Chapter eight : he, who smashes.

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This is purely a work of fiction. Not meant to offend or incite, but to entertain and maybe inspire.

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HE, WHO SMASHES!

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The horns trumpets blared. Massive, resplendent polychromatic portals appeared all around the battlefield. It was our call home. Well for some of us. The others would stay to carry out some more minor missions, but my expedition was done here. Stepping through the bifrost portals, we once again appeared in the waiting sections. Under each banner of a god was a purple portal that led to the residence. And there were also these guys.

"Whoooo! Brothers welcome!"

"Oldman, you live again!"

"Hahah, I'm just that strong"

"Not stronger than me, I slayed an army of giant insects"

"I slayed the queen insect, haha!"

"Wasn't warrior Hulk the one to do that?"

"Of course, but I share a legion with him. You know what that means?"

"Aye, His glory is our glory too!"

"Mighty hulk! He's my true brother, look at our matching physiques"

"Hahah! The only place your physiques match is in the dark."

"Brothers, did you see him share a drink with the Valkyrie?"

"Ohhh! Even the Valkyries are not safe from his hands"

I wonder what life would be like without these guys. You just can't dampen their moods, but I guess they're in heaven, meeting their gods and angels, it would be strange for them not to be constantly joyful.

Passing through the purple portal, the residence became visible once again, the golden orange rays of sunlight peeking through deep blue clouds. The rays of light reflecting upon the calm clear waters of the shores. The fine carpet of cotton soft grass swayed along with the wind, beautiful flowers of all colors standing out amongst the vast green. The fresh air lingered with the scent of blooming flowers. The various, humble looking wooden cabins surrounded by the shades of the large fruit bearing trees. You know sometimes, I forget that this place is supposed to be heaven. It has moments when it's calm and peaceful.

I wanted to clean myself of all the dirt and blood still stubbornly stuck to me. I approached the shores of the island, throwing a high five here and a fist bump there.

I stabbed my sword down into the ground, unfastened my upper armor and leapt into waters. I let myself sink into the deep reaches of the fresh waters. Exotic marine life of all kinds floated past my eyes going about their business. To be honest, they were beautiful, from the glowing white fishes, to the smiling turtles that swam with its young.

I hit rock bottom and just stayed there. Breathing didn't bother me, my improved lung capacity was no joke.

Have you ever tried sleeping underwater? It has a certain serenity to it. Thoughts I had pushed to the back of my mind came floating up again.

I wondered how my mom and brother were. I won't say it out loud but I really miss them. They're the only family I have. I need to get stronger, I need more power and achievements to reach a point where I could do whatever I wanted to and not fear the consequences. I wanted enough power to not be bound by whatever means, power to utterly destroy all obstacles in my path.

Maybe that's the true reason why I even turned into the hulk. Maybe my need for strength was so pure, primal and so focused that I managed to do the impossible and made this power respond to me and channel it into my very being.

I know for a fact Odin had tried this with many others before me. Hoping to create someone like the gamer the Hoe guy, whatever his name was again. The results? Failures beyond failures.

I pushed myself to my feet, causing waves to spread out. With one jump, I shot out the waters causing even more splashes and waves. I landed next to sword. Pulling it from the sands I looked upon its scratched exterior and chipped edge. This blade served me well, but I could tell it wouldn't last much longer. I made my way over to my cabin, preparing for tonight's banquet.

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The air was filled with the joyous, loud voices of warriors. Honey scented mead spilled from overfilled wooden mugs. The tables were filled with an abundance of food. The mood in the great hall was celebratory. I call it great because it was one massive hall that large enough to accommodate thousands of warriors.

The angels blew the trumpets to rhythm. The drums rung along.

The Valkyries flew down, landing on the the decorated stage, the raven haired Rasgrid taking the center.

She wasn't donning her armor—none of them were. Rasgrid wore a simple yet glamorous blue dress that clung to her well proportioned body and magnificent bust. An intricate silver crown adorned her head, raising her cup lightly she began, "Lord Odin has seen your performances. All your acts of immense bravely have been noted. Everyone who has participated in the battle will be well rewarded."

The warriors cheered.

"Odin!"

"Valhalla!"

"King of gods!"

As their cheers began to fade, Rasgrid spoke again. "There is one more thing gallant warriors. Some of you here have attained enough accomplishments to be granted a promotion.

I will announce the warriors that have ascended to the inferior rank. Come to the front as you are called"

Silence. For the first time since I came to Valhalla I was hearing the sound of pure silence. These bastards were actually nervous! Can you believe that? Hah! Oh man, look at their faces. Someone's sweating up a river right now.

"Lotrov of Ullr's legion!" a bald headed guy with blue tribal markings over his eyes and a thick black beard stood from his spot and walked to the front.

"Mikhail of Odin's Legion!" A red headed large frames man with a thick braided beard also rose from his seat, casting me a grateful(?) glance as he walked to the front. I remember the guy as one of those who followed behind me.

More names were called, four more to be specific.

The Valkyrie's gaze roamed the hall, as though searching. And when she met mine, she smiled.

"Hulk of Odin's Legion!" about time, I rose from my seat and surprisingly the jocks cheered for me.

"Oh! Mighty hulk!"

"Green warrior!"

"Waah! The Unstoppable!"

I stood on the stage lining with the other warriors.

"You have ascended to the inferior rank starting from today. I will be expecting your performances on the more hectic battles from now on." Rasgrid spoke, gesturing behind her "This dagger is a symbol of your new rank."

The golden haired Reginlief who was garbed in a red dress walked forward handing each warrior a bronze dagger. Over the dagger's length were intricate runes.

They then brought forward small bags of gold coins, handing out a bag to each individual. Then came the minor speech, the thunderous cheers, the upbeat party music and jubilation.

"Brothers let us visit anaheim!"

"Aye!"

"Brother Hulk, will you follow us to Anaheim? There will be enjoyment of all manner out there, mead, wenches and even more wenches!" this guy was so drunk I wondered how he still held his cup up.

"He got promoted after only one expedition!"

"Aye, warrior Hulk is my blood brother"

"Oldman, you're at it again"

The banquet progressed to the later hours. The music slowly came to an end marking the end of the ascension ceremony.

The more sober warriors dragging their drunken buddies along back to their lodgings.

I walked up to mine, noticing the Valkyrie Rasgrid standing next to my cabin. The moonlight was weaved around her inky black hair, her brilliant smile not losing out to the shine of the night stars.

"Warrior Hulk" she playfully curtsied, pulling at the sides of her dress, instead of the normal chest pound.

"Resplendent Rasgrid, the light in your lovely smile makes the moon look dim in comparison" I smiled in return(holysh¡t, Shakespeare would be proud)

She laughed, pushing a lock of her hair behind her ear "You seem to be getting better with you compliments, why you could very well charm a fire serpent"

I snorted at that. "What brings you to my humble abode, fair valkyrie?"

"Well, you're now an inferior ranked warrior, a better lodging is assigned to you to represent your new status. And I did tell you I'd show you around Valhalla did I not?"

"Yes you did"

She wrapped her arms around my hand tugging me along.

"Come on then, the night is still young."

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I've never been to Vegas, I've heard great stories about it, I've seen countless movies about it but I've never been there.

This place could well be the God version of Vegas.

Magical lights brought day to the dark. Magnificent establishments that you'd never expect to exist in Valhalla were everywhere.

The streets never slept, the air was constantly lively and jovial. The atmosphere was one of freedom.

We roamed the markets on horse drawn carriages, drank wantonly in the bars, jubilated the arenas, dined in the finest of eateries with food so delicious they tasted like a literal piece of heaven. I even bought a new armor set and fresh pair of sandals.

I know now why we were given so much gold.

We held hands and laughed, watching the night stars as the boat silently paddled itself through the calm waters.

"You were right, Valhalla really is heaven, but spending this wonderful time with you was even more so"

"I share the same sentiments. I haven't had this much enjoyment since when we defeated the ice giants"

The boat hit the shores, promoting us to alight.

"It seems we're back…let me show you your new lodging place"

"I'd appreciate that"

She led me to larger wooden cabin that neared the center most region of the island, where the houses were built on air.

She opened the door with a flash of runic symbols, the same kind that were written on my now glowing dagger I received earlier.

She looked like she was about to leave after opening the door, but I invited her in, exploring the house with her.

To be honest; I was surprised. I was expecting a simple furnished cabin with a straw bed. Not a well lit and subsequently furnished house, paintings and decorations hung around the interior. A fireplace provided adequate warmth, with a single master bedroom with double king-size cotton soft bed and wooden wardrobes. A well stocked kitchen and a dedicated bathroom. I sat on one of the kitchen stools, admiring its craftsmanship.

"Warrior Hulk" Rasgrid called. I turned to meet her gaze. She held up a wooden crate to me, she must have stashed it somewhere earlier because she wasn't carrying it while we walked.

I took the crate and saw its contents. A gold plated T-shaped helmet and thick book on runes; circuitry and enchantments. I actually couldn't find a single rune book even while roaming the markets. Her gifts were more appreciated than I can express.

"I hope you like my gifts"

"Thank you, Rasgrid. Your presents are much more special and all I got you was this flimsy glowing flower"

"Ah, but I like the flower and the gesture behind it" She closed the distance between us. I want you to understand that this woman in a literal battle angel. Meaning she has that balance between beautiful and lethal, soft and strong. She knew what she wanted and wasn't shy about it. She's seen more war than I have on TV, she's shed more blood on the battlefield than I ever have.

"Rasgrid, you have very beautiful eyes" I said, our faces slowly nearing.

"You've told me that for the third time tonight," she joked.

"That's because it's true"

"How about you just shut up and kiss me"

You wanna know what kissing an angel feels like? It feels like walking on cloud nine. It feels like having a taste of the softest, most delicious thing in existence. This woman was the second closest thing to a God, she was an angel. Understand that my vocabulary at this point couldn't accurately define and do justice this feeling.

Her sweet fresh scent flooded my nostrils. Her soft body pushed against mine, my fingers ran through her soft, ample hair. Her hands were wrapped against my neck, as she sat on my lap, getting even more enthusiastic with her kiss.

Blood flowed through my body like it was on fire. My body became responsive, my hulk sized member already up in wild anticipation.

She pushed her abdomen against it, unrestrainedly feeling it. I could feel her smile through her lips, I could taste the list and sensuality in the air.

I hefted her up, earning me a cute yelp. We took it to the bedroom. Her hands unfastened my armor. Mine, tore her dress apart.

Her full, luscious cleavage stood in defiance of gravity. Her enticing bare body was smooth to the touch even her scars.

"Come, my warrior. Take me and ravish me with all your strength tonight. Let's make wonton love to the song of the stars and light of skies. Let the very gods bare witness to this lust filled union"

"As you wish, my Valkyrie. Let the ecstasy of our union drive you out of your graceful mind"

Our bodies intwinned, our heated breaths mixed. Our hearts beat in wild action. Loud erotic moans, ecstatic utterances, the  list inducing sound of flesh pounding against wet flesh and the laborious creaking of the wooden bed support sounded throughout the house. The bed was soaked in sweat and sensusal fluids.

This, this right here was the meaning of pleasure beyond words. It was an explosion of unrivaled sensations.

The night wasn't long enough, it continued over into the day and then some more.

[Saga: The Incredible, Immortal Hulk] [Synchro rate: 19%]

[Saga: The one without fear, only an all-consuming, unending fiery rage]

[Saga: The One who will not be deceived]

[Saga: the Strongest there is!]

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[Lowest rank runes: 3452]

[Inferior rank runes: 1029]

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Crack BOOM guten tag amigos.

Muahahahaha, hell yeah. Didn't see that coming did ya haha. Whoo Boi, hulk got that asgardian honey. Hehehehehe that green bastard.

Alright, we'll get into the action arc soon. Hulk will be sent to the higher battlefields, where he'll either shine or die.

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