Arc 2 Chapter 162 That’s The Stuff

"Cronus, please tell me what I'm supposed to do here." Ragnar asked, it was easy to decipher that he was distressed. He's currently trapped in the infinite flow of time and didn't have the slightest clue how to get out. In his humble opinion the odds weren't exactly in his favor.

"My lord, follow your whim, that is all. Wherever you go, we will always be available. Repeat what you did to end up here and you'll find yourself somewhere else! Maybe if you're lucky, you might even find the truth. Or if you're even more lucky you might travel beyond this era and find the truth in those times. But stay vary my lord, the second era must be avoided, or you might find something that you shouldn't have found! That will be all from me, I'll be at standby. We have decided to not interfere with your journey too much and only if needed will you get help, best of luck my lord." Cronus proclaimed, as it disappeared into the starry sky of greek mythology's realm.

As Cronus left the lesser version of him was still kneeling in front of Ragnar, who couldn't care less.

Ragnar sat down in a lotus position which confused the kneeling titan of time. With slight confusion Cronus stood up and walked towards his throne which Ragnar had left to meditate. Slowly small lights started to circulate Ragnar's body. Unlike before they didn't travel between his palms, now the two lights went all over the place in a cube formation around Ragnar's human like body.

Ragnar didn't know it yet, but this change had a tremendous meaning and the future changes will too. The lights traveling more freely throughout his body symbolizes the fusion between Ragnar and time.

The two different lights started to intertwine and then /bang/ the lights exploded and jumped into their own rifts in spacetime. Ragnar's body was ripped into shreds, or to be precise, he was sucked into both portals like a fabric and torn apart.

Len strong muscles, a blue beard and long blue hair. His eyes blue, carrying hidden kindness, yet anger. He seemed worn, almost like he had worked his whole life, without a minute of rest. This was of course Ragnar, out protagonists.

A human couple in the middle of intercourse was greeted by this sight. As the naked Ragnar just appeared in their bed, in the middle of their business . "Aghhh" the women screamed, while the man attempted to punch Ragnar.

Ragnar didn't bat an eye to the mans attempt of hurting him, for one simple reason. The second the man's fist connected with Ragnar's face it broke. Resulting in the man screaming in pain similar to the women.

Ragnar pulled up his two legs and sat in a lotus position for some seconds before grabbing the blanket of their bed and covering his face with it, before saying. "Wake me up when your done reproducing you horny animals!"

"Honey call the police!" The women screamed as Ragnar took the time to rest.

When he woke up he was behind metal bars. Ragnar stood up and yawned.

"Good you finally woke up, tell me why did you sexually assault and break into the house of a couple? You even broke the husband's hand! Do you have anything to say in your defense?" A man dressed in dark blue clothing with a weird badge on the left side of his chest. He seemed to have already come to the conclusion that Ragnar was guilty, but Ragnar didn't even act like he was there. Ragnar just walked up to the iron bars holding him captive and walked through them. The bars weren't destroyed or anything, he simply faced through them. As he was planing to go on a walk, the police officer stopped him, by grabbing his shoulder. Which was a big mistake, the second the officer's hand touched Ragnar's shoulder the officer's hand was instantly dislocated. But he managed to get Ragnar's attention from touching his shoulder, so that was a plus.

"Did you want something, mortal?" Ragnar asked, as he turned around to look the officer in his eyes. But Ragnar's question was left unanswered as the officer was still in shock from the pain. He had gone so far as to lay on the floor while holding his hand with the unhurt one, while shaking from the pain.

"I see, you're pathetic!" Ragnar said, as he nodded profoundly to himself, like he found the truth of the world. "You could have just told me that, here I'll heal you!" Ragnar said, as he touched the police that was laying on the floor in pain.

Just like that all the officer's pain disappear and he was now observing Ragnar from the gray concrete floor he was laying on.

"You, you, you're a magician aren't you? That's how my hand dislocated, that's how the husband's hand was broken and how you appeared in their house. But the most important part, that's how you walked through the iron bars of our custody!" The officer said, as he balanced his body weight on the previously dislocated hand and stood up. "You could have just told me that to begin with! Do you have an identity?" The officer asked, his mood did a full one eighty and he started to act respectful of Ragnar.

"I do not have such worldly possessions!" Ragnar stated, he almost seemed offended to be asked such an obvious question. All this time as a higher being with Nyx and Cronus really changed him. His view and understanding of mortals was at an all time hight, yet low. It was against his nature to act like them now.

"If you want me to, I can get you an identity my lord, that way we can release you easily and you won't have any problems similar to this one, so what do you say?" The Police officer said, trying to convince Ragnar that this was the best course of actions. Thankfully it seemed like it worked and Ragnar said "Very well, get me an identity, I'm going back to sleep, wake me up when you're done!" Ragnar said, leaving the officer with some peace in mind, as he reentered the cell that held him.

To the relief of the officer Ragnar didn't cause any further problems. Thanks to that he could get to work on making Ragnar's identity.

Some hours later the police officer woke Ragnar up and handed him his identity card and said "You are free to leave now, good luck out there. Remember that money is a concept we use so don't steal anything!" The police man said, as he escorted Ragnar out of the Police station they were in. As they reached the exit the officer waved at Ragnar who completely ignored him and walked out.

The first thing that greeted him on the outside was a puddle of water being splashed all over his face from one of the cars. Thankfully to his powers the water evaporated on touch, so he wasn't wet from the occasion.

Ragnar walked along the road using one of the many sidewalks. He followed his sense of smell, as he trusted it the most. Ragnar didn't feel any sort of hurry! He was told he could spend infinite time here and no time would technically pass in his timeline, so for the first time in forever he let go of the serious mood and could finally play around. It was an amazing feeling, he felt so free, far beyond anything he had felt in his life. He was always bound by some sort of rules but now he was free, even if it was for just for a little bit.

Ragnar walked so far and for so long the sun was going down and the dark started to cover the world. Just as the sun was going down, as upon cue all streetlights turned on and all the stores different signs and logos turned on, lighting up the darkening world.

"You look like you need some food and rest good sir!" A beautiful women said. She pushed her two boobs together with her hands implying something else. Something that went unnoticed by Ragnar, as she caught his attention with her words "hungry"."

Ragnar nodded and she showed the way into a restaurant, it had a logo and everything. On the logo above them the words "Dreamhouse" was inscribed.

The lights inside the building were purple creating a grownup atmosphere. All the men inside had their own women next to them and all of them had one thing in common, they were blasted, drunk as fuck. Waisting their money on women and alcohol. After they were way to drunk the women dragged them away into their own rooms.

"This way sir!" The women who picked him up said, as she brought him to her table. Luckily for her she had yet to touch in in any shape or form, or she would have evaporated where she stood.

Ragnar sat down on a couch going in a half circle around the table and the women placed a list in front of him.

"May I interest you in some beverages good sir?" She asked, trying to look as pleading as possible.

"Do you have some fermented blood of a Dragnitha from the fifth dimension?" Ragnar asked, as none of the options on the list interested him in the slightest.

"No sir, what even is that?"

"Then do you have some condensed tears of any kind of fifth dimensional beings?" Ragnar asked.

"No, what's the fifth dimension?" She asked confused as to hat he was talking about.

"You know what bring me a glass of soda and one of water and a empty glass twice their size, can you do that." Ragnar asked.

"Yes sir, anything to eat?" The women asked him and he nodded.

"Yes can you give me a schnitzel while you're at it, thank you!" Ragnar asked.

"Well of course, your order will be here in five minutes." The women said and walked away, only to return with the three glasses he asked for.

"The schnitzel will be here a bit later, but please do enjoy the drinks in the meantime!" She said and sat down very close to Ragnar. Though he didn't acknowledge her inappropriate distance from him, as to Ragnar she was an infinite amount of space away from him.

Ragnar reached out his hand into his pocket and took out a small vial with some weird black liquid. When the women saw it she felt a fear beyond anything she had ever felt. The fear was so extreme that black bat wings came out of her back and a tail with a heart came out from her tail bone, close to the butt.

Ragnar opened the vial and pored the liquid into the glass of water. An invisible barrier became slightly visible thanks to an explosion that occurred as the two liquids mixed.

"What, what is that?" The women with wings asked as she was growing increasingly fearful.

"It's condensed and fermented blood of a peak Sun Vermin. Drinking this gives me and people at my strength the high of their life. It's amazing!" Ragnar said and poured the black red mix of water and blood into the bigger glass. Then he took the soda and added it into the mix. Afterwards he grabbed the big glass and took a big gulp of the liquid and smashed the glass against the table energized. "Whoooaaaa, that's the stuff!" He exclaimed, gaining the attention of everyone around who noticed their coworkers wings being up for display.

(Author here: sorry for no chapter yesterday, was very tired from Christmas, anyways I hope you had a great and if you have a holiday, for it to be eventful, in a good way. Anyways if you feel like it, do write a review or give power stones, author out :) )