Asgard had always believed itself untouchable.
Not because it was the strongest realm.
Not because its gods were immortal.
But because its story said it would endure.
Prophecy.
Fate.
Ragnarök postponed again and again by clever rewrites and divine interference.
As long as Odin breathed, Asgard believed the ending had not yet been written.
Delta arrived without warning.
No thunder.
No portal.
No proclamation.
One moment the sky was gold and stormless—
the next, it split.
Not torn.
Rejected.
Delta stepped through the fracture as if Asgard had failed some unseen test.
The Bifrost screamed and collapsed behind him, its rainbow light snapping into dead shards that rained across the realm like broken promises.
Delta stood still.
And Asgard felt small.
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THE ALL-FATHER SEES THE END COMING
High above, in the throne hall of Valaskjálf, Odin stiffened.
His ravens shrieked and burst into ash mid-flight.
Gungnir hummed violently, trying to tear itself from his grasp.
Odin did not need prophecy this time.
He felt Delta.
"…So," the All-Father murmured, rising slowly from his throne.
"The God Killer comes for myths now."
He turned to Heimdall, whose eyes bled gold as he stared into futures that no longer aligned.
"There is no Ragnarök," Heimdall whispered in horror.
"There is no prophecy that contains him."
Odin closed his remaining eye.
Then opened it with grim clarity.
"Summon my sons."
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THOR MEETS SILENCE
Thunder cracked across Asgard as Thor descended first—Mjölnir already spinning with titanic force, lightning coiling like living serpents around his body.
He landed before Delta with an impact that shattered mountains.
Thor laughed.
A booming, fearless sound.
"So," he said, grinning beneath his beard, "this is the one who scares gods."
Delta regarded him without expression.
"Thor," Delta said. "God of thunder. Son. Weapon. Mascot."
Thor's grin faltered slightly.
"Careful," Thor warned. "I've killed monsters bigger than you."
Delta nodded once.
"I know."
They stood facing each other for a long moment.
Then Thor attacked.
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THE GOD OF THUNDER FALLS
Mjölnir struck first—rewriting gravity as it flew. Lightning collapsed inward, forming a singularity of divine force that obliterated everything in its path.
Delta did not dodge.
He caught the hammer.
The shockwave annihilated the horizon.
Asgard screamed.
Thor froze.
"No," he breathed.
Delta tightened his grip.
Mjölnir shattered.
Not cracked.
Not damaged.
Unmade.
Thor staggered backward, staring at his empty hand.
"That hammer…" Thor whispered. "It was forged in—"
"—a forge I already burned," Delta finished.
Thor roared and lunged, raw strength replacing weaponry. He struck Delta across the face with enough force to split continents.
Delta's head turned.
Slowly.
He looked back at Thor.
"…Is that all?" Delta asked.
Thor screamed in defiance, lightning pouring directly from his veins.
Delta raised his armcannon.
One shot.
Thor didn't explode.
Didn't burn.
The thunder god was silenced—his divine core compressed until it collapsed inward, reducing Thor Odinson to a lifeless shell that crumpled into the stone.
The storms above Asgard died.
Forever.
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LOKI TRIES TO CHEAT THE END
Clapping echoed from behind Delta.
"Oh, that was tragic," Loki said lightly, stepping out of a tear in reality.
"So brave. So pointless."
Illusions layered the realm—dozens of Lokis appearing everywhere at once, laughing, mocking, circling.
"You know," Loki continued, "I always said Odin should have killed you earlier."
Delta didn't turn.
"You're lying," he said.
The illusions flickered.
"And you're afraid," Delta continued. "Not for Asgard. For yourself."
Loki's smile hardened.
"Of course I am," Loki snapped. "I'm the god who survives."
Delta turned.
For the first time, Loki saw past the mask—not Delta's face, but finality.
"No," Delta said quietly.
"You're the god who delays."
Reality snapped shut around Loki.
All illusion ceased at once.
Delta appeared in front of him.
Loki tried to vanish.
Failed.
Tried again.
Failed harder.
Delta grabbed Loki's face.
"You could have walked away," Delta said. "You always do."
Loki laughed desperately. "That's the trick!"
Delta crushed the space behind Loki's head.
Not killing him outright.
Anchoring him.
Loki screamed as his tricks evaporated.
"I know every trick," Delta said. "I invented half of them."
The Deltonic Saber whispered.
One clean cut.
Loki fell apart—not bleeding, not dying dramatically—just… undone.
No final joke.
No escape.
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ODIN STANDS ALONE
Asgard burned quietly.
Not in chaos.
In grief.
Odin stepped onto the broken plain where his sons lay dead, Gungnir held firmly in his grasp.
He looked… tired.
"You were always more than a weapon," Odin said. "You simply lacked a leash."
Delta didn't respond.
Odin planted Gungnir into the stone.
"I would have ended the universe to control you," Odin admitted. "Do you know that?"
Delta nodded.
"I know."
Odin straightened.
"Then understand this," the All-Father said, voice iron-hard.
"I will not beg."
Power surged.
Runes burned across Odin's body. The World Tree screamed as Odin drew upon it directly, draining futures to empower his present.
"This ends here," Odin declared. "Win or lose."
Delta regarded him.
For a long moment, something almost like respect flickered.
Then it vanished.
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THE ALL-FATHER FALLS
Their clash broke Yggdrasil.
Gungnir pierced time.
Delta cut causality.
Odin rewrote fate mid-strike.
Delta erased the revision.
They fought across seconds, minutes, possible endings that collapsed one after another.
At last—
Odin faltered.
Breathing hard.
Kneeling.
He looked up at Delta.
"…Was there ever a path where this didn't happen?"
Delta considered the question.
"Yes," he said.
Odin smiled faintly. "Figures."
Delta drove the Deltonic Saber through Odin's chest.
The World Tree withered instantly.
Asgard went dark.
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THE FOURTH WALL, ONE LAST TIME
Delta stood amid the ruins.
Silence pressed in.
He turned—not to the dead gods—but outward.
"You see?" he said calmly.
"No prophecy."
"No moral."
"No triumph."
He looked back at Asgard as it began collapsing into myth.
"Just inevitability."
Then, quieter:
"And this isn't the climax."
He vanished.
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AFTERMATH
The nine realms collapsed into legend.
Gods across existence felt it.
Hades closed his eyes.
Noctis clenched her fists.
Aurora awoke screaming somewhere far away.
And the universe finally understood:
The hunt had failed.
The God Killer was no longer reacting.
He was ending eras.