Destroying My Own Novel

“So the training starts immediately it seems,” Mykel walked toward Freyja to look at Aurea’s condition. He was surprised that Aurea was dead again even though her body was unscathed. He then brought her back to life again. “How was it this time?” Mykel asked as he looked at Aurea who slowly opened her eyes.

“It was still the same. Her skill is taking over her senses, and that might be the only problem here. Whenever she used her Wrath skill, she turned into a crazed monster even though she could think and speak, but she couldn’t think clearly the more anger feed the Wrath skill,” Freyja answered with her arms crossed as she looked at Aurea and stood up. “It would be nice if there’s something to prevent that skill from making her like that,” Freyja wondered.

“That’s going to be hard since the Wrath skill itself is like a curse. Preventing her from getting angry would make the Wrath skill useless. She has to be able to think clearly even if she was blinded in rage, and that’s why she has to get used to it,” Mykel replied and explained how hard it was to deal with it. “Although, this might be able to help,” Mykel walked toward Aurea and activated his [Infernokinesis]. He sealed her [Wrath] skill so she should be able to focus on fighting cold-headed.

Aurea felt something was missing inside her, but then Mykel explained to her why he sealed her [Wrath] skill. He wanted her to get used to fighting a dire fight without relying on anything else but her head. He believed if she managed to overcome her limit and experienced no matter how dire a situation she was in, she should prioritize her composure.

Freyja agreed to the idea and believed it might work. Once Aurea could fight with a clear mind under her subconsciousness, she might not be affected by her [Wrath] skill even if she was blinded by rage.

Aurea found it helpful and believed Mykel’s words without a doubt.

“Why are you here anyway? Are you done exploring all the worlds?” Freyja asked.

“No, we came here to ask you to bring us to Vanaheim. I haven’t seen your brother and your father after all,” Mykel answered.

Freyja raised her eyebrows and she was shocked that Mykel wanted to see them. She then opened a portal for them to Vanaheim, and somehow she looked a bit happy about it.

Mykel entered the portal and then followed by the others as Freyja and Aurea watched them. As soon as they all left, Freyja started training again with Aurea until Freyja believed it was the right time for Aurea to use her [Wrath] skill again.

The Vanaheim looked similar to Folkvangr, and the forest wasn’t as ginormous as Alfheim. There were so many rock mountains, but to their surprise, there was a big city on top of the rocky mountains that connected one mountain to another.

“Is that where people live?” Sven asked.

“It used to be, but most of them have moved to Asgard since Vanir and Aesir have lived in peace. At least on the surface,” Mykel answered as he looked at the city.

“What’s this Aesir and Vanir? I remember there’s also Jotunn,” Jeanne asked.

“There are two types of Gods in Norse, and those are Vanir and Aesir. Vanir Gods have the ability to predict the future and are associated with magic while Aesir Gods are more like Gods that focused on power and destruction. Aesir fought Vanir and managed to dominate them and became the highest being in the Yggdrasil Tree,” Mykel explained as the others listened to him with serious expressions. “There are also 4 beings other than Gods, Jotunn as giants that are as strong as Gods, Dark Elves, Light Elves, and lastly human,” Mykel continued.

“So who rules over this world?” Rozan asked.

“Njord, Freyja’s father. He’s the God of the sea and former husband of Skadi,” Mykel answered. “But Skadi isn’t Freyja’s mother,” Mykel pointed out before anyone asked that question.

Mykel explained the history of Vanaheim to them as they flew to the mountains and checked out the city. They realized that Vanaheim had turned into a ruin and only a small number of Vanir Gods stayed in Vanaheim. The Vanir Gods still held a grudge against the Aesir which was why some of them stayed behind since they didn’t want to associate with the Aesir.

They were told that Freyja had a twin and that his name was Freyr, a manly version of Freyja. They were curious about what Freyr looked like. Mykel also told them that Freyja was forced to marry Odin as a trophy for his victory since Freyja was the one who led the Vanir against the Aesir. Njord and Freyr were thinking of a way to pay Odin back for what he did.

They looked at the ruined city with a few Vanir Gods living in it. They were surprised to see unfamiliar faces that had come into their world. They were suspicious since they could feel ominous auras from Mykel, Jeanne, and especially Elena that overwhelmed the other two.

“You said that they’re more focused on magic? Can I stay here then?” Rozan asked Mykel.

“If you want, then you can stay here,” Mykel answered as he nodded his head.

“Stop right there!” A man with long brown hair stood in front of Mykel. He had a muscular body in leather armor with a sword in his hand and a hog following behind him. “Wait, are you perhaps, Mykel Alester? The rumored prophecy?” he asked and looked at Mykel with a surprised expression.

“Yes, and I’m the one who almost killed Odin,” Mykel answered as he nodded his head. “Also, I’m the one who take your sister from Odin,” Mykel continued.

The man was Freyr, and he didn’t look like Freyja at all even though they were twins.

“I see! Then please come with me! I’ll introduce you to father!” Freyr smiled so widely.

Freyr guided them all to the other side of the city, but when they thought they had reached their destination, Freyr flew down. The city was never Njord’s place, and he preferred to stay near the ocean. When they all looked in the distance, they saw a beautiful vast ocean with no end to it.

They all followed Freyr down and saw a castle near the ocean, a castle that looked like a sand castle. Freyr didn’t guide them into the castle, he brought them to the shore instead. Suddenly a giant tidal wave like a tsunami that could swallow a whole district with it appeared, and there was a man bigger than the wave that appeared behind it. He was Njord, the God of the sea and wind.

“Holy shit… he’s big…” Rozan said with his eyes wide open.

“That’s not even his final form. Njord can become as big as the sea itself,” Mykel replied as he looked at Njord staring at them from the distance.

“That’s right. Father is the sea itself, and he prefers to live in the sea rather than on the land. He’s the one who protects Vanaheim from an outside threat,” Freyr answered proudly.

The wave kept coming and it didn’t look like going down at all, in fact, it grew even bigger and bigger that the sun was covered by the wave. Rozan and the others started to panic because they didn’t want to get swallowed by it and die from drowning.

“Father wants to see how strong the prophecy is, and I believe he challenges you, God Mykel,” Freyr said with a smile on his face.

“I could see that,” Mykel said as he raised his hand and pointed it at the wave. “It’s better for you guys to stay away from me,” Mykel continued.

Mykel kept pointing his hand at the wave while Jeanne and Elena looked at the wave that was approaching. They realized that the wind became fierce and blew toward Mykel until the wind suddenly disappeared with the air in it. Mykel then released all the accumulated wind and flew toward the wave and made a loud and deafening whistling sound.

The moment the wind hit the wave, the whole wave got dispersed and there was a giant hole in Njord’s chest that exploded his whole body the moment Mykel let the wind loose. The shockwave when he released the wind destroyed the mountain behind him and Njord’s castle into rubble.

“That should be enough,” Mykel said as he looked at the ocean had turned into a dried land since he sent the water far away.