Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!



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Hel's fury made itself clear within the Heavenly Realm, weaker Aesir Gods ran away before her furious aura, while those close to Odin and strong enough to stand in her way remained at the side of the Kind of Gods.

"A misunderstanding?! You knew my mother had come to visit and you planned this because I wouldn't be paying attention!" Hel furiously said.

"Hel, you might be very powerful, and your divinity might rule an essential law of this world… But that doesn't give you the right to treat your grandfather in such a manner. Be more respectful." The God of Light said, Hel only grew more furious.

"Are you declaring war now? You've done something you should had not!" Hel said, her eyes glowing redder. "I don't care if you're my grandfather, I've never considered you my family. Suppressing my religion, making me seen as a monster by the mortals… Do you think I am blind? I do know your intentions!"

"Hahah, you're hurting my feelings, dear granddaughter." Sighed Odin. "This was a misunderstanding; I do not desire war. I would never DARE wage war against my own grandchild!"

"You killed your own son and turned him into an abomination and you expect me to believe that?" Hel asked.

"Your father was the one with the idea…" Odin lamented. "Tyr was… corrupted. There was no other way, dear granddaughter."

"You…!" Hel sighed, her fury only growing larger. Her long silver hair suddenly turned into blue phantasmal flames, furious growing larger. However, deep down, she knew her father was also to blame for this, after all, it was really his scheme too.

"Thor lost his mind for a bit. He thought the Evil God was going to reincarnate soon, so he attacked your divinely protected. Do not worry, she's alive! Or well, dead? However you want to put it." Laughed Odin. "However, dear granddaughter, shouldn't you be the one offering some sort of explanation as to why your divinely protected is messing around with the Evil God's fragments?"

"I do not control her, she's free to do whatever she desires, unlike your mortal "hero" puppets." So I have no real idea what she's doing. She is free to do as she pleases." Hel said.

"So you're saying that its fine for her to commit a taboo?!" Thor confronted Hel. "Hel, you're becoming more and more twisted! Is Loki brainwashing your mind with his strange ideals?!"

"Taboos don't really exist, they're merely stupid words you say which mortals will obey. Only those that are below you commit taboos, those that are free, like my divinely protected, do not commit taboos. Rules are different with each god, we agreed to this, right?" Hel sighed, reminding the Gods of their own stupid rules. "Or did you seriously believed I wouldn't be able to find such an easy loophole within your reasoning?"

"Tch…" Thor seemed genuinely furious, and glanced at Hel so menacingly he seemed ready to attack her at any moment. "Do you think you make your own rules now?!"

"Silence Thor." Odin said. "For now, Hel… We'll let this slide, no? I will simply pretend she did not commit taboos, and you will believe that what Thor has done is a misunderstanding, alright?"

"And then what?! Will you try to send more killers after her?!" Hel asked angrily.

"What the mortals do or not… Is not my fault, they are free to do as they please! Right? This, we also agreed upon." Laughed Odin. "You just said she was free to do whatever she wanted, so my own servants are also free."

Hel felt surprised, she fell right into Odin's trap.

Now, she could only agree to his terms and let this war between gods resolve with their own mortals.

It was something that has been happening for a while now, but it seemed that as the Age of Calamity approached, this war was only going to become more intense.

"You're only pretending, you clearly desire for war, Odin! You've always wanted to attain more power, endlessly greedy old man!" Hel angrily reprimanded Odin, but he only laughed at her anger.

"Well, if you're so angered today, why don't we try-"

"That's enough, dearest father."

FLASH!

Suddenly, a distortion in space and time emerged before the gods, black, purple, and red colors mixing into a black hole that shattered space itself and then summoned the figure of a handsome young man with long purple hair and seductive pink eyes. Wearing black robes and holding upon a black staff decorated with red and purple jewels…

"Father?" Asked Hel in surprise.

"Dear Hel, how many times have I told you to not fight with your grandpapa?" Sighed Loki. "Now behave yourself." Loki patted Hel's head, glancing back at his father.

"Loki…" Odin sighed, the miasmic aura of his son made him feel slightly sick.

Although the gods thought that Loki was his true son, in fact, Loki was his adoptive son. He was the son of Ymir, the King of Titans, and one of his last and lost children, his true identity being a Titan that personified chaos itself.

Odin, however, had to keep up appearances. If only all the gods were merely the boot licking Aesir, he wouldn't really mind as much. But there were also the Vanir Gods, another whole tribe of Gods, many of them incredibly strong who ruled the other side of the world of Yggdrasil.

And of course, there were also the "Good Titans" who betrayed Ymir and joined him, they were many as well, and had joined the Aesir and Vanir in good terms. Seeing Odin lose his patience and act boldly would easily destroy the image he has created for them of a righteous king.

"That's enough pranks for today you two, let's get along, alright?" Laughed Loki, looking at his daughter with concern, and whispering to her mind through telepathy. "Dear, do not let him provoke you, that is what he wants. Be strong."

"Tch…" Odin clicked his tongue in anger, but then let it slide…

For now.

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