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

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“What is grandfather planning this time?” Hel wondered.

“Haven’t you noticed? Since eons already… He wants more than just ruling, he wants to become the Absolute.” Sighed Loki. “She crushed the Titans because he wanted to rule above them all, even helping me kill his own son… He’s a monster amongst monsters. Compared to him, we are innocent little chicks recently hatched from our eggs.”

“You’re being overly ambitious as ever. But I’ve given up in trying to stop you long ago. I’ve also realized he won’t simply let us be forever.” Hel sighed.

Hel and Loki knew very well of Odin’s schemes and his plans. Since the beginning of this world that the wars and battles around the world had been caused by him mostly than anybody.

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The Ancient Dragons came right after, the true guardians of the world, with their hard scales, and ferocious claws and blazing breath, the dragons and titans lived in peace protecting this world from the menaces of the “outside”.

But then, amidst the many fruits, the world tree gave birth to the Aesir and then the Vanir, Gods smaller than Titans yet more intelligent and cunning, with grater elemental and magical powers and the great ability of manipulating others into doing their will.

They created humans and other races as well, spreading them through the world. With their worship, they slowly began to farm the power of humans and converted it into Divine Power, helping them become stronger… Before most of the Titans and Dragons could realize, the Aesir became incredibly strong, and waged a war against them.

An immense war that destroyed the realms, merging them together from their ruins into the world every living being is inhabiting now. The realms were split into countless pieces, and only fragments of them remained, converting themselves into gigantic continents covering the world.

The titans, one by one, died by the hands of the gods. Although the gods had many loses as well. It was a bloody battle to the death… However, ultimately, the gods triumphed as Odin killed Ymir, stealing his powers for himself.

At the end of such a war, he adopted a child, a young titan, grandson of Ymir, Loki. He decided to adopt him and leave him as his servant, detecting a great power within him… And like this, his adoptive son, Loki, joined the Aesir.

Since the beginning everything has been brought to the state it was due to Odin’s schemes and greed. Loki, after learning the truth about his upbringing and his ancestry, grew increasingly frustrated with how he was being treated. It felt as if he was merely a trophy or a pet his father grabbed from the battlefield.

He detested him for having killed almost his entire family, while those that remained alive had to hide from the gods, some becoming their slaves… the prideful titans that ruled the world in harmony with nature were near extinction.

Not only his true father was gone, but also his grandfather, Ymir, was violently slaughtered, and his body parts were used to forge the new world where every living being in inhabiting now. Meanwhile, his spine was used to forge Odin’s staff.

Loki has been simply saving such anger, he had been patiently waiting, and plotting. His revenge against Odin and his entire family of detestable hypocrites was drawing closer, after thousands of years of preparation.

Hel, as her daughter, knew very well about this. She knew of her mother/father’s anger, frustration, and her endless desire for revenge. She felt the same in many ways, but was someone that was also used to peace and tranquility brought by living in the underworld

However, she knew such conflicts were inevitable. A war was coming, and the gods would once more slaughter one another. Mortals and anything below their foot will be crushed by such a catastrophe, like mere ants.

“I want them to pay for what they did…” Loki sighed, looking into the distance. “Father, grandfather, my mother, my siblings… all those people I could had been raised with, all those people… I never truly meet.”

Loki sighed, as her beautiful face seemed completely gloomy. The more she thought of the possibility of having been raised by her true family always put her into such a state of depression, she felt like her very soul was crumbling apart.

The moment she learned she was being raised by those that slaughtered her entire family, her very concept of everything changed so much, her mind twisted several times. A never-ending desire to destroy everything started to emerge within her heart.

“Mom…”

Hel sighed, caressing her mother’s hair.

“You and your two siblings are the only things precious to me. You’re the only people… I truly care for, nobody else.” She sighed. “I hate them… I hate them all.”

Loki began to cry, her hands shaking in fury.

“I’m going to crush them all… I’ll bring chaos… Ragnarök.”

Hel sighed, hugging her, and letting her sit in her throne.

“Calm down, okay?” Hel sighed. “I’ve told you multiple times that I don’t really like when you get all homicidal.”

“Ehhh~? You’re the goddess of the underworld, wouldn’t you be happy I bring you many new friends down here?” Laughed Loki, quickly changing her expression as she was healed by her daughter’s love.

“I am the goddess of the underworld, but that also makes me the ruler of death. Death is a cycle, if you only bring death, the world will one day become stale. We need life. You need to be conscious of the things you might provoke in the future… The calamities are already an immense threat, and they’re not partially your fault either. Odin and the gods used your powers to create them so the mortals never go out of proportion in their numbers, don’t they?” Hel asked. “Are you truly intending to use such uncontrollable beasts to fight them? You can’t even control them!”

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