Chapter 58: Gaea's Avatar Thor Part II
Eyes followed him everywhere he went.
It was not something that was unusual to Thor in his time here in this world, or in any world. In the frozen lands of Jötunheimr, he stood out compared to the Jötnar that resided there. The Frost Giants were told, blue-skinned beasts, towering many dozens of meters above even the tallest Asgardian.
His presence was always clear to see, even from a distance.
In his time on Midgard, residing in the desert landscape of Egypt, Thor stood out for different reasons. His occupation as the chief advisor to the Pharoah of Egypt, that alone was enough to make people look and stare. The powers over the very earth in which people walked upon, that was another reason people stared at him.
Yet this time, the reason they stared was for a different reason entirely. It was the talk of the city, after all, the attack upon the Pharoah was something that captured the minds of everyone. Who would dare attack their great God, Rama-Tut?
A madman, that's who.
And where was he throughout all this?
The chief advisor the Pharoah, blessed with power over the land?
No one knew.
What made it worse, was the supposed assassin of the Pharoah was now walking directly beside him. A tall, hulking figure of a man wielding weapons many times larger than the average man as if it was nothing.
Even from this distance, Thor could hear their whispered words that carried across the wind. They doubted him, questioned whether it was he that had sent the assassin to kill the Pharoah after being dismissed from his service. Though it had not been common knowledge in the beginning, now all across the great city, people knew that he, Thor was no longer advisor to the Pharoah.
That he had been dismissed from service to the Pharoah before the assassin.
Now here he was, walking alongside said man in broad daylight.
'But that is only what Rama-Tut has allowed them to learn.' Thor thought to himself, holding his head high and making his way through the city.
It had been some time since the slaughter of the Sandstormers, the often differing viewpoints between him and Rama-Tut, once mediated by mutual respect and understanding, had broken down entirely. Thor tried to remain in service to the Pharoah, guide his actions down a simpler and more peaceful path, yet Rama-Tut did not care for his words or advice in the slightest. In fact, since the Sandstormers and the discovery that something was missing, Rama-Tut had been outraged.
Thor had been the target of such rage, not that he had cared, in fact, he had been accepting of such anger. At least it would be directed towards him and not others, yet that was when Thor learned of what Rama-Tut was truly doing.
In order to keep his dissenters quiet and silence those that spoke out against him openly, he had unleashed a powerful creature, one sharing similarities of the Draugr of Asgard. Undead and unfeeling creatures that fed upon the blood of those that could eventually lead a rebellion against Rama-Tut.
It not only removed those that were a threat to the rule of Rama-Tut, but it also showed to those who remained loyal, or quiet, that so long as they remained as such, they would be under the protection and blessing of the Pharoah. That the powerful and monstrous Demons who haunted the kingdom would never come for them next.
Thor found and faced them, defeating many and sealing them away within a powerful structure, one that was now being lorded as the work of the Pharoah. In the process though, Thor had been removed from his position of advisor and now was banished from the kingdom.
"Where next?" The large hulking man who had given his name as Killpower asked.
It was a language foreign to this kingdom, though it seemed while only being part of the whole, the divine gift of Allspeak still remained. "I show you the world and all the good that lays within it," Thor answered. "You have known only war and battle. Known only death and destruction. I said I would help provide you with a different life, guide you on a different path. Let me show you that there is so much more than you can become than simply a weapon."
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As the fire crackled in the night, Thor looked upon the sleeping figure of Killpower. It was a tragic story, he held, a child not even three years old, yet trapped within the body of a grown man. Raised and trained to be a weapon for the greed and ambition of others. Unable to live life the way he wished.
It was but further proof to him that war and all its aspects were a plague upon this world and the people residing within it. Peace and diplomacy, not chaos and war was the only way for life to flourish and grow.
"Mother, Jörð, answer my call," Thor whispered, waiting momentarily before the sand before him shifted. Forming together and growing, till the figure of Jörð stood before him, solid and real. "Is there anything you can do for him? His body continues to age, very soon, he will be a withered and frail old man, yet a child not even able to fully enjoy the joys of life."
"You do not know him, not truly," Gaea spoke.
"He is innocent."
"One who has killed many."
"Not by choice." Thor did not back down from her probing responses.
She was gauging his thoughts, trying to see if he truly believed in what he said or if there were doubts. Yet Thor did not possess any, Killpower had killed, but it was the orders he had given and the life he lived that led to him staining his hands red with blood. He would not allow an innocent child like Killpower to continue living such a life without the choice to make decisions of his own.
"Will you help him?" He pressed.
"You are not like the others," Gaea noted, moving towards Killpower. "They are obsessed with war and power, crave battle and the so-called joys that exist within it. Yet you do not."
Thor frowned. "At one time, I did." He admitted. "But I was young and foolish, a child that only read stories and did not know the truth. I have grown and learned, I have seen the wars between the Jötnar and the destruction it brings about. The deaths and the loss felt by those who live, alone without their loved ones. Is it wrong to not wish to be a part of such a cycle?"
"And what if war is unavoidable? What if this child cannot be diverted off his path? What then?" Gaea pressed, resting one hand upon Killpower's shoulder. "Will you kill him?"
"Why do you ask such a thing?"
"Because you are an anomaly amongst your brethren." Gaea's stated simply. "You do not desire or find joy in war and battle. You do not seek out a great fight that can challenge you. You do not seek new avenues of power. Instead, you speak of peace, avoid battle with diplomacy. There is no other amongst your fellow Thor's that acts the same way. I simply wonder, what happens if a Thor goes too far?"
"Then they will be an anomaly also." Though he had never met another Thor, he still held hope they could be reasoned with. That they could all come together and free Asgard and the Nine Realms from the suffering and destruction that Gaea had told him of. He did not believe that there were any that did not share his thoughts, nor that they would ever lose themselves.
"If only that were the case."
Those words though were chilling.
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