Five hundred years passed.
For mortals, it would have been eternity.
For Alexander Ashborn Odinson—
It was simply life.
Confessions That Shook the Cosmos
It happened gradually.
Not all at once.
Not dramatically.
But honestly.
Infinity was the first.
She appeared beside Alexander one quiet evening beneath the World Tree, stars flowing through her form.
"I have watched countless existences," she said softly.
"And yet… you are the one I choose."
Alexander looked at her for a long moment.
Then smiled.
"I figured."
She laughed.
Death followed not long after.
No grand words.
No ceremony.
She simply sat beside him and said—
"I want to walk beside you while existence continues."
Alexander nodded.
"Then stay."
When Hela finally confessed, she was trembling.
Not the Goddess of Death.
Not the ruler of Hel.
Just a woman.
"I don't want a throne," she said.
"I want you."
Alexander pulled her into a hug.
"I know."
Even Galacta, bright and earnest, gathered her courage.
"I like you," she said quickly.
"A lot."
Alexander sighed softly, smiling.
"…I really collect dangerous women."
She beamed.
Power Responds to Bonds
The universe noticed.
Alexander's blessings flowed naturally—not forced, not commanded.
Infinity and Death, already at Single Universe Peak,
broke through.
Their cosmic authority expanded—
Multi-Universe Level.
Balance shifted.
Reality adjusted.
Galacta's Heavenly Father-level power surged—
→ Single Universe — Early Stage.
Hela followed—
→ Single Universe Level.
Alexander watched calmly—
Until Death and Infinity changed.
The Shock
Death emerged first.
Her form refined, elegant, deadly beautiful—
Long black hair.
Glasses.
Confidence incarnate.
"…Bayonetta?" Alexander muttered.
Death smiled slowly.
"You like it?"
Alexander cleared his throat.
"…Yes."
Infinity appeared moments later—
Silver hair, graceful curves, a noble yet seductive presence.
"…Velena—no, Venelana Gremory?" Alexander whispered.
Infinity smirked.
"Your imagination influenced my manifestation."
Alexander sat down.
"…I need tea."
Unexpected News from Asgard
One day, Odin called him.
"My son," Odin said calmly.
"You have… three fiancées."
Alexander blinked.
"…What?"
"Princess Aria and Bela of Alfheim," Odin continued,
"And Princess Aisha Utgard of Svartalfheim."
Alexander sighed.
"…Of course I do."
Bonds Forged in Time
Alexander did not reject them.
Nor did he rush.
He spent years with them.
Walking.
Talking.
Listening.
They learned him.
He learned them.
When they finally proposed—
He accepted.
And when Alexander blessed them—
Their power surged.
Heavenly Father Level.
Not forced.
Earned.
Rewards Never Forgotten
Alexander continued his Sign-In.
And the rewards piled up:
Rare dresses and artifacts Vast lands and cultivation grounds Seeds of unknown potential Shadow Extraction / Shadow Summoning
The last evolved.
Eclipse of the Sovereign Shadows
A skill not of darkness—
But of authority over shadow itself.
With it—
Alexander's cosmic power shifted again.
→ Multi-Universe — Beginner Stage
Ciel's voice echoed softly.
"Evolution complete, Alex."
Alexander exhaled.
"…I really just wanted to relax."
A Life, Not a Legend
Five hundred years.
More lovers.
More bonds.
More power.
Yet Alexander still spent his days:
Walking beneath sakura trees.
Laughing with Thor.
Reading quietly with Frigga.
Teasing Loki.
Resting beside those he loved.
The universe feared him.
The cosmos respected him.
But Alexander Ashborn Odinson—
The Phoenix Monarch—
Was simply living the life he chose.
And somewhere—
Very far away—
Something ancient watched.
And waited.