It had been calm in the real world of the MCU, but for Liam, today was the last day he was going to face Odin, and he was determined to end it once and for all. He had already fought him twice, but today, he knew how to maneuver himself and win the final battle.
In the world of God of War, he was very thankful that before he came to this world, he was well-versed in fighting tactics. Before, he could fight like an elf or a human, but this world had taught him how to fight head-on. If he hadn't been well-trained before, he was sure he would have suffered greatly in this world, and since there was no stoppage of time here, he was very grateful for his past experiences.
Now, everything would come together in this last fight.
[Best of luck, my friend.]
Liam vanished from his room. He was back again in the Nine Realms, ready to face Odin. Without hesitation, the battle commenced. Odin wielded his vast knowledge of magic and combat, conjuring powerful spells and illusions to confound his adversaries. Liam, drawing upon his months of preparation and the bond he had forged with Freya and Atreus, countered with a combination of strength and strategy.
The fight was arduous. Odin's mastery of the arcane arts created shifting realities, but Liam was finally able to defeat him. Tears welled in Liam's eyes as he watched Odin's soul being sucked into the marble of Laufey. He was beyond happy that he had finished the game with far fewer deaths and greater efficiency. He had only died once during his fight against Garm, twice in his battle with Odin, and—oh yes—once against Thor. That bastard had really electrocuted him to death.
An actual death, not the fake one in the game.
In the end, he was finally able to complete the game, becoming the new supposed All-Father of the Nine Realms. After finishing the last stage, Liam returned to his world. It was deep into the night when he arrived home. He felt an incredible burden wash away from his body now that he had completed the game.
Liam sighed deeply as he stepped into his home. He had done it. This might not have been the longest time he had spent in a game, but it was definitely the most mentally exhausting. Unknowingly, his eyes welled with tears as he realized he wouldn't be able to see Atreus anymore. Even though Atreus wasn't his son, he somehow felt empty inside.
He had never thought about starting a family, but having Atreus around made him feel like maybe having one wasn't so bad. But his current life didn't allow for that. All of it could be put aside for now.
He was now ready for the rewards.
[Congratulations to the host for completing the game with his first SS-category evaluation.]
This time, Liam truly broke down in tears. He had worked so hard, fighting through the game in the fastest way possible, and now he was reaping the rewards. He took a deep breath, savoring the sensation of winning the game in such a grand fashion.
[The rewards for finishing the game with an SS-category ranking are:
1.Gain all the powers and template of Heimdall.
2.Gain all the powers and template of Atreus/Loki.
3.Gain Fenrir as your buddy(in the body of Garm, with all of its powers).
P.S. The abilities and powers of both characters will not overlap. The one with better stats will take precedence, while the other will vanish.]
Liam was beyond dumbstruck. As soon as the rewards were announced, he felt an unprecedented surge of power pour into his body. Liam staggered as the sheer force of the new abilities coursed through his veins. His body trembled, his muscles tensed, and overwhelming energy ignited every fiber of his being. His breath hitched as his vision blurred—then sharpened—so much sharper than before. It was as if he could see the very weave of reality, every detail magnified beyond comprehension.
Then, the change began.
His irises shimmered, their natural hue consumed by a radiant glow, swirling like the Bifröst itself. For a moment, Liam felt like he could see and hear everything. Everything in the Nine Realms. Yes, the current Nine Realms. He could even see Asgard. He wasn't just Liam anymore. He was something more. Something beyond mortal comprehension.
His senses exploded in magnitude. He could hear the heartbeats of people across the street, the rustling of leaves in a distant park, the subtle hum of electricity flowing through the city grid. He could feel the intent of the world around him, as if time itself had slowed, allowing him to perceive the smallest shifts in energy. His reflexes, already honed to near perfection, now reached a divine level. This was Heimdall's gift—the power to see, hear, and sense all before it even happened.
And yes, he could also feel that he could predict the moves of others.
Then came Atreus' power. His muscles burned for a second before settling, as if adapting to a more agile and dexterous form. Magic welled up inside him the ancient might of Jötunheim and the power of transformation. He felt the blood of the giants within him now. Instinctively, he knew he could shift into an animal, summon spectral creatures, and wield powerful runic magic at will.
Liam clutched his chest, gasping, as the influx of both Heimdall's and Atreus' power reached a crescendo. His mind reeled, trying to balance the two entities within him, yet there was no conflict. As the system had said, the stronger power dominated, seamlessly absorbing the other. But that didn't mean he lost anything—no, he was the perfect fusion of both.
Then came the final presence.
An wolf appeared in front of him almost at the height of his chest and the moment he appeared he jumped into his lap. Liam could feel the deep love from Fenrir.
"Yes, my boy.. Yes... I missed you too.. I will never leave you.." Liam was petting Fenrir and felt joy like never before.