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 Thor, Odin’s son, huge he is, and red-bearded, and strong, by far the strongest pf all the gods, entered the halls of Valhalla quite in a hurry looking for the All-father. “Did you hear that scream? What could possibly be?” asked Thor to Mimir, because he was the wisest of all the living and dead creatures, he knows everything. “It’s Loki, and he is in the realm of the giants, Jotunheim.” Odin curious and nervous about what could have happened to his sworn blood brother gave order to Thor to prepare himself for a visit to Jotunheim. Thor wore his belt of strength, Meringjord, when he wears it, his might is increased and strength is doubled. Odin called his 8-legged steed, Sleipnir who was Loki’s son and a gift from Loki himself to Odin. Sleipnir, a huge grey stallion, the fastest and the strongest horse that ever there had been or ever would be. A horse that could outrun the wind. Despite of its magnificents Loki was ashamed of his son, because Loki was actually SLeipn...

“So, you call yourself ‘The smartest man alive’ and you don’t know who I am… I don’t know if I should be flattered or disappointed.” “You should be disappointed! The fact that I don’t know who you are, makes you insignificant, my big snake.” “Look at me… Do I look insignificant to you? I am Jormungandr, the World Serpent! I am the one who killed Thor in Rangarok.” “You killed Thor? Man, I should have realized, I am talking to an illusional dopper… Thor is very much alive and what is this Ragnarok that you’re talking about?” “You sure are Mimir? The smartest man alive? The man who knows every corner of Midgard, every language spoken, every war waged, every deal struck? And you have never heard of Ragnarok, the twilight of the gods?” “Yes, yes I am, but I have never heard neither of you nor that Ragnarok” “That is because it has not yet happened, and I have not yet been even born!” “That is madness!” “In my battle with Thor in our last moments I spit at Thor my dea...