, so there's no infighting there.' Odin says, listening to Thor half heartedly.

~~~

Hela has been in Niflheim for over a century now, and she was almost done with it.

For over 100 years, Hela had been floating around in Niflheim, absorbing energy continuously, without stopping. She had already finished absorbing the Death Energy from the void around Helheim, which was her palace.

And, for the last few months, she had been absorbing the energy from Helheim itself. The stones that made up her palace were converted to energy, and absorbed directly within her, so was the Goat, which put up a surprisingly good fight.

It had passively absorbed a lot of Death Energy in the past centuries that the goat was in Niflheim. Unfortunately for the goat, Hela had the higher claim to the energy, so she got it back.

Finally, about 110 years after she'd entered Niflheim, Hela was ready. She had absorbed every last drop of Necromantic Energy within Niflheim, and made it her own.

It was not easy, and even now, she could feel the energy itching to get out of her body, and back to Niflheim. Using her Magic to contain all the energy within her.. soul, which was also being helped by the Armour Baldur had made for her, Hela shouts, "PHOENIX!"

Immediately, a glowing portal opens in front of her, which she passes through without delay, and comes out into Solheim, her brother's Realm.

~~~Baldur POV~~~

On the unnamed sole planet in Solheim, three giant figures flash in on empty space, filled with water, and start floating above it. The water wasn't actually water, but it was the healing energies of Solheim.

The more the 'water' was used, the more the quantity of water increased, which in turn, made the planet bigger.

The three beings were none other than Phoenix, Lorelai, and I, Realm God Baldur.

"Why here?" Lorelai asks, looking around.

Shrugging, I answer, "This spot is far enough away from our palace for Hela to get her privacy, and close enough that she can come meet us whenever."

Phoenix tilts her head, and says, "This is an adequate spot for the Goddess of Death. But you'll have to put wards around to prevent the outflow of Death Energy."

Nodding at her, I do just that. Thousand miles away from myself, in all directions, is how much the ward covers. The ward will mostly isolate the area, while exchanging only a minuscule amount of energy.

Technically, Light Energy, or SolForce, cannot handle anything "Dark", but, I have Phoenix. Her presence means that SolForce is not completely Light. So, Death Energy won't actually harm me.

But, I want Hela to have her own place to rule over. Which is why, this place. Phoenix had already heard Hela yelling out for her, but since Solheim is timeless, I could take my time in bringing her here.

Nodding at my wards, making sure the work, I open a portal to Niflheim, right in front of Hela, who immediately tumbles in.

"How was it?" I ask, once Hela comes through the portal I'd opened for her.

Hela glares at me, and I can feel she's struggling to contain all the Death Energy within herself. She grits out, "I cannot hold it in anymore. Whatever you'd planned, brother, do it quickly."

Knowing that her soul still hasn't gotten used to the energy, I sigh, and pat her head, casting a spell on her.

"What did you do?" Hela asks, suspicion in her voice. But, I can see that she's a lot more relaxed now.

Waving her suspicion away, I answer, "I calmed the excited energy within your soul. It will work only for a few minutes. Now, shall we move on?"

Hela looks at me for a moment, and then nods. She asks, "What next?"

Pointing down at the water below us, I explain, "A thousand miles in every direction from this spot, will be your area. Your Helheim. I want you to conjure yourself everything you are going to need to stay here, and once we're outside the ward, begin expelling the energy."

Hela looks around, and points upwards. She asks, "And what about your energy? Won't it interfere?"

Smiling, I tell her, "I have cast a ward that prevents nothing more than a handful of energy to be exchanged between the new Helheim, and the Void. You won't get any interference from me. I want you to repeat the absorption and emission of Death Energy, while also absorbing the minuscule SolForce that gets exchanged. A few hundred repetitions, and you, my dear sister, will be the Sol Goddess of Death."

Hela smiles at that, probably imagining herself as a Queen of the Dead. This 'minuscule' exchange I spoke about will also help Solheim in general.

Solheim already consists the healing energies, and Light Energy, of Light Dimension, the fire energy of the Fire Dimension, Groot's Nature energy, which is mostly focused around His keep and the Phoenix Force.

Now, since Hela has joined us, there has to be an exchange of our energies to make her a part of Solheim. With Lorelai, I had sex with her.

Obviously, Hela is my sister, no matter our forms. So, the exchange of energies will have to be made without taking our clothes off. It will ensure that some of the Death Energy enters the void, and that some of the SolForce enters Hela's ruling lands.

But, Solheim will always have majority SolForce, while Helheim will always have majority Death Energy. Meaning despite being in the same Dimension, we will be separated.

She then freezes her smile, and asks, "How will I know when to stop?"

Lorelai, who had been silent up to that point, says, "Oh, you'll know. You'll definitely know."

Hela nods, not accepting, but not refusing either. Sighing to herself, she says, "What the hel, I should probably give it a try either way."

Saying that, I once more get to marvel at how strong my older sister is. She points her hand at the water below her, her palm facing up, and simply flicks her fingers upwards, in a 'come hither' gesture.

As soon as her fingers touch her palm, the ground below us rumbles, and Necrosword after Necrosword comes up from the ground, in different shapes and sizes. The swords move around, to form a small hill, all black in colour, which was about as big as Asgardian Royal Palace.

Once that is done, Hela frowns, and again points her palm at the hill. The Hill caves in a bit, in different places, and Hela changes the hell to resemble a castle, similar to the one on Niflheim.

Nodding in satisfaction, Hela then turns around, and spins her hand around herself, throwing giant Necroswords from her hand, conjured directly. She plants the swords all around her castle, about a mile within the wards.

Once done, she crosses her hands, and brings them down with a snap, sending a wave of magic from within herself.

The wave of magic connects to the swords buried around her castle, and connects the swords to each other. This magic, then Conjures rocky plains, connecting every spot within the wards with black ground. It was as if the ground was pulled up from the sea of SolForce water.

Dropping down on the ground, right in front of her castle, Hela looks up at me and smirks at me.

It barely took a minute for Hela to completely conjure a hill, and a castle within it, for herself, and then surround the castle with lands too. All without using the store of Death Energy within herself, and only by using pure Magical conjuration.

Smiling at her, as Lorelai was looking gobsmacked, I say, "I really am glad you did not use your conjuration much during our spars, Hela. You would have definitely won."

Heck, I don't think many Individuals can actually win against Hela, except for the SkyFathers of different Pantheons, Phoenix, and Lady Jord. Well, and me, but I do count myself as a Skyfather.

Hela glows at the praise, and says, "Don't underestimate yourself, brother. I know that you can still kick my butt as I am now."

Lorelai gets out of her shock, and says, "Yes, but he is the Ruler of this whole Realm. Even I, the Goddess of Love, who has stayed here for millions of years, will find it hard to survive against you, Hela. And you're only going to get stronger in a few million years."

Hela smirks, and says, "Well.. no surprise there. I am the firstborn of Odin. As much as I hate him, he is a Skyfather."

Shaking my head, knowing that the topic is sensitive, I say, "Well, all the best, sister. Call for me once you're done. I will need to announce you again."

Saying that, I flash out of there, using the Phoenix flames, with Lorelai and Phoenix following right behind me.

We will have a few million years for ourselves, and I have the perfect task for us to do.

Picking up Lorelai on my shoulders, which makes her squeak, I move towards Phoenix, and say, "Well, Hela's back to Solheim. Now we can relax. Properly."

Phoenix smiles, and burns her clothes off. I never get tired of looking at that. As Lorelai reaches down to pinch my butt, I smack her own butt and burn her clothes off.

"Hey! I liked those clothes!" Lorelai says, complaining. Phoenix shuts her up with a kiss, and flashes all three of us to the bedroom.

It's good to be a God.