The Rise Of A Porter

"Where are you looking at?" Talos kicked Loki the moment he got distracted. 

Talos was half expecting it to be another one of Loki's tricks, but it wasn't. Talos had managed to hit the real Loki. It would seem like despite not having the best of relationships with his son, Fenrir's loss in such a brutal manner had shaken Loki to the core. 

"You... BASTARD!!!" Loki roared in rage.

No one had seen him in such an enraged state before. He ignored everyone and everything in his way to charge towards Arnold. The latter saw him coming and yet didn't move an inch to protect himself. 

The collision between the gods was imminent, and collide they did. It all happened in the billionth part of a second, so quickly that even the gods had a tough time watching the scene unfold.

"What happened? Why is everything so quiet all of a sudden?" Nina exclaimed and almost rushed out of the sapling's protection but Devon held her back. 

"Nina, control yourself! Nothing could ever happen to him." Devon screamed in her ear to calm her down but failed. 

Natasha took the queue and immediately blinded Nina and used her magic to make Nina hallucinate about having a dream. She didn't know what was going on with Arnold, but she knew she had to calm Nina down. If she stepped into a battlefield, filled with mythical creatures she would get obliterated in the blink of an eye. 

Loki's attack sent shockwaves throughout the planet. The people were already having troubles facing the natural disasters that were occurring continuously as the gods exchanged blows after blows. But now the planet itself had started to slowly fall apart. 

Small chunks of the planet were detaching themselves and had been turned into debris while massive tsunamis, earthquakes and volcanic eruptions plagued the parts that remained. It had started to feel as if no matter who wins the battle... humanity would be the one to lose. 

Even though the gods were worried about this outcome, if they won, they could always restore the planet like it was before. But only IF they won.

Loki was a dangerous man when he had his cool, but now that he was going berserk... no one knew what he was capable of doing. The strike he had dealt to Arnold was the proof of it. But a moment later... all of them were shocked.

Unlike what the gods had thought, Arnold was... unaffected from Loki's attack. Sure, his armour had taken quite a hit, but other than a wound on Arnold's hand, he wasn't hurt bad. However, the same could not be said about Loki.

Arnold's hand was clasped around Loki's neck, while the latter struggled like a fish out of water to get out of his grasp. But his struggles were in vain.

The armour covering Arnold's right hand was shattered. Shards of Adamantine had pierced through Arnold's skin, covering his hand in blood. Just by looking at his hand, everyone around him could feel his pain. Yet Arnold didn't even wince. Not one bit. 

His cold eyes were focused on Loki. In Loki, he saw the pain and anger he felt when Nicole was killed right in front of his eyes and he couldn't do a thing. 

"It hurts doesn't it?" Arnold whispered with an expressionless face, "When someone takes away someone important to you and you oculdn't do a thing to protect them..."

"Fuck you bastard!" Loki spat on Arnold face, "What do you know about pain? What do any of you know about pain?"

The fighting stopped and everyone turned their attention to Loki and Arnold. To their surprise, Arnold released Loki from his grasp and the latter did not make any moves to kill Arnold. Instead he fell to the ground painted with the blood of his children. 

"You are in pain?" Arnold's tone changed to sarcasm, "Maybe you are, but you should stop holding others responsible for your pain. After all, all of this pain, war, and killing exist because of your own faults."

He continued, "You are the only one responsible for your misery in this situation. Rather than taking accountability for your actions, you kept destroying others as if the whole universe was out to get you. When in reality, you were the one who inevitably led to your demise."

Everyone was surprised as those words came out of Arnold's mouth. No one could believe such words of wisdom could ever come from him. Especially when he had been more or less walking down the same path. 

Arnold then squatted on the same level as Loki, placing his hands of his shoulders, "That being said, I hope you can be a better person in the next life, becuase this life of yours was doomed from the moment you had my sister killed."

Before loki could even react to Arnold's words, the latter snapped his head in half, once again stunning everyone. 

"For a moment there, I thought you were going to forgive him." Shiva smiled as he teleported himself by Arnold's side, "Putting the drama aside, are you injured anywhere?"

"A couple of broken ribs. Nothing life-threathening." Arnold shrugged his shoulders.

He was injured but it wasn't like he could feel any pain. Also, for the final battle that was about to commence, it was for the better if he couldn't feel the pain. Otherwise, he wasn't sure if he wouldn't go insane with everything that was about to happen.

"The battle is over." Arnold proclaimed proudly, "Those who still want to fight... I can make arrangements for their funerals. If not, then stand the fuck down."

He looked around the battlefield, expecting a few people to resist. But to his surprise, no one did. All of them were already aware of his strength and willingly surrendered themselves without making a fuss. 

However, suddenly a portal opened up in the middle of the battlefield. No one knew what was happening but Shiva and Arnold immediately drew their weapons out. 

"It's so good to see you again... Shiva." A masculine voice came out of the portal, followed by a maniacal laughter, "Let's destroy the universe together, shall we?"