(Flashback 75 Years Ago)
I am 25 years old at this point and had only been working on mastering the Scythe as my starting weapon. I was also still very new at Enchanting as I started with this magic first because of it's versatility and power when one becomes proficient in it. I had also trained in Telekinesis magic and was quite proficient in it. Enchanting was so difficult to gain proficiency in mostly due to the knowledge one needs of Rune Sequences. But I was very good at this particular magic and used it with my fighting style to have my weapons essentially fight by themselves. My father had commissioned Eitri the Dwarf to create me a Scythe. This scythe already had a size regulation and weight enchantment in it to allow me to slowly get used to an increased size and weight of the scythe.
All in all it was the perfect training weapon for me. I would later commission another Scythe without any enchantments to allow for practice in Enchanting. My progress after gaining the aforementioned training weapon resulted in explosive growth. I had also enjoyed spars with my little brothers. Thor put up quite a decent fight, but I knew how he thought and we ended up being pretty much evenly matched if not me being a little more skillful as my Telekinesis Magic made up for my own lack of skill with my weapon despite my inherent skill with a scythe.
Loki actually was harder to fight than Thor, I hadn't yet started training in Illusion magic so I was definitely out of my depth. Again I won as my skills with my Scythe and my Telekinesis magic more than made up for it. My brothers are surely a very powerful warrior and magician in their own right and I didn't want to just have my skills and magic barely able to beat them, so I requested my father allow me to go out with some of the Asgardian warriors to hunt and just go on adventures.
My father said it'd be best to wait until I had at least mastered my weapon first. We went back and forth until finally he relented as I explained that I needed actual real world combat experience and would not be able to progress as fast if I just trained in solitude even if I sparred with my brothers or the guards it wouldn't be an effective training method as they would not be out for blood and would not try to seriously injure the Crown Prince, this was especially true for the guards.
Now, was all this a bit rash and could I end up getting killed if I wasn't careful? Yes, but that's the fun of it and I know it will help me get stronger faster.
||AN: I will place a pic of MC at 25 in the chapter comments||
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(70 years ago)
I'm 30 now and in terms of looks, I haven't changed from how I looked when I was 25 that much, but in terms of skill, I am world's ahead of my skills 5 years ago.
With the permission of my father I had gone with the Asgardian warriors on many missions and in a few of them I had nearly died. All these events helped to increase my strength at a rate that astounded all but my father Odin as he seemed to expect it, maybe he already knew how strong I would get and that's why he approved my request.
I have pretty much mastered the Scythe as I had essentially been working on mastering it since I was 9 and even though I split the time of training with training in magic, training in only one weapon and that one specific magic helped to make it easier as they fed off each other. By gaining proficiency in Enchanting I could apply new runes to my scythe and make it easier to use and train with. By gaining more skill with the scythe, I could realize the areas that needed improvements and could use Enchantments to supplement for the discrepancies.
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(Present day)
I had finished getting acquainted with my soldiers as their general and Odin had requested we head out on a mission that would be a combination of training my leadership skills as well as taking care of some enemies that could be a problem later. According to Odin, the nine realms needed to be given a small reminder as why we were the protectors of the realms and a glimpse of the strength of the Crown Prince of Asgard. We were heading to Ria to take care of some marauders. Unbeknownst to me, these were actually the same Marauders that Thor would encounter after the destruction of the Bifrost. Ria was predominantly inhabited by the Kronnan race, a race of stone beings that would spend their time fighting to see who was stronger.
Myself and the Asgardian Army were making our way across the Rainbow Bridge to be sent to Ria to take care of the possible future enemies.
"My Prince, what brings you to the Bifrost today?" Heimdall asks despite already knowing.
"Why do you ask questions to which you already know the answer Heimdall?" i asked sardonically.
"I am merely making conversation. Now, i will setup transportation to Ria." Heimdall responded with a grin. Then turned to place his sword into its slot to activate the Bifrost.
I Turned around to address my soldiers.
"Warriors of Asgard! We will set out to remind those who challenge our power of the truth. The truth that Asgard are protectors and we will not allow our strength to be put into question."
RAAAAA!
RAAAAA!
RAAAAA!
The soldiers cheered as we began to march towards the portal to Ria.
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(On Ria)
Most of the surface of Ria is rocky plains and as we entered Ria, we could see a large encampment and could see many different species conversing, including many Kronans. Kronans had been protected by Asgard for many centuries, so there were not many who had sided with the Marauders, by my count, there were around 100 of them talking and battling with the rest of the Marauders.
We marched just outside their encampment and i moved forward after getting off my horse which i had named Sepulchria she was a tall horse with glistening obsidian hair and beautiful dark eyes. She was a gift i received from my father when i first went out to train with the Asgardian warriors years ago as he had noticed my penchant for the color black as my wardrobe contained almost exclusively black attire. The group had noticed us making our way toward them and many had stepped out to observe and were readying for battle.
"I am Erebos, Crown Prince of Asgard. We have received reports of a possible attack against the realms under our protection. What say you!?!?" I shouted out to be heard over the clamour of their forces.
One singular Marauder, who seemed to be the leader stepped out.
"I know not where you have gained your information, but it is vastly lacking in authenticity." he stated.
"Lacking in authenticity you say? Well, we received our information from Heimdall himself, are you claiming that one of our own has misled us?" i said back.
The Marauder leader grit his teeth in frustration as he knew he couldn't use that excuse anymore. He was about to respond when he was interrupted by what i assumed was the leader of the Kronans present.
"Enough talk, let us settle our differences with out fists!" he said as he charged towards me.
i sighed as i knew something like this would happen knowing the temperance of the Kronans.
"FOR ASGARD!!!" I shouted as a rallying cry to the men behind me as i charged forward followed closely by the warriors who repeated my words as they charged as well.
FOR ASGARD!!!
FOR ASGARD!!!
FOR ASGARD!!!