Chapter 22: Journey to...
Sensing the gravity of the situation, Blake finally unleashed his own powers, surging forward and pressing Karnilla against the wall.
His voice resonated with a mix of frustration and authority as he admonished her.
"Listen, enough of your nonsense! Were it not for the fact that you were my first and the only woman involved with me, I would have ended you by now for your actions."
"It doesn't matter to me, what you presume or perceive our previous night, as it holds no significance to me and I have no intention to continue any kind of relationship with you after witnessing such reaction."
His words hung in the air, laden with finality.
Feeling the close proximity between them only fueled his own embarrassment, prompting him to act swiftly. Harnessing his power, he tore open a spatial rift, creating a portal to escape this tumultuous situation.
Turning his attention first to the three ancient Norns, he spoke.
"Leave your thoughts of me to rest, you old coots and do not burden your minds with unraveling my identity. Let me remain an enigma, and if the need arises or if fate allows, I may return to visit you and might as well tell you about myself."
Blake then shifted his gaze towards Karnilla, as he offered a parting remark laced with a sly smirk, while his smirk betraying a hint of mischief.
"Remember, my name is Blake. If I ever find myself with idle time, perhaps I will pay you another visit. Feel free to entertain me again, should you so desire. After all, it was quite a wild and memorable night, wasn't it?" His voice trailed off mischievously as he stepped through the portal, disappearing from their midst.
Seeing such an unexpected change in situation the norms and Karnilla stood in stunned silence, unable to comprehend the scene that had transpired.
As Karnilla slowly regained her composure, a sense of loss gripped her heart. The absence of the man, Blake, left a void, a lingering emptiness that she couldn't completely ignore now.
Yet, amidst her conflicting emotions, his departing words echoed in her mind, fueling her fury once more.
"Blake, huh? I will remember that name," she seethed silently. "The next time our paths cross, I will ensure you suffer, transformed into a mere pig, subjected to the depths of torment until I uncover the truth of your origins."
Karnilla's anger swelled within her, a flame burning bright with the determination to make him pay for his audacity.
"What if you have some powers, you don't know who you have messed with, just wait and watch."
She vowed to remind him of the enmity he had forged, to make him regret ever crossing her path.
With a decisive turn, Karnilla left the company of the three Norns without interacting, her footsteps carrying her back toward her palace.
In the grip of her rage, she couldn't resist venting her fury, unleashing her power and destroying a part of the palace of norms before leaving.
...
As Blake was transported, he found himself into the vastness of nothingness, surrounded by a desolate expanse of dark, lifeless space, with no living presence, no bustling market not even land except for some debris and asteroids floating all around and seeing such a sudden transformation of environment he couldn't help but feel stunned.
At that time, he just tried to to maintain a facade of confidence in front of them to show his presence,
which now immediately went down after leaving that place and he regretted his own decision for the first time.
At that time he was embarrassed because of his drifting thoughts about Karnilla as he earlier believed her, to be an extreme horny one to have torn all his clothes and throw it all around the room but
During the time, when he was pressing her against the wall, he was so close to her face that her intoxicating bodily smell was once again inhaled up his nose filling his senses and clouding his mind, triggering memories of the passionate encounter they had shared and let him remember the perpetrator who made the whole chaos within that room, for which he couldn't help but be embarrassed and want to bury his face, as it was him, him being the one so wild that he just tore open all the barriers interfering between them.
The desolate void surrounding him was suffocating, its silence and emptiness amplifying his unease.
It was a new yet unfamiliar and disconcerting experience which were both eerie and horrifying, as he tried to full extend his spiritual senses but still couldn't detect any signs of life or activity.
[NEW FEAR UNLOCKED!!]
The norms had already informed him that they were situated at the edge of the Asgardian plane, far from its bustling heart.
Yet his idiotic overconfidence and haste had led him to such predicament, where he was now unsure of his exact location, stranded in such a place.
And he is afraid, Afraid that using his abilities again might lead to even greater disorientation, possibly hurling him outside the Nine Realms or to a distant place far from Earth,
so he decided to tread cautiously and try to find any sign of life nearby so he could determine his location.
As he immediately wanted to return to Earth to uncover the truth, In which FUCKI...NG Universe did he got transmigrated to.
Collecting his spiritual sense back, Blake pressed forward through the lifeless void at a fast pace, searching for any sign or existence of life.
"FUCK what a unlucky day it is, why the hell was I just being teleported to different and unknown places." Thought Blake.
Hours passed as he traversed the desolate landscape, yet he couldn't even find any place with signs of life on it, encountering only drifting asteroids and debris big and small in size along his path.
"What the HELL... , I am just so tired now,
firstly I have almost used more that half of my strength, just to teleport myself and escape from that place and now continuously using the remaining spiritual energy to move for hours, fuck... it's really tiring." Thought Blake boredly, his weariness growing, his tiredness taking precedence over his lingering fear of this eerie environment.
When suddenly, a minuscule spark of light caught his weary gaze, reinvigorating his spirit.
Joy surged within him, breathing new life and vigour into his tired body, as if he was on steroids and not one but taken 5-6 at once.
And according to what he knew the place situated close to or along the plane of Asgard where only Alfheim, the place where the light elves reside and Vanaheimm, the place where Vanir god species lived which has quite similar customs and development similar to the likes of Asgard.
But In his mind and heart he really wished that it would be Alfheim, as from the tales he has heard it is quite a beautiful place with its eternal tranquility and captivating environment.
[No, No don't just think of stunning elves beauties, as I am also not thinking, you know me na , you know me.... dirty bastards 😁😁 ]
As he pushed forward with excitement, eager to escape the haunting emptiness and immerse himself and enjoy the natural beauty that awaited him.
However, his momentary elation and his jubilant mood was short-lived as a large meteorite hurtled towards him, taking him by surprise.
The fatigue from exerting his powers to teleport such a vast distance earlier has already left him without the ability to react in time or even use his powers.
"WHAT A SHIT... DAY IT WAS" was Blake final thoughts.
The impact was forceful, colliding with him heavily, rendering him unconscious, imbued in the meteorite as he was forcefully carried along its trajectory like an unwitting passenger through the emptiness of space.
.....
Waking up , as he opened his eyes, what he saw was minimally and ordinarily designed roof, remembering his last moments,
He immediately sat up on the bed, his upper body rising as his mind raced to comprehend the sudden change in his environment.
Before him lay a minimally designed yet clean room.
As he took in the surroundings, a sense of normalcy and ordinariness filled the air.
The walls, constructed with sturdy bricks, devoid of any windows, enclosed the room.
The room boasted a modest collection of furnishings—an unassuming table, a chair, and a bedside table.
A single bulb-type light cast a warm and illuminating glow, completely brightening the room causing discomfort to his eyes, due to which he couldn't see it directly.
As he glanced around, everything appeared ordinary and reminiscent of the life he once knew.
Blake felt both astonished and confused as he realized he couldn't sense any spiritual energy within himself, nor did he felt like he possess any kind of overwhelming power that he had become accustomed to.
Was he back in his original world, or was that all just a vivid dream, a figment of his imagination?
The surreal experiences he had encountered, from Asgard to the Soul Society was that all fake.
Blake gingerly swung his legs over the side of the bed, allowing his feet to touch the cool floor. As he rose from the comfort of his bed
When suddenly the door of the room opened with a creak, as.....
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