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3rd Awakening

The eternal flames were fully absorbed by Forseti, and the transformation of his flame power continued for several days.

Finally, at a critical moment, a subtle feeling of breaking through surged in Forseti's heart, and the divine flame power, which had been churning for so long, reached its peak.

"Boom—"

Violent flames erupted from every pore, akin to rushing magma, engulfing his entire body in a fiery storm!

Unprecedented power surged through Forseti's veins, as if a mighty river of lava had been stirred within him, prompting a joyous, triumphant howl.

The third awakening!

His flame power had finally shattered its limits, ascending to a new realm with this third awakening!

The fiery storm encircled Forseti, its surging power even causing ripples among the stars, illuminating his surroundings with unprecedented brilliance.

Beams of light shot into the universe, transforming the starry expanse into a dazzling spectacle, akin to the birth of a new sun.

Solar Flare!

Forseti's third awakening triggered a solar flare visible even billions of kilometers away.

After completing his awakening, he traversed cosmic space like a blazing meteor, leaving fiery trails in his wake.

After a while, he came to a halt, feeling the inexhaustible energy coursing through his body.

"This is the power of the third awakening..."

Looking at himself through the Eye of Reckoning, Forseti could clearly discern nine layers of energy rippling around him.

With his current strength, Forseti was confident that he could confront Surtur, the same foe he had fought alongside others not long ago, and emerge victorious.

Undoubtedly, he now stood as the mightiest being in all Nine Realms.

Forseti retrieved the Sulfuras hammer.

Following his third awakening, any residual weakness from wielding Sulfuras seemed to have vanished completely. He could now summon and retract the hammer at will, integrating it seamlessly into his arm.

Thus, Forseti decided to rename Sulfuras. Originally titled "Hand of Ragnaros the Balrog," it was now unequivocally dubbed "Hand of the Sun God Forseti."

As he roamed the universe, he took the Rainbow Bridge back to Asgard.

"By the way, there's something you might want to know. I've located another nebula," Heimdall announced.

"Oh, where is she?" Forseti inquired.

Heimdall explained, "She was apprehended by the Sovereign for theft, but was later rescued by the Guardians of the Galaxy, the mercenary team now with Thanos' adopted daughter, Gamora."

"No surprises there. The other nebula is probably with the Guardians of the Galaxy. They're known to wander," Forseti mused.

"Sovereign..." Forseti furrowed his brow, memories from his past life resurfacing.

Soon, he realized this was likely around the time Ego discovered Star-Lord.

Forseti harbored no illusions that Ego had truly forsaken darkness for light. He could easily envision Ego exploiting Star-Lord's power, just as he had in the movies, to expand his influence across the universe.

Forseti had long desired Ego's demise. In his previous life, lacking strength, and with Odin taking no action, Ego remained free to this day.

Now, with the power of his third awakening, Forseti had no intention of letting Ego slip away again.

"I understand. I'll locate the Guardians of the Galaxy myself," he affirmed.

Sure, I can help with that! Here's the revised version of the first part of the fanfic chapter you provided, taking into account the corrections and adjustments you mentioned:

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Most of the time, Ego's planetary form disguised itself as a serene and peaceful scene, but now it openly displayed its malevolent nature.

"Boom--"

The dark sky rumbled with thunder, a chilling atmosphere permeating the cold wind, adding to the ominous setting.

Peter Quill and his comrades stood together, observing the turbulent scene with unease.

"I can't believe... my biological father is a sphere!" Quill exclaimed, feeling like the recent events were a surreal, wild dream.

Not long ago, the Guardians of the Galaxy had been pursued by the Sovereign for Rocket Raccoon's theft, when Quill's long-lost father, Ego, unexpectedly descended from the heavens and effortlessly annihilated the Sovereign fleet with his immense power.

Quill had quickly embraced Ego, longing for a father figure.

Yondu, who clearly wasn't his biological father, looked on, appearing different, never claiming the title of adoptive father despite raising Quill.

However, unfolding events shattered Quill's perceptions. His biological father, Ego, turned out to be a malevolent deity who committed heinous acts, even murdering Quill's mother.

In his fury, Ego shed his disguise, revealing his true brutal nature. Throughout, Ego was driven solely by his ambitions.

"I should have told you the truth earlier..." Yondu sighed.

He felt like a failed father. After all, how could a successful father fail in nurturing a relationship with his child? How could he leave the child he raised yearning for a father he'd never met?

Peter remained silent.

In this moment, he found some understanding for Yondu and the seemingly distant demeanor he'd shown during Quill's upbringing.

"How do we even kill a god?" Gamora asked. "Or should we just wait and see?"

"Just us?" Dark clouds in the sky coalesced into a grotesque visage, glaring at the Guardians of the Galaxy. "Ignorant mortals, you are about to become the soil of this world! I will possess the entire universe."

"Boom..."

The ground split open, tendrils of blue energy emerging from the cracks, assaulting Star-Lord and the others from all sides.

"It may be risky, but it's our only chance!" Rocket Raccoon declared, producing a device the size of his hand. "Groot, take this bomb to the planet's core!"

"I am Groot!" Baby Groot eagerly accepted the bomb.

"Wait." Mantis suddenly spoke up.

"What is it?" Nebula inquired.

Mantis remained silent, her gaze fixed on the sky, the others following her line of sight.

A blaze streaked through the heavens like a fiery meteor, tracing a path towards the planet from the depths of space.