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Celestial Group

Eir was buried in Forseti's arms, choked with emotion. "You're my only family left..."

"Same here, sister," Forseti sighed, gently stroking her hair to comfort her.

Despite his strained relationship with his uncle, they were still family. After spending so much time together, the loss of his uncle and aunt in the civil war hit him hard.

"Forseti, don't leave me," Eir pleaded.

"How could I," Forseti assured her.

Shilut stood beside them, staring blankly at the scene. He was immediately affected by the somber atmosphere. He hugged Forseti's leg, holding back tears as a show of strength.

After a while, Eir's mood began to settle. She lifted her head from Forseti's arms and asked, "Have you been in Midgard all these years?"

Forseti nodded, wiping away his tears. "Yes, Hermond informed me that Lord Ullr was imprisoned, and Heimdall refused to resume his duties as gatekeeper. My Allsee orb is no longer connected. "

Eir hesitated before speaking, "You shouldn't have returned now. The final battle is about to begin."

Forseti smiled, reassuring her. "Don't worry about me... Remember that spice I told you about, cumin?"

"Cumin?" Eir looked puzzled.

"It's a special seasoning in Midgard," Forseti explained. "I found it particularly intriguing during my time there. Would you like to try some?"

"Sure," Eir nodded slightly.

The next day, Forseti visited the Asgardian palace. Since the civil war, most of the palace lay in ruins, with only a small portion habitable.

Given the impending battle, reconstruction efforts hadn't begun. Most areas, including the palace, remained either destroyed or semi-ruined.

After reaching the palace, Forseti was escorted to the hall where Odin awaited.

Odin appeared different, clad in distinctive silver armor that concealed his entire body except for his face, making him appear taller.

Seeing Odin in this attire, Forseti momentarily stunned, realizing this must be the "Destroyer" armor he'd heard of, later used in Thor 1 against Thor himself.

"Your Majesty," Forseti saluted.

Odin smiled warmly. "Forseti, I knew you wouldn't disappoint. But I didn't expect you to defeat Apocalypse with a group from Midgard... I trust you'll excel in the upcoming battle."

With that, Odin rose and clapped Forseti on the shoulder.

"Creak..." The heavy, sturdy armor of the Destroyer emitted a metallic sound.

They conversed for a while, Odin inquiring about Midgard from Forseti.

"The Kree?" Odin frowned.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Forseti confirmed. "The Kree have occupied the moon and abducted humans on Earth for experiments, creating numerous flawed Inhumans. They also attempted to capture me."

Odin scoffed. "The arrogant and ignorant Kree dared to lay hands on Asgardians."

"The Kree Empire has expanded across the universe for nearly a millennium, but their luck ends here... After this war, Asgard will teach the Kree what the Aesir are capable of."

Leaving the hall, Forseti walked amidst the shattered palace walls and spotted a familiar figure with long hair.

"Your Highness."

Hela smiled faintly. "You've returned, Paladin."

She gestured towards Forseti's enchanted floating cloak. "When did you acquire this? It suits you quite well."

"This is the enchanted floating cloak I obtained on Earth," Forseti explained.

Hela nodded. They exchanged a few more words before her expression turned serious.

"The next phase is the decisive battle between my father and Cul. Cul has enlisted the 'Eternals' for assistance. He must have other allies."

"Eternals?" Forseti was taken aback.

"Yes, Cul struck a bargain with Kronos, though the terms remain unknown," Hela elaborated.

After a pause, she added, "This battle will be fierce. Be cautious."

"Your Highness, you too," Forseti replied.

Hela smiled, brandishing Mjölnir. "Mjölnir will watch over me."

Forseti sensed a palpable warlike atmosphere in Asgard from the day he returned, and it only intensified with time.

People gathered amidst the ruins, training and preparing for the impending battle.

Forseti, not just a warrior but also holding a senior military rank, was deeply involved. Leading one team while coordinating with others, he spent long hours each day in readiness.

Days passed.

That evening, as Forseti returned home, Eir greeted him at the door.

"You're back. Dinner's ready."

The siblings sat at the table, eating quietly. Suddenly, Eir produced two small crystal vials filled with light blue, faintly luminescent liquid.

"What's this?" Forseti asked.

Eir explained, "It's a Flashing Potion I've been working on. It allows you to achieve a full rest in a short time, replenishing mana and mental vigor, helpful for battles."

"However, use it sparingly. Dependence on such potions can be harmful," she cautioned.

...

Several more days passed.

On this particular day, Asgard's forces gathered in various training grounds.

Amidst the open spaces, over thirty soldiers from Forseti's three teams engaged in paired exercises.

"What's that!" Suddenly, a soldier exclaimed, gazing skyward.

Instantly, everyone noticed the sky darken as if something blocked the sun's brilliance. All eyes turned upwards in shock.

"What in the...?"

Forseti also looked up, his expression stirred.

There, surrounding Asgard from nine directions, stood nine giants towering hundreds of meters tall. Clad in heavy, varied armor, they resembled colossal mountains.

Before them, Asgard seemed small and vulnerable, like a pond about to be overturned.

A profound sense of foreboding spread across Asgard.

"The celestials!" Forseti recognized them immediately.

These were powerful beings known as the Aesir. In the movie "Guardians of the Galaxy," Star Lord's father belonged to this group, albeit in a unique capacity.

Forseti never imagined Cul could recruit nine Aesir to his cause.

With Odin wielding three Infinity Stones, could he prevail against Cul's formidable alliance?