His Time

Each day, Matthew would wake up before dawn and begin his training with Loki. They would meditate in the forest, focusing on the energy within Matthew's body and learning to control it. As the weeks turned into months and the months into years, Matthew's abilities grew stronger, and he began to understand the true potential that Loki saw within him. He learned to control the wind and manipulate the elements, to heal wounds and augment his physical strength.

Throughout his training, Matthew often found himself thinking of his family back on Earth. He longed to see them again and show them the power that they had within themselves. He knew that one day, when he had mastered his cultivation, he would return to them and help them escape from the poverty that had been their lives. Until then, he would remain dedicated to his training, determined to become the greatest cultivator in the universe. family back home. He missed them dearly, but he knew that they were safe and taken care of thanks to Loki's assurances. As the years passed, he began to feel a sense of belonging in this new world, and he grew to appreciate the god's wisdom in bringing him here.

One day, as they were walking through a particularly lush clearing in the woods, Loki paused and turned to Matthew. "You have made great progress, my young apprentice," he said with a smile. "You are now ready to take the next step in your journey. Beyond these woods lies the realm of the gods, where I was born and raised. It is here that you will learn the most powerful and ancient of techniques, techniques that will make you a legend in both our worlds."

Matthew's heart raced with excitement and anticipation. He had always dreamed of meeting the gods, and now it seemed that his dream was about to come true. Together, he and Loki walked through the ancient trees, emerging into a breathtaking landscape unlike anything he had ever seen. The air was thick with magic, and the sky was a vibrant shade of gold that seemed to pulse with energy. Towering mountains and vast oceans stretched out before them, their beauty almost too much to bear.

As they ventured deeper into the realm of the gods, Matthew began to sense a change in Loki's demeanor. The god seemed more solemn, more focused than ever before. He explained that the realm of the gods was not a place to be taken lightly, and that the challenges ahead would test Matthew's mettle like nothing else. Still, he assured the young man that he would be by his side every step of the way, offering guidance and support whenever needed.

Years passed in the realm of the gods, and Matthew continued to hone his skills under Loki's tutelage. He learned to control the very fabric of reality, to manipulate time and space, and to harness the power of the stars themselves. As he grew in power and stature, word of his accomplishments spread throughout the pantheon, and soon he found himself the subject of reverence and awe.

One day, as Matthew and Loki sat atop a towering mountain overlooking the vast expanse of the godly realm, the god turned to him with a solemn expression. "My time in this realm is coming to an end, Matthew. Before I go, I must ask you a favor." Matthew nodded, his heart racing with anticipation and fear. "I want you to take my place," Loki continued. "Become the new protector of this realm, the guide and mentor to those who will follow in your footsteps. You have the power, the wisdom, and the compassion to lead them all to a brighter future."

Tears welled up in Matthew's eyes as he listened to Loki's words. He knew that he couldn't possibly fill the god's shoes, but he also knew that he couldn't turn down such a responsibility. With a deep breath, he nodded solemnly, and as he did so, a brilliant light enveloped them both. When it faded, they found themselves standing before a massive, ornate throne, carved from the very substance of the gods themselves. Inscribed upon its armrests were the words, "The Throne of Loki."

And so, Matthew became the new protector of the realm of the gods, guiding and teaching those who came after him. He never forgot the lessons Loki had taught him, nor the love and kindness that the god had shown him. And although he never saw Loki again, he knew that the god was always with him, watching over him from the heavens, proud of the man he had become.