— Nidavellir, The Great Forge Hall —
Now that Nidavellir had been fully restored to its former glory, Kagura and her group were invited to the forge hall of the dwarven kingdom—where Eitri himself would personally craft the most powerful weapons in the universe, tailor-made just for them.
The air inside the hall was thick with heat and energy—metal clashing, gears grinding, and the unmistakable scent of fire and molten steel filled the room. It was the very essence of industrial might.
All around them, dwarves worked tirelessly, maintaining and rebooting the most advanced and powerful forging system in the realm—the Neutron Star Forge.
This colossal forge, powered by the energy of a neutron star, was the crown jewel of Nidavellir and the pride of the dwarves.
Seated atop the highest platform in the hall, Eitri—the dwarven king and master of the Neutron Forge—oversaw the operation, directing his craftsmen with precision.
During a break in the work, he turned to Kagura, his gratitude on full display.
"Lady Kagura, I cannot thank you enough. I never dreamed I'd live to see the day Nidavellir would shine again."
Kagura stood with her hands behind her back, cheeks slightly flushed.
"Oh, don't thank me. Honestly, the real reward for me is getting access to the best weapons your kingdom can offer!"
(Kagura's inner monologue: Praise me more! Keep it coming! Shower me with praise!)
"Of course!" Eitri nodded firmly. "As repayment for your great kindness, we will spare no effort. The weapons we forge for you will be our finest—strong enough to challenge even Hela or Thanos without faltering."
"Perfect," Kagura smiled, satisfied. "With your help, reclaiming Asgard might finally be within reach."
Eitri let out a deep sigh of relief… then added, "There's just one thing I need to ask. It's been weighing on my mind, and I'd like some reassurance."
"Go ahead," said Kagura. "If it's something I know… I'll answer honestly. (Probably.)"
Hearing this, Eitri looked slightly more at ease.
"The power of the Reality Stone is immense—but few beings in the universe can actually control it."
"When we designed the Infinity Gauntlet, the best we could manage was to harness the 'illusion' aspect of the Reality Stone's power. So… the Nidavellir you brought back for me—are you absolutely sure it's not just a mirage?"
Ah—so that's what he was worried about.
Kagura chuckled to herself.
As expected of the man who designed the Infinity Gauntlet—his understanding of the Stones ran deep.
"Don't worry, Master Eitri. I'm not some run-of-the-mill amateur when it comes to using Infinity Stones."
She gently touched her chest. "I can draw out the full authority of the Reality Stone. That means I can say with absolute certainty—this Nidavellir isn't an illusion. The Reality Stone rewrote reality itself. What you're seeing is real."
By this point, Kagura had fully earned the Reality Stone's recognition.
Her will was the stone's will.
When she activated its power, it truly reshaped the world around her.
Even more impressively—using the Reality Stone no longer drained her QP or impacted her core energy source.
The only real "cost" she paid… was good old-fashioned physical exhaustion.
After using the Reality Stone to restore an entire realm, Kagura could feel a wave of intense fatigue washing over her.
She had half a mind to just lie down right there and take a nap.
But that deep, unmistakable tiredness was also proof that what she had done was real—and irreversible.
"Good. I'm glad to hear that, Lady Kagura."
Eitri smiled and rose to his feet. "Come with me. The blueprints and materials for your weapons are ready. We can begin forging immediately."
"Wait, 'your weapons'?" Loki blinked in confusion. "I thought this was about building a new hammer for that oaf Thor. Why does Kagura get one too? What about me? Where's mine?! I want a custom weapon too!"
"HAHAHAHA!"
Eitri let out a booming laugh, slapping Loki's back so hard it nearly knocked him into the floor.
"Don't worry! We dwarves don't give handouts… but we do repay our debts. You helped bring back Nidavellir—so of course, we're making a signature weapon for each of you!"
Come on now—signature weapons?
Obviously, everyone gets their own!
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Nidavellir — The Forge Hall, Weapon Design Center
It looked like a vast, ancient museum filled with monolithic stone tablets—or perhaps a forgotten library from some lost civilization.
Massive slabs of stone towered all around them, stacked layer after layer like a mystical Stonehenge, stretching so far into the distance they vanished from view.
According to Eitri, this was the archive where nearly every powerful weapon blueprint in the known universe was stored.
Each stone tablet radiated a mysterious energy and was laid out in a circular formation, resembling both the dominos of a cosmic game and the intricate patterns of an Eastern bagua array.
The room gave off a palpable air of reverence and ceremony.
On every tablet, holographic projections—courtesy of advanced dwarven tech—displayed the weapon's name, creator, attributes, and full schematic in breathtaking detail.
The stone tablets themselves weren't just ancient relics—they were infused with dwarven technology, each one serving as both a detailed blueprint and a forging mold for legendary weapons.
"This," Eitri declared proudly, gesturing toward the towering rows of stone slabs, "is the pinnacle of dwarven engineering!"
"Every single weapon design stored here is a legendary artifact—cosmic-tier god-weapons. Just one of them could conquer an entire civilization!"
Thor's Mjolnir.
Odin's Gungnir.
Surtur's Twilight Sword.
And even the mythical starforged Excalibur, or Europe's ancient indestructible blade, Durandal…
These golden legends—famous even in Kagura's memory—were, in the Marvel universe, mostly forged here by the master craftsmen of Nidavellir, using the finest smithing techniques in the cosmos.
Eitri pulled a nearby lever.
With a deep mechanical rumble, the massive slabs of stone began to shift and slide, their thick metal hinges groaning under the weight.
Even the floor of the hall trembled with their movement.
Unlike the gold-laden, divine elegance of Asgard, Nidavellir was defined by its raw, unyielding industrial power—gritty, massive, and unapologetically heavy-duty.
If Asgard's colors were regal gold, then Nidavellir's was undoubtedly a bold, weathered bronze.
"This way, my honored guests," Eitri said as he led them forward. "The weapons we've prepared for you three are among the most powerful in this entire hall—perhaps even greater than Asgard's Eternal Spear."
"Thor! This weapon is for you!"
He pointed toward a slowly sliding slab beside him. "This is the greatest king's weapon we have ever forged for Asgard. Only the true King of Asgard is worthy to wield it."
"It's far more powerful than Mjolnir. It can summon the Bifrost directly—ignoring all cosmic pathways."
"The blade can cut through anything in the universe. Armor? Nothing. Even the power of the Infinity Stones can't block its strike. This weapon was forged only once since the dawn of time—Stormbreaker, the war axe of gods."
Once the introduction was complete, Eitri sent the mold for Stormbreaker toward the Neutron Star Forge, then turned toward a slightly smaller tablet.
"Prince Loki," he continued, "you may not be aware, but your homeland's treasure—the Casket of Ancient Winters—was, in a way, also tied to Nidavellir."
"And the weapon I've prepared for you surpasses even the power of that icy relic."
A soft glow flickered across the slab as a holographic image slowly appeared: a long, slender white wand.
"This," Eitri explained, "is a wand crafted from immortal mistletoe. It can shift form at the wielder's will—into a wand, a longsword, a dagger, and more."
"Mistletoe is the only material in existence that exists outside the protective laws of divine blessing. Its attacks can wound that which is otherwise untouchable… and kill that which is otherwise unkillable."
"It is the only weapon known to the cosmos that can slay a supreme deity."
After sending the mistletoe wand's blueprint away, Eitri reached for the final tablet.
Unlike the others, this one was different.
It was ancient—far older, more worn, with visible signs of decay and crumbling edges.
"And as for you, Lady Kagura…"
"Your weapon… is something the universe has never seen before."
"Not even Nidavellir has ever forged such a thing. Because the moment this weapon appears—"
"It signifies the end of destiny itself."
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