"Silence, you vain, greedy, cold-blooded child!"
"Then you're nothing but a senile old fool!!!"
Thor's fury erupted, reason abandoned, rage unchained.
In that instant, time itself seemed to stop.
Everyone stood stunned by the exchange—guards flanking the hall, a scheming Loki momentarily robbed of speech, even Odin… and Thor himself.
Odin slowly closed his eyes. After a breath, his voice emerged, unnaturally calm, laced with thunderous finality:
"You're right. I am a fool. A fool to think you were ready to be king. I should thank the Frost Giants for interrupting your coronation."
"Thor Odinson, you defied the command of your king. Your arrogance and ignorance nearly brought ruin upon the Nine Realms."
He lifted Gungnir, the Spear of Heaven, and pointed it forward. The Bifrost Bridge roared open, swirling with cosmic force capable of casting anything or anyone to the farthest reaches of the universe.
"You are unworthy of the love of your people! You are unworthy of the honors you wear! You are unworthy!" Odin's voice cracked through the hall like thunder as he tore the royal cloak and adornments from Thor's shoulders with his own hands.
"I now take from you all your godly power. By the name of the House of Odinson, by my name, Odin All-Father, I cast you out!"
"From this moment, you are mortal. You will live out your days on Midgard, powerless."
"From this moment, you will begin anew among mortals on Earth!"
"From this moment, burdened by your pride and folly, marked by your cruelty and arrogance, leave! Leave Asgard!!"
The Bifrost flared to full power, a rainbow storm of space-time energy. In a blink, Thor, his face stricken with disbelief, was hurled across the cosmos, his form vanishing into a streak of light.
"Father!" Loki cried out in mock concern, rushing forward, only to freeze as he beheld the look on Odin's face: not wrath, but terrifying calm.
Odin turned away and raised Mjolnir, the hammer of thunder itself. With divine power channeling through him, he whispered a solemn enchantment into the metal:
"Whosoever holds this hammer, if he be worthy, shall possess the power of Thor."
Then, without hesitation, he hurled Mjolnir into the Bifrost after its master. The hammer, infused with the authority of the Thunder God, vanished in a flash, following its exiled wielder into the unknown.
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Earth, Kamar-Taj.
High above the sacred halls, the Ancient One stood on the rooftop of the Sanctum, eyes turned skyward.
Within her calm gaze spun constellations, stars shifting ever so subtly, a mirror of her cosmic awareness. As Earth's protector and a mighty Skyfather-level sorcerer, she was ever attuned to forces beyond this world.
Suddenly, a divine presence crashed into Earth's spiritual fabric.
A booming voice echoed in her mind: "Ancient One. As per our pact, I have exiled Thor to Earth."
She remained composed, her gaze unwavering.
"You're not afraid that such a blow might break him forever? Or… is this your way of clearing the path for Loki, your ambitious little heir?"
"This is Asgard's internal matter. It is not yours to meddle in, outsider!"
Odin's eyes narrowed across the realms, his godforce rising like a cosmic tsunami, ready to devastate.
But the Ancient One merely raised her hand.
With unmatched elegance and terrifying ease, she crushed Odin's energy wave with her own sorcery, unraveling a calamity before it could begin.
Even sub-Skyfathers could shatter stars with a single blow. A Skyfather could annihilate galaxies.
And Odin was very much aware that the Ancient One, wielder of the Time Stone, master of forbidden knowledge stolen from Dormammu, and keeper of the Eye of Agamotto and the Book of the Vishanti, was no mere monk in yellow robes.
She looked serene. But Odin saw it now, behind the tranquility was a terrifying inhumanity, honed through countless slaughters of eldritch gods and otherworldly abominations.
They were both Skyfathers. They understood each other too well.
If war came, it would be a catastrophe, victory would mean mutual destruction. Even Odin, for all his power, was not eager to test the Ancient One's full wrath.
"I have faith in my son," Odin said gravely. "He is a true king. I only warn you, do not interfere with his path. If you do, I will not forgive it."
The divine presence faded.
The Ancient One's expression never changed. Slowly, she pulled back her hood.
"I won't interfere," she murmured. "But if others do… that's another matter entirely."
She lowered her eyes to the Time Stone, locked within the Eye of Agamotto. It shimmered green, pulses of time looping in fractal spirals.
In its depths, she had seen something.
A future.
A single vision among countless timelines, so profound, so terrifying, that even Odin would tremble before it.
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