The moment the guests settled within Ashborn Dimension, three figures emerged from the mist near the World Tree.
Dark shadows rippled.
Blue-violet flames flickered.
And polished armor gleamed beneath a controlled aura of power.
Darkrai.
Ceruledge.
Armarouge.
They bowed their heads respectfully toward Alexander.
"Welcome," Alexander said calmly. "These are my companions."
Thor's eyes lit up instantly.
"Oh?" He cracked his knuckles.
"Then how about a match?"
Everyone froze.
Alexander sighed.
Thor vs. Reality (Again)
"I'll go first!" Thor announced, pointing at Darkrai.
Darkrai tilted its head.
The next second—
Thor was trapped in a crushing shadow nightmare, slammed into the ground, and politely deposited unconscious a few meters away.
Thor woke up seconds later.
"…Again."
Armarouge stepped forward.
Thor charged.
A single thunder-void blast sent Thor skidding across the land like a stone across water.
Thor lay flat.
"…Ow."
Loki clapped slowly.
"Magnificent."
Alexander nodded.
"Progress."
Loki Finds His Favorite
Loki, meanwhile, hadn't taken his eyes off Ceruledge.
"…That one," Loki said thoughtfully.
"Fast. Silent. Clean movement."
Ceruledge turned slightly, flames pulsing calmly.
"An assassin type," Alexander confirmed.
Loki smiled sharply.
"I like it."
Ceruledge's flames flickered approvingly.
Odin Notices the Truth
Odin, however, wasn't watching the fights.
He was watching the space itself.
The air.
The boundaries.
The silence beyond the horizon.
"…Something protects this realm," Odin said slowly.
Everyone turned toward him, confused—
Except Infinity, Death, and Galacta, who remained quiet.
Alexander smiled.
"You have a good eye, Father."
Odin straightened, pride clear.
"…So there is something."
Alexander raised his hand.
"Giratina."
The Guardian Revealed
Reality rippled.
From the depths of the dimension emerged a massive draconic figure, distortion folding around her form.
Giratina.
Single-Universe-class pressure filled the sky.
Everyone froze.
"…A beast?" Odin muttered.
Alexander nodded calmly.
"I met her during my travels," he said.
"She protects this place."
Giratina lowered her head politely.
"Greetings."
Odin stared.
Then sighed.
"…Why are you always this lucky?"
Thor's eyes sparkled.
"A DRAGON!"
Thor jumped up.
"FIGHT ME!"
Silence.
Everyone turned away at once.
"No."
"Absolutely not."
"Don't encourage him."
Giratina looked down at Thor.
"…I refuse," she said flatly.
"I do not fight muscle-heads."
Thor froze.
"…I've been rejected by a dragon."
Loki burst out laughing.
Alexander laughed with him.
Even Odin covered his mouth.
Others struggled to keep straight faces.
A Realm at Peace
As laughter faded, Odin looked around again.
Pets.
Guardians.
Lovers.
Cosmic beings.
And a realm that felt… safe.
Alexander stood beneath the World Tree, relaxed.
"This is home," he said.
Odin nodded slowly.
"…You have built something extraordinary."
Thor rubbed his head.
"…Can I spar with the tree?"
Everyone shouted again.
"NO."
And beneath the branches of Ashborn Dimension—
Peace held.