Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!

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When I went to sleep, I immediately had my mind teleported somewhere else. It wasn't just a normal dream at all. It wasn't a nightmare either though. This place, it felt like a realm of the mind, yet it was also existing, somewhere.

It was completely black, with nothing but darkness everywhere. However, as I calmed myself down, I quickly sensed many other powerful presences. Enormous souls I had never seen before emerged one after the other, taking physical forms, yet still shrouded in darkness.

I couldn't seem them clearly, yet their glowing eyes of various colors glanced at me with rather judgmental stares. They remained in silence, until they all spoke in unison, from within the depths of this mysterious realm their voice echoed as if they were a single yet powerful will.

"Welcome, our newest sister, to the Titan Records."

I felt completely flabbergasted.

The Titan Records?!

What in the world is that?!

"Huh? H-Hello… Is this a really weird dream or something? What is the Titan Records?" I wondered.

The eyes staring at me seemed to become even more judgmental than before. I felt like I was dying out of all the fear I felt! Please stop staring at me so intensively!

"The newbie is quite clueless."

"Well what do you expect? We haven't had a sister since eons."

"It is amazing how father managed to give her a piece of his soul, and the last one."

"Our father is wise, but maybe his age has gotten the best of him! How could he give his last powers to a ghostly servant of Hel?!"

"Hey she's no half bad, she beat that idiot of Thor for good."

"Moonlight Magic, I had never seen that before."

They kept chatting with one another. Were these guys the souls of fallen Titans?

"AHEM! Brothers and sisters, is this the correct way to greet our new little sister? Please, everyone, keep your own opinions for yourselves. Let's greet her like a Titan, even if she's a bit weird."

The titan spoke, as his soul slowly began walking towards mine.

"W -Who exactly are you?" I wondered.

"Most call me Fárbauti." The enormous titan's soul said, as he quickly touched my forehead. "They know me as Loki's true father."

F L A A A S H!

The moment he touched my forehead, my mind was suddenly enlightened. In mere seconds, I felt several amounts of information entering my head. I learned a lot, more than I expected. I even saw visions of the titans being born, of Ymir's existence and his powers protecting the Realms.

I saw the origin of things, or perhaps, only a part of it. The Titans dominated the world yet they nourished and protected it. Many of them even created the Gods, their very children. And yet… ultimately, a war broke out in the middle of this beautiful peace.

The Gods formed a family, the Aesir, an alliance of the strongest Gods, and clashed against Ymir and the rest of the Titans, whose true names were Jotunn. The clash lasted many millenniums, yet the Gods ultimately won, most of the Jotunn were annihilate.

Ymir lasted the longest, even when his body was torn apart, he kept fighting, and fighting, and fighting. I felt his sadness, his fury, and his endless wrath and desire to avenge all of his fallen children.

"ODIN! We created YOU! How… How can you do this to me… To my children?!"

Ymir roared furiously amidst an endless battlefield, his body falling apart, the enormous titan was almost defeated. Tears of blood flowed from his enormous eyes.

Yet the God of Light, a bearded man with an eyepatch, golden armor, and riding a six-legged golden horse looked down at Ymir as if he was just trash.

"And that is why we must overcome you all. The world shall now belong to the Aesir! The Era of Jotunn is now over. And the Era of the Gods, shall begin!" Odin roared, pointing his divine spear at Ymir's face. "Die for a new Era, YMIR!!!"

"O O O D I I I I I N N N N N N!!!!"

CLAAAAAAASSSSHHHHH!!!!

An enormous explosion of pure light covered my vision.

When everything finally ended, I saw an entire wasteland, the Realms began to fall apart, and the Aesir seemed concerned.

"Father, the entire world is collapsing! Ymir was the pillar of the Realms, without him, everything will be over!" Odin's children called for their father.

However, Odin simply smiled back at Ymir's enormous corpse, and his lingering Soul Fragments.

"The world will not end, it shall be reborn." The God of Light proclaimed, utilizing his powers and the aid of the other traitors, they utilized Ymir and the other Jotunn corpses to rebuild the world, merging it with the remaining pieces of the crumbling Realms.

Until the new world was finally created, the Realms became massive continents with self-contained environment, and the Aesir designed their own Realm of Heaven, Asgard.

The last remaining Jotunn were persecuted and killed one by one, those that survived until now had been hiding as mountains, lakes, volcanoes, or even within the deep sea.

However, something happened. Ymir somehow remained "alive". He was now the earth, the sea, the clouds in the sky, he was everywhere all at once. His largest remaining Soul Fragments, which were not snatched away by Odin and the Aesir quickly took away his Divine Realm and deposited it within the Dimensions of Dreams.

And there, he brought all the souls of his fallen children, so they would remain together even after death. He designed his own heaven for them, but also, a new opportunity for the very few Jotunn that remained alive.

The Titan Records, which would aid the surviving Jotunn by being able to channel the power of the fallen ones, and grow even stronger, so they could one day fight back against the oppression of the Aesir.

So this is… the true origin of this place.

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