The concept of Chaos was created to keep creation itself from self-destruction, contrary to what others think, Chaos is not evil or good, is balance.

Does all that monologue you have been on for the last five minutes inside my head go somewhere meaningful? I barely paid attention to any of it.

It does, child.

Well, I've been admiring the rear of something meaningful for the last five minutes, because I know that whatever is behind all those riddles of yours, you're not going to tell me, anyway.

You're quick to notice.

Are you?

You'll soon find out by yourself.

Finally, it only took her a few attempts before she could control the magic of the Dark Dimension. The beauty in front of me was unique, I loved it, very similar to the Slim Rings, but lemon-green flames went around it counterclockwise. She turned around with a cocky smile and an arm on her hips.

"See? Not bad."

"Not bad. Not bad at all."

The work was done, but I noticed she should not settle for this, or rather get carried away by this feat. This was the weakness of any common villain. It made my blood boil, literately. I crossed my arms and rebuked, "you should not be content with this," her smile dropped and I continued, "you must practice or in a moment of despair on the battlefield you will lose control or worse. Failed to react on time and lose everything because of it."

Hela strutted back to my side with the fury of a lioness. Her finger dawdled to both sides as he approached with hand on hip. "You won't address a Queen that way." Hela's behavior had changed rapidly. "You. A Queen?" I growled. "You will not speak to me that way!" She snapped.

"I see you have recovered." In a flash, I teased her deeper. "I'm not your puppet to play with. I am not your slave. And I am not your Queen!" Hela spat at me and finally, she lost her composure, but this was to be expected as I forbid her from laying a finger on me. Thanks to the binding that I cast on her, it connected her to the dark dimension and to me now. Or better say to Dormammu's avatar. He hasn't objected to any of my actions so far. Strange.

I walked past her, ignoring her, and approached the portal. "You could be," I said.

Hela put both hands on her hips with that wicked smiled to match her posture.

"Fine. Let's hear it. What would I gain with that proposition?"

"Nothing to lose. Besides, is not like I have a physical body-"

"You insolent," she dawdled towards me. "Careful, you get to close and you could burn again." Hela stopped in her tracks but didn't answer as if she was almost thinking about it. One step forward was all that took, Hela was in front of me, but I didn't understand how I could look so badass and calm with no previous skills in front of these Gods and Goddesses. Having lost my human-senses had its privileges.

That's right.

You, you're back.

I never left.

Of course. Now what?

You're leading? Didn't you promise to help her with her retribution against Thor?

Shit, that's right. I may not have feelings for people who deserve to die, but I am not really sure about letting her kill Earth's heroes.

That is your human weakness, child. Let it go.

Hela snapped her fingers in front of my face.

"You're doing it again? By Odin's soul, we'll never get out of here."

"I'm sorry. I was thinking. Where are we going?"

"Where do you think?"

So she was going to make that drastic decision so soon. At once, sparks of electricity denied me passage through the portal. My hand couldn't go through unless I fueled power into the portal. She must have done something to it. Perhaps she was trying to take my power, weaken me, or make me mortal. It did not matter. I walked in the opposite direction of the portal. By a gesture of my hand, a rocky mess of rubble circulated in the mid-air and morphed into a dark stone throne similar to a sea-shell.

"Aren't you coming?"

"Give me a second."

I advanced to the throne and sat in a comfortable position. I used the power of Dormammu to materialize in an astral form beyond the portal while the husk armor body remained in the dimension. Beyond the portal, I saw that Dormammu had taken control of the body. There was no other explanation for what I saw, Dormammu's avatar had taken a slacken-stance on the throne. Dormammu nodded at Hela. Or was it at me? Anyway, Hela came through the portal to meet me on a wooden bridge on a port.

"How can you be in both places at-"

"Stay away!" "Intruders!" "Someone call the King!" "Don't come any closer!"

I knew it. Hela took us to Tønsberg in Norway, the town that lost its people to Thanos, now called New Asgard. But how? How did she know they were here?

"How-"

"Asgard is my home. It doesn't matter where it is."

Soon the bridge was covered by Asgardians in battle armor blocking the entrance to the village. Their hands were shaking in terror with their little spears pointed at Hela. Did they notice I was just an astral projection? The astral projection was something that occurred to me as Dormammu's powers get weakened on Earth. Dormammu's avatar was already taking damage from Hela, and I wouldn't want to face her in a body with lesser power. I still don't know what that was a few moments ago with the portal, but I'll find out when I get back to Dormammu.

"Let the King through," said the men. Yes, there she was, Valkyrie. Thor had named her the King of New Asgard. He left Earth with the Guardians of the Galaxy after Tony's funeral. Now I know more or less where I am in the timeline.

"Hela?" Valkyrie unsheathed her sword with fearful widen-eyes.

"I'm flattered you know my name, but go fetch thy King so he may face thy Queen."

"I am King Brunhild of New Asgard, and you Hela are not welcome here."

"Now I remember you. You were in the Bifrost with my brother that day. And now you dare to insult your Queen again." In the blink of an eye, Hela had summoned a spear from her body and pierced Valkyrie's gut. "Kneel before your true Queen." Valkyrie was forced to her knees as Hela approached and held Valkyrie by her hair, forcing her to look at her. Maybe Hela was rubbing her defeat with a malevolent smirked. I couldn't tell. I was distracted looking at empty space when it struck me, or maybe I was starring at her rear, who knows where I was looking.

For the first time, I thought with clarity, and I didn't know what to do about the situation. I clearly couldn't face Hela or deny her vengeance. That was out of the question. I didn't want this to happen. Maybe if Hela had struggled with her decisions as I did.

If only she would-

No! Rome wasn't built in a day. Facing her now would result in making an enemy out of her, as she still doesn't trust me. Hela was physically and mentally destroyed after being in a sealed away in an environment like Hel for so long. You could tell by her physicality that she was in that same frame of mind when she first came out of Hel when Odin passed away. Like literately, even her hair looked like a mess.

Wait. That's the spear. Gungnir. Odin's magic spear, the symbol of Asgard. The spear that contained the power of the Odinforce. Even if he is no longer, Thor used the spear against Hela on the throne of Asgard. How did she find the spear? And how do I start to question how she managed to fit something so big inside herself? Does she have access to a pocket dimension through her suit? No, wait. A blade dimension? No. The original Gungnir was made of gold. This Gungnir only has the same shape but is black, which means it was created from her suit. An imitation.

Hela removed the spear from the body and looked at her people.

"Kneel before your one true Queen, or die." The Asgardians didn't move a foot from where they were standing, I could even see the old men, women, and mothers with their babies in hand in the back. Oh, shit, man. This ain't going to work. But Hela gained full attention once she slammed the end of her spear on the ground. All those without armor stood their ground, and I could see their lips whispering the name of their savior. But soon the folk followed the warriors who had knelt before their Queen in fear of death. Only the elderly stood in her way. Hela passed through the crowd, caress the youthful faces of her subjects, and made her way to the older ones.

"The old regime dies with you now," Hela smirked.

Several sparks of fire formed in a spiral between Hela and the elders.

"Who dares-"

"Dormammu, I have come to bargain."

Before I could get between the person I knew had appeared because of my stupidity in taking astral form on earth, I was back in the dimension of Dormammu inside the avatar, and Hela was in front of me.

"What the hell did you do?" Her tone was puzzled.

That was a close one.

Did you bring us back?

Do you think you know better than me? I just saved us all from eternal hell!

Oh, really?

You know nothing of the pain I went through, child.

I believe you have PTSD.

What do those words even mean?

I don't know. If you had tried reading my mind, you would have known.

We become two separate beings that wield the same power source the moment you decide to use astral projection.

I see. That could be useful. Why don't you try reading my mind now?

Tsk. He doesn't have the Time Stone anymore.

Nope.

Damn it!