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

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“Is this the true origin of this realm? Huh?!”

FLAAASH!

Once I was revealed the truth, the entire realm changed. It was no longer black, but its true beauty and appearance was shown. An enormous landscape filled with snowy mountains and endless forests, lakes, rivers, and a beautiful sea.

“Welcome to the Realm where all the fallen Jotunn come, and where those that still remain alive can channel our strength to keep growing stronger. We call this place Jotunheim.” Fárbauti spoke with a mysterious voice.

His true appearance was rather striking, an enormously tall and muscular Jotunn, with blue skin and sharp golden eyes, alongside some long, red hair made into braids, and a long beard. He was covered in tattoos and wore simple white leather clothes.

The size of his man, however, was immense, he reached the skies and could even touch the peak of the mountains with his fingers. Yet the Jotunn moved very little, often remaining within a single place. Many of them greeted me from afar.

“So this is Jotunheim!” I said in shock. “Wait, then what is the realm where the Ice Giants are?”

“Oh, our mortal descendants? Thankfully they have not been targeted by the Aesir and are seen as simply another race. Ice Giants live in Niflheim, Fire Giants lives in Muspelheim. There are others as well, such as the Mountain Giants and the Forest Giants, those two groups dispersed the most everywhere.” Laughed Fárbauti with a rather carefree voice.

“I-I see…” I felt slightly surprised.

“Hey why is the newbie not using her true form?”

“She’s too small!”

“Come on girl, let it all out!”

“My true form?” I wondered. “Oh, you mean the gigantic form?”

FLASH!

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It was just me but bigger I guess, though my clothes were mostly made of shadows, and there was this HUGE moon behind me, looking more like a Halo. Oh, and my eyes were pink for some reason.

“The Moon herself is here everyone.”

“Damn girl, you look stunning!”

“She has a literal moon behind her…?”

“Wow father went crazy with her design.”

“I wasn’t designed by anybody! Also do you Jotunn always talk with jokes?!” I sighed. “You’re like worse than dwarves.”

“Relax a bit dawg.”

“Not like she can do anything, she’s still so small…”

“Hey do the half-moon! Hahahaha!”

They were seriously a group of jokesters.

“Anyways, forgive them, it has been a while since we’ve had a new sibling to tease around.” Said Fárbauti. “You’re here not just to talk with us though. Now that you’ve seen our history and the origin of this place, you must make a connection with the Core.”

“The Core?” I asked.

“It is the crystallization of all our Soul Power concentrated at the center of the Realm. If you make a connection, you can slowly draw our powers and become stronger.” Fárbauti said. “I have not the full details, but it seems that father has bet it all on you.”

“Yeah, I do wonder why he choose me.” I sighed.

“Well, my granddaughter has given you her divine protection so I immediately trust you.” He said. “My little Hel is very introverted, but if she trusted someone enough to give you her divine protection, then you must be a good lad! And now father gave you his very last soul fragment! You’re already trusted by everyone here.”

“Oh right you’re her grandpa!” I said in surprise. “What about Loki?”

“He’s… well, he’s on his own thing.” Fárbauti sighed. “I do miss him, but I barely had any time to see him as well. I only see them through visions sometimes. I have never had the opportunity to talk with them, sadly. Although I do know they pray to me, for some reason. My son seems particularly hurt about our kin’s defeat and seems to be cooking a rather intense revenge against the Aesir.”

“Oh, does that include the Calamities?” I sighed.

“…Most likely. I can’t say I agree with his methods though. He has good intentions, but the way he disregards the lives of mortals is worrying. His Calamities might be powerful enough to destabilize Fate itself and could even fight the Gods if they grew strong enough, but the need for them to slaughter so many innocent lives to achieve that level of power is… not something we agree on.” Fárbauti seemed worried about his son’s fall of grace.

Loki seemed to be growing more and more insane as time went by. His divinity being Chaos itself didn’t helped either.

“I see… I guess that’s right. I might have to fight all his Calamities, they’re worth the EXP too.” I said. “Though some of them are good as well, it all depends in their mentality. Some are just really evil, others are neutral, some are lovable. My daughter and a familiar I have are Calamities.”

“Huh? Y-You already have two at your side?!” He was surprised. “Heh, I guess you’re really a chosen one then!”

“And I’ve got another, a little friend, she’s really cute and innocent, a child bestowed with a power she cannot handle yet. I’ve been teaching her a lot so she doesn’t cause any more unnecessary harm.” I sighed. “Though, I am fairly sure there must be more.”

“Indeed, there are many more, Loki’s… losing his own reason. We do want some sort of battle against the Aesir again, to avenge our fallen ones, but to sacrifice the entire world and the lives in there to accomplish that goal? We would never agree to it.” Fárbauti sighed, looking into a faraway tower made of ice growing in the middle of two mountains.

“Yeah… I guess you’re right.” I agreed.

“Now, let us go. Do you see that tower? It is where the Core is located. Let’s make haste.” Fárbauti said.

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