However, after being invited to Asgard, he hadn't stopped for a moment.
No sooner had he finished fighting alongside Sif on the battlefield than he was summoned by Odin again.
Aaron had originally planned to lie in a bit longer, then return to Earth to preside over matters.
However, Loki, who was acting as the messenger, said he wanted to take his uncle to visit Asgard's Vault of Glory.
Aaron heard this.
Well, it seemed he couldn't refuse!
"Uncle..."
Walking along the road, Loki felt incredibly awkward saying that word.
He was a god over a thousand years old, yet he had to call a suddenly appearing Midgardian, who was only twenty-two, his uncle.
Was there any justice left in this world?
Loki was bewildered, but in front of Aaron, he deeply hid his thoughts.
Mainly, he was genuinely afraid of this uncle!
Not just Loki, Aaron also felt awkward.
He just wanted to watch the drama unfold, but he ended up becoming part of it.
"Uncle... Father said the revelry begins tomorrow. If it's not absolutely necessary, you'd best not return to Midgard. At least, wait until tomorrow has passed."
"Tomorrow?!"
Aaron paused, his expression strange. "Is your revelry that informal?"
He had always thought that the Osborn Group's exhibition, prepared in only half a month, was already fast enough.
But Asgard was even more efficient!
This overturned the impression he had formed of the divine realm during his earlier tour of Asgard.
"Of course not. Usually, it takes at least a month of preparation; we often start preparing in advance."
"However, this time is special. Father and Mother are so eager for you, Uncle, to join the Asgardian family that they deliberately sped things up."
Loki lowered his head, not letting anyone see his equally puzzled gaze, and continued:
"But please rest assured, though the preparations this time are very rushed, it will absolutely be the grandest feast in history."
"The Queen has already sent envoys to the Nine Realms to invite the kings of various realms, and several countries have already agreed to come."
"This feast will be unprecedented, even surpassing Father's coronation ceremony and Thor's previous feast."
At this point, Loki turned his head to look at his "uncle," who was deep in thought.
Something was off! A hundred things were off!
Odin and Frigga were acting far too abnormally.
They seemed to be rushing to acknowledge Aaron, as if afraid Aaron would suddenly slip away halfway.
One day, and that's a Midgardian day!
Good heavens, he had never imagined Odin would host such a hasty and shoddy feast during his reign.
Even more absurd, they had invited people from other realms to attend.
As if to solemnly announce it to the whole world.
Loki even heard that Odin had sent an invitation to Laufey.
They had just broken the truce!
Had Odin gone senile, become demented?
Loki was filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment!
He used to envy the glory Thor received, but now, compared to the importance Aaron was given, Thor would have to sit at the children's table.
And he, Loki, was practically just a bystander.
How he wished the feast Odin was holding was for him!
Witnessed by the Nine Realms—what an honor that would be? How intoxicating?
Yet Aaron seemed not to care at all, even appearing somewhat disdainful.
Loki was speechless. Why were the things he pursued so desperately rushing into someone else's arms, as if being given away?
And that person was just lying there, truly winning by doing nothing?
Loki silently put on his clown mask. Life as a god, how bitter it was!
Aaron nodded silently, then suddenly spoke, seemingly out of nowhere: "After we visit the Asgardian Vault, will there be other arrangements?"
Loki was startled, instinctively wanting to say: How did you know?
"Father said he had a formal outfit made for you to wear to tomorrow's feast—a powerful suit of armor crafted by the Dwarf King Eitri and personally enchanted by Father, gleaming with golden light and quite majestic."
"Moreover, it can change size, withstand your divine power, and automatically don itself at your will."
Loki had more to say. This set of equipment was originally made for Thor after his coronation.
However, Thor never got to wear it, and without even knowing, it had already become Aaron's property.
My foolish brother, you've been NTR'd again!
Loki chuckled inwardly, his face calm as water.
Indeed!
Odin had everything planned out perfectly for me, from now until the start of tomorrow's feast!
Halfway there,
He saw Thor waiting for them.
Good heavens, was he really worried I'd run off halfway?
"Hey, Aaron, Loki!"
Thor was waving wildly from afar.
Aaron's sharp eyes spotted an axe behind him.
Stormbreaker?
No, that's not right!
Stormbreaker's handle was Groot's arm, made of special wood, but this axe was crafted from Uru metal.
"Look at my new companion!"
"Ta-da! A shiny axe! I call it the Axe of Thor!"
Aaron glanced at it. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he found this thing seemed to be not much different from Volstagg's axe?
If there was any difference, it was only that the magic on it was more abundant.
Odin had personally enchanted this axe, making it much more powerful than the usual equipment of an Asgardian.
But... let alone rivaling Stormbreaker, it couldn't even compare to Mjolnir!
No, had the mighty God of Thunder fallen to such a state? That's too undignified!
Are there no other artifacts? Oh, they're all with me, so never mind.
Aaron glanced at it and then looked away; he wasn't impressed.
With his insight, he had already analyzed which spells were added to this axe.
He could easily craft an identical axe himself, without needing the Primordial Forge.
Loki was so envious he didn't know what to say.
Oh heavens, oh earth, open your eyes and see! Everyone, whether human or ghost, is showing off, why am I the only one getting beaten?
"Thor, you've acquired a new weapon. I'm truly delighted for you." Loki offered insincere congratulations.
Then he quietly looked at Aaron, his small eyes seeming to say: My dear uncle, when are you going to take his axe too? Your nephew, Loki, is begging you.
Aaron noticed Loki's peculiar gaze but ignored it.
With anyone else, he'd worry if they were gay, but with Loki, there was no need to worry.
Even if he was gay, he was only Thor's exclusive princess, Thor's bottom.
Seeing that Aaron and Loki both seemed uninterested, Thor's enthusiasm immediately waned. "Alright, I know this thing can't compare to Mjolnir, but it can still allow me to wield the power of the God of Thunder."
"And from what Father implies, he wants me to make do with this temporarily, so I can transition better later."
What?!
Loki's eyes widened, and he kept winking at Aaron.
Listen, there's something good coming!
A better axe!
Aren't you going to ask? I'm getting anxious for you!
Loki subtly tried to inquire about the other axe for Aaron, but Thor was also completely confused when he brought it up.
He'd say yes if asked, but then knew nothing when pressed.
Loki was frantic for Thor! Why don't you ask anything, why don't you know anything?!
Loki was exasperated and just gave up.
I, Loki, have grown accustomed to being ignored. Who told me I'm an outsider, and you're the real family?
Thor eagerly chatted with Aaron.
Passing an training ground, Thor even boldly challenged Aaron.
"Uncle, though I've lost my hammer, I have a new axe, and I feel full of power!"
"Come on, let's have a duel worthy of true men!"
Thor raised his axe, lightning coiling around it. He was also a god of storms, possessing the power to control the weather.
The power Aaron displayed in the small town of New Mexico had startled Thor, but it still didn't extinguish his fighting spirit.
He really wanted to see how big the gap was between himself and Aaron!
Thor's challenge echoed across the entire training ground.
Warriors in their daily training looked over in surprise.
"Is that the new Celestial, the son of Bor, the All-Father's blood brother, that the All-Father spoke of, who is about to return to his homeland? I don't know if he's strong, but he's certainly handsome."
"Have you heard? This Celestial named Aaron has awakened the great All-Father's power flowing in the royal bloodline and can directly communicate with the might of all Asgard!"
"Doesn't that mean he's the All-Father's All-Father? My goodness, I heard he's only twenty-two. I imagine when I was his age, I couldn't even properly wield a stick."
"I also heard that he can bestow the power of lightning upon others and can summon the Rainbow Bridge directly without a medium. Even the All-Father admits that Aaron is no weaker than him!"
"Ah? So Asgard now has two All-Fathers? Two kings ruling together?"
"It's two and a half, there's also the Crown Prince Thor. If it weren't for those damned Frost Giants..."
Aaron looked sideways, wanting to see which "King of Knowledge" was so well-informed.
He knew without thinking that Odin must have condoned it, or even personally spread it.
Building momentum for him?
No, it was to awe the Nine Realms!
The aging Odin was indeed at the peak of his divine power.
But precisely because of this, he couldn't generate enough deterrence over the Nine Realms.
The foolish Thor and the deceitful yet weak Loki were insufficient to stabilize the situation.
Only Aaron, young yet no weaker than Odin, was the best candidate.
Moreover, Aaron just happened to possess the same All-Father divine authority and Celestial power as Odin.