As Thor continued shrinking, the axe in his hands also began to reduce in size, matching his transformation perfectly. While this was happening, Thor started to feel something unusual flowing between him and the weapon.
It was not just a faint vibration or a surge of energy, but a sensation that grew stronger with every passing second, as if the weapon itself was alive and connecting directly with his body.
This kind of reaction was something Thor had never heard of before, especially in the world of One Piece, where weapons did not bond with their wielders in such a personal and direct way.
When the shrinking finally stopped, Thor took a good look around him. The landscape that he had once towered over now looked completely different.
The trees that used to be below his sightline now stretched endlessly above him, the stones on the ground appeared like boulders, and the horizon looked impossibly far away. Everything had become gigantic in his eyes.
Thor had always been considered large, even among the giants, but now that he stood at the height of a human infant, he could finally understand the perspective of those much smaller than himself.
'I hate this view. I look so small. Can't I change back?' Thor thought to himself, frowning as he raised the axe and tried to drop it. However, before it could hit the ground, the entire blade of the axe began to emit a faint light.
Slowly, Thor's body started to grow again. His height returned bit by bit, until he was back to his original giant size. The moment his feet settled firmly on the ground again, Thor let out a breath of relief, feeling comforted as the world returned to its normal scale.
'Is that your ability?' Thor asked in his mind, directing his thought at the axe, half wondering if it could understand him.
The weapon answered in its own way—it glowed once, a brief pulse of light that Thor took as a confirmation. That was enough to convince him that the axe was at least partly alive or responsive.
Thor then decided to test the weapon further. He began asking questions aloud, waiting for the glow to respond. They established a kind of system together—one glow for yes, two glows for no.
Thor asked if the axe could allow him to control his size, and the weapon glowed once again, confirming it.
Intrigued, Thor began to ask more specific questions. He wanted to know whether the size control worked through gradual changes or if it was a fixed transformation.
When he asked about a standard shrinking size, the axe glowed once, showing that it only had one set form.
To test its limits, Thor started listing different measurements, trying to find out what the standard form would be.
Through trial and error, he discovered that no matter his current age or height, the weapon could transform him into a two-meter-tall version of himself.
It was a fixed state, consistent and unchanging, regardless of how large or powerful he became in his natural giant form.
Encouraged by his discovery, Thor began to think of other possible abilities. He asked the axe if it could summon lightning, and it glowed once.
He asked if it could create storms, and it glowed again. When he asked if it could release shockwaves, the weapon responded in the same way, confirming its wide range of elemental powers. But when Thor finally asked whether it was truly alive, the axe reacted differently.
This time, instead of glowing, the weapon began to pulse rhythmically, like a living heart beating within its metal frame. Its shape shifted slowly, transforming into something that looked like a large stone "T."
Then, the outer layer of stone began to crack and crumble away, revealing a core that looked almost organic, pulsing faintly beneath the surface.
The more the transformation continued, the more it resembled the Mjolnir that Thor remembered from the Record of Ragnarok version—compact, powerful, and filled with energy.
When Thor asked it to revert back, the weapon responded immediately, reshaping itself once more into the familiar double-headed axe form that looked exactly like the Stormbreaker. Thor couldn't help but admire it. It felt like he had found a partner rather than a tool.
While Thor was still examining his weapon, far away in Elbaf's upper realm, deep within the treasure chamber of the royal castle in the Sun Realm, another weapon began to stir.
This one was called Ragnar—the future weapon meant for Loki. It sat quietly among treasures and relics, but now its surface started to glow faintly with the same kind of life that Stormbreaker was showing.
The connection between them was invisible to everyone else, but the two weapons seemed to resonate across distance.
When Thor stopped experimenting and deactivated the axe, Ragnar's glow faded as well, returning to silence.
No one in the castle noticed this change, as the treasure chamber was empty at that hour. Thor himself, being in the Underworld, had no idea what kind of effect his actions had triggered.
Back in the Underworld, Thor kept playing with his new weapon, lifting it with one hand, testing its balance, and admiring the feeling of power that it carried. It was no longer as impossibly heavy as before.
Although it still carried weight, Thor found that he could easily hold and swing it using only one hand. Curious, he asked the weapon through thought, "Did you get lighter?" The axe glowed once again, confirming his suspicion. Thor grinned widely and decided to show it off.
He ran toward the area where his goats were resting, proudly showing them his new weapon, waving it around as the two animals bleated and jumped with excitement.
After a whole day had passed, Thor had already shown his new weapon to nearly everyone he knew.
The first to see it was, of course, Loki. Thor demonstrated how he had found it deep under the sea and how he managed to lift it from the ocean floor.
Loki, who had grown used to his brother's strange adventures, listened with curiosity.
When Loki asked what happened to the shovel that Thor had used before, Thor answered casually that it was still with him, and that he would use it for situations where he did not want to kill his enemies or make too much of a mess.
Out of curiosity, Loki tried to pick up the new weapon himself. The moment his hands touched it, he felt an overwhelming weight pressing down.
No matter how much effort he put in, he could not lift it even slightly. It was the same resistance that Thor had first felt underwater, but for Loki, it was immovable.
That alone showed how special and magical the weapon truly was, as well as how absurdly strong Thor had become.
Later, when Thor went to the Sun Realm to show his weapon to Hajrudin and the other young giants, the adults who happened to see it reacted with shock.
Some of them hurried away immediately, calling for the oldest living giant in Elbaf, the one known for his wisdom and long memory.
His name was Jorul, and he had recently lost his partner in a tragic encounter with a young giant who had gone mad from hunger.
When Jorul arrived, he found Thor showing off the weapon to Hajrudin and the others. Thor was spinning it around easily with one hand, then setting it down and inviting the others to try lifting it. None could even budge it.
"What miracle is this? Is that the Stormbreaker?" Jorul said slowly, his old eyes wide with disbelief. He recognized it immediately. For generations, this weapon and another one, Ragnar, had been known as the twin symbols of Elbaf's royal court, representing divine ancestry and power.
"Where did you find this, child?" Jorul asked, walking closer. His tone carried a mix of awe and curiosity.
Thor looked up at the old giant and began explaining everything—how he had found it stuck between the roots deep in the ocean, how he had pulled it free after struggling for so long, and what happened afterward when it reacted to him.
Jorul listened carefully before nodding. "It is said that this weapon will only choose the one destined to slay the red-blooded serpent," Jorul said, his deep voice steady. "Its strength grows according to the power of its wielder, and its bond cannot be broken once formed."
Thor listened quietly, holding the weapon with both hands as he began to understand that what he had found beneath the sea was not just a weapon, but a piece of ancient destiny tied to the giants of Elbaf.