Two crimson spheres floated in Saitama's palm.
The Reality Stone—split?
Even Malekith, the Dark Elf King, had never seen such a sight.
Thor and Loki froze where they stood, their entire worldview shattered.
From the chronicles of Asgard itself, never had such a thing been recorded.
"This thing can't leave with me. Half goes to my administrator, Loki. The other half, Asgard can deal with." Saitama said.
The two crimson orbs landed in Thor's and Loki's hands.
"You're too weak. This should make you stronger. Try it," Saitama said, nodding toward Loki.
After all, Saitama wouldn't be in the Tenth World every day. Someone had to manage it, and Loki knew this land well—Asgard and Jotunheim's crossroads.
A perfect choice.
Loki looked at the Reality Stone in his palm. But instead of malice, he felt… obedience.
Perhaps, after Saitama's intimidation, the Stone's spirit had submitted.
Slowly, the scarlet liquid seeped into his skin.
Loki felt an overwhelming power flood his veins. Every cell screamed with joy and strength.
His eyes glowed faint red.
The Reality Stone—born from the Goddess of Vengeance, one of Marvel's greatest powers. Normally, it would devour its host.
But now, cowed by the bald monster, it obeyed meekly.
"This feeling… stronger than anything I've known!" Loki's voice trembled.
All his life, he had been dismissed as Odin's second son, never compared to Thor. In Asgard, a land of warriors, his cunning was mocked as a clown's tricks.
But now—because of Saitama—he had everything.
With a flick of his hand, the scepter appeared.
Scarlet energy lashed out, shattering a massive meteor into dust. Power rivaling Thor's hammer!
Thor gasped. He had seen the Aether in Jane, but never like this. And this was only half the Stone!
"I, Loki Laufeyson, pledge myself as your most loyal servant, Lord Saitama, to repay your grace!"
The Third Princess knelt deeply, humbled, grateful.
He had been mocked, ignored, scorned. Now, he was king in all but name.
The Tenth World was larger than Asgard, with its own Rainbow Bridge. Saitama had named him administrator—but in truth, he was its uncrowned king.
The King of the Tenth World: Loki!
The taste of triumph surged through him, greater than any throne Odin had denied.
Once, he had agreed to follow Saitama with half a heart. But now, after witnessing his power, he knew: no scheme could ever compare.
Following this monster was the only path.
"Oh? Seems you've grown nicely. Manage the Tenth World for me then," Saitama said casually.
Management bored him. Whether Stark Industries or a whole world, he had no patience. He only needed a place to visit when bored.
Loki's stats appeared before Saitama's eyes:
Name: Loki Laufeyson
Class: Administrator of the Tenth World, Reality Stone (½) wielder, Frost Giant Prince, Asgardian Prince, God of Mischief
Intelligence: 7
Strength: 6
Speed: 6
Endurance: 7
Energy Projection: 7
Combat Skill: 7
Justice Value: 1
Talents: [Sorcery] (Top Tier), [Frost Power] (Top Tier)
Notes: Reborn as a true powerhouse, Loki now rivals the mightiest All-Fathers.
A shocking evaluation—on Odin's level!
Every stat at the peak of Marvel's scale. True All-Father class.
"Rest assured, I won't disappoint you, Lord Saitama."
Loki rose, filled with calm confidence, exuding the aura of a king.
No longer the weakling smashed by Hulk, but a true ruler.
He looked at Thor, still stunned.
"Brother, will you give me a gift?" Loki asked with a sly smile.
"Huh? What gift?" Thor blinked, confused.
"As the Administrator of the Tenth World, I must sever ties with Asgard. So forgive me, dear brother—today, I'll make you kneel at my feet."
(End of Chapter)
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