【Hammer Base】Forever in Love Underwater

God said, let there be light.

The star was originally without a name.It crouched low behind a gigantic planet like a shivering, overwhelmed younger brother in his older brother's shadow.Every step the planet takes, it must also take a step dejected.It is too small to escape the huge and cruel gravity of the planet, so it can only be dragged around wantonly; from the aesthetic point of view of the people on earth, it has beautiful mountains, rivers and seas, but the planet holds it and shakes it, Shattered its mountains and disturbed its seas.It is like a snow globe rolling around, and the original exquisite beauty inside is now turned upside down and messed up.

There is a star in the distance, like the sun we know, almost eternally generous, with endless heat and brilliant light; Warm and golden, it becomes a sweet caramel popcorn in the universe.But that planet is too big, too big, so big that it blocks out the sky and blocks out the sun, monopolizing all the light and heat.So the little star got only the shadow on the back of the light and heat.It has no choice but to become a cold ice ball with only polar night and extreme cold.The ocean is frozen in a variety of strange postures, and it seems to be surging and roaring forever, but there is no sound of waves.

At the beginning of its birth, this star probably had a short period of freedom and light, because in its soil, there is still a trace of life that once sprouted.But it was caught by this planet.Its orbit has been forcibly altered.It also tried to escape, and the attempt left it in pieces, almost split in two.But the planet never let go - its huge body gave it huge power, and it didn't even know what consequences its power would cause. "Stay, stay, stay with me!" the planet ordered it.Little Xingxing was held by its side, so dark, cold, and trembling all the time, walking a path that did not belong to him.

If it had eyes, it would probably be able to see half a round of hazy glow from the edge of that huge shadow, as if looking at a crown worn by a planet; Think of the invisible ring of light as the prelude to sunrise—maybe the next second, the next second, the sun will finally burst out and illuminate its body—it waits and waits and waits and waits.Waited for 1000 years, 1 years, 10 years.

What an unattainable dawn that was.

Then God came.God said, let there be light.

Thor soared into the sky.He pushed the little star forward and forward.He made up his mind to let it break free from the prison of the planet's gravity.At the beginning, the planet must have been very disdainful to him—how could a body as small as dust take its stars away from it?But it didn't think that the scale of God's power is far beyond the shackles of the body; God has form, but God's power is boundless.When God makes up his mind, he will go all out and never fail.

Raytheon pushes the stars outward a little, and the planets pull back a little; they repeatedly push back and compete; the gods and the planets, the two most powerful creations in the universe, must decide the winner today.

Thor is destined to win, he has never lost a battle in his life.He pushed the little star forward, and the gravitational force of the little star set off waves of sea of ​​clouds all the way on the surface of the big planet, like a deep, bloody scar.This scar across the middle exposed the crimson land on the surface of the planet.Its stars were plucked, and it bled.But what can it do?It is trapped in place by its inherent grandeur, and it cannot wander here and there at will, chasing the stars.

And so, for the first time, this nameless star, which has never seen light, showed its face in the universe; from the edge of the planet, it poked its head out shyly.The light came and revealed its crooked smile with small teeth.The frozen ocean began to revive tick-tock, flowing like blood in the veins; light brought heat, heat brought clouds, clouds brought rain, like stars shedding tears.First a little sob.Then, its whole body was exposed to the light, and the unprecedented heat made its whole body boil, and the thawing brought a heart-wrenching numbness and a burst of joy; it had to exhaust all its strength, trembling, and crying.

But Thor is kind, he didn't let the light and heat torment it for too long—"Don't cry," Thor comforted it, "we'll be home soon." God's promise is destined to be fulfilled every word.They fly together and stay at a precisely calculated position.Here, it's warm, but not scorching; it's flowing, not tidal.Here, it hangs and rotates securely, bathed in golden hazy brilliance, like a river of love.

God said let there be light, so it saw the light.

It also has a name - it's New Asgard.

At first, Thor Odinson's "star-making campaign" made Tony Stark a little funny.He was born with naive obstinacy and childishness. In the eyes of smart adults, such words and deeds are always a little funny—but they are not funny funny, but cute and tragic funny.This lovely and tragic god wanted to create a planet out of his own will.

One night, Thor suddenly ran into the house and announced loudly at the dinner table: "I know! I want to find a star!" With childlike excitement, he said, "I'm going to make it New Asgard!"

If a spoiled kid walked into a department store, he would take it for granted that he would ask for something, regardless of whether he could actually afford it, "I want that model! This plane!"

After shouting this sentence, he flew away with a bang. Tony really wanted to tell him that humans have been searching for so many years, but haven't found a decent terrestrial planet, where are you going to find another "Asgard"?

But two weeks—just two weeks later, Thor is back.He was filthy, his hands were covered with chilblains, and he walked with a limp.But he was in good spirits, and he brought presents to his friends—he brought Tony a piece of alien metal he had never seen before, and begged him to help him "count it" because he "brained Not so bright”—

This is him being too self-effacing.If his mind is really as "unintelligible" as he said, it is impossible to learn the cosmic coordinate system in the sense of astronomy, it is impossible to remember the data of stars and planets, and it is impossible to put it in a week. The veins of a star can be felt clearly.

This brilliant, powerful, and extremely lucky god actually found a new star that could grow into Asgard.However, this nova is obscured by the neighboring planets, and it is dark and extremely cold all year round.Earthlings are helpless against such extreme cold. For human explorers, they can only leave. This is the final ending of the story.But for Thor, who always has the ability to go his own way, this is just the beginning of the story: he decided to push this cold planet to a position where it can see light-Tony knows that he is a god, and he can lift a building with one hand , and can pull the cosmic engine alone.But it was a star after all—could he move a star?

"I can," he said.

—Look at his cocky temper.

Thor sat there, crackling and reporting a series of values ​​- Iron Man could only command his fingers to input and calculate quickly on the keyboard, comprehensively considering all the data - distance, temperature, magnetic force, atmospheric content, soil composition, The proportion of water and soil, the interstellar environment-Thor said, "I'm not sure where to push it. You can give it a similar position. If it's not right, I can adjust it again."He compared building a star to building a tree house.God is truly enviable.

Seven days later, Thor returned to Earth.Both of his arms were broken, and the capillaries all over his body were ruptured one after another due to excessive force, leaving groups of blue and purple blood flowers under the skin.

He walked into the Avengers Tower and crashed to his knees.

The god, bathed in blood and sweat, said, "There is light," he murmured, "the sun is shining brightly."

He passed out.

At this point, Tony couldn't find his decision funny anymore.

In the days that followed, Thor became an interstellar contractor.He floats in mid-air, releasing lightning continuously, fine-tuning the ratio of oxygen in the air with electric ions; there are some strange and skilled craftsmen in his address book: giants who move stones, dwarfs who plant god trees, and god horses who open mines .He ran around, giving presents to this, bowing to that, begging them to do Asgard a little favor; the young king, piecemeal, put his empire together.This level of expansion is the limit of miracles that human beings dare not even imagine.

Thor brought his camera to this semi-finished planet and took many photos; in the photos, the prototype of the fairy palace has already appeared—mountains and waterfalls, fragrant flower grasslands, high pavilions and pavilions, all bathed in a dreamlike golden light .In the process of building his new home, there were some things that Thor wasn't sure about; for example, how many directions would he have to drive the canal?What kind of seeds have to be buried in different soils?Fortunately, although he is young and energetic, he will never pretend to understand, be arrogant and domineering.He humbly asked his people, friends on earth, and all the people on the World Tree who were willing to give him answers.He showed pictures of his new home to the Asgardians.They agreed that this time, Asgard must be built better than before.After a brief period of despair, the Asgardians were once again full of hope for the future; they were originally a kind and enthusiastic race, but now they are encouraged by a bright future, and their kindness and enthusiasm are even more intensified.They are so grateful for the short-term shelter of the earthlings that they love this blue planet anti-customer-orientedly, and they have to give some generous gifts to give up.Artists left amazing colors on the walls of the earth, bringing shocks of art and beauty; magicians walked into the laboratory, and physicists discussed the boundaries and connections between magic and science; goddesses walked into the desert hand in hand , Cultivate tough and non-aggressive new tree species, sow one oasis after another.

Asgard gave Earth a tree, and Thor took a flower from Earth.His backyard in New Asgard is full of bright roses.He heard that this is the flower that represents love.

Thor is very busy, his hair is full of sand, and his clothes are always in tatters.Occasionally, people can see him lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, holding the unfinished half of a burrito in his hand, talking vaguely in his sleep.Once, he collapsed on the sofa and snored loudly, then smacked his lips and said, "Mom..."

At that time, Tony suddenly realized that he seemed to have just turned 20 years old by the standards of people on Earth. A 20-year-old may not have even graduated from college, and may have no clue about the future.In this way, he became the youngest member of the Avengers besides Peter.At such a young age, both of his parents have died, and his homeland has been destroyed; he has saved the universe more than once, and he has to shoulder the fate of a planet and the future of the people of a country.

Tony told him not to be in such a hurry—the earth now wants the Asgardians to stay for a few more years, so why work so hard day and night?No one will chase them away.

But Thor shook his head, refusing to stop.

Natasha asked him, "You really can't see anything?"

Tony shook his head in puzzlement, and the red-haired woman snorted softly, "You," she said hoarsely, "you're so old, you still don't understand anything."

--ah?What do you mean by "all this age?"

One night in the middle of the night, Tony came out of the laboratory and accidentally found Thor on the terrace outside the living room, looking up at the moon.

He walked over, "What are you thinking about, big man?"

Thor looked down at him, smiled kindly, and raised his head again, looking up at a clear glow in the sky.

"I didn't find the moon for my new home," he whispered. "I tried, but it didn't work."

"Did there used to be a moon in Asgard?" Tony asked a little curiously.

Thor nodded, "Yes, but it's a little bigger than this." He stretched out his hand, and roughly drew a two-wheeled circle around the moon in the sky. "It's about this big, and the color is a bit blue. There is also a small circle of companion stars." He drew a bow beside the moon. "At night, the light of the moon is always very bright. Even if the lights are not turned on, the words on the book can be read clearly by the moonlight. Loki used to He often lies on the window sill and reads in the light. He likes the moon the most, he said—"

He suddenly stopped talking. Tony also thought he was choosing words and making sentences - English is an alien language to him, and his oral expression skills are really mediocre, which caused him to stop halfway when speaking, fumbling to piece together the next sentence.So Iron Man waited patiently, waiting for Thor to speak again.

But after waiting for a full few minutes, Thor remained silent.

Tony looked up wonderingly.

At first Tony thought he was wrong.The moonlight was like water, and the silvery brilliance sprinkled on the face, like a clear spring sprinkled on the face, with cool water marks.He thought it was just moonlight.

But then, a small drop of water, condensed with moonlight, fell from Thor's chin.

It was a tear.

Thor cried.

He looked at the moon, weeping silently, his jaw was tense, as if he was afraid that he would make a crying sound.

At that moment, Iron Man suddenly understood his urgency—he was building a new Asgard without sleep, because he was afraid that before Loki died, he would not have time to take another look at the old home he was thinking of.

Loki is lying in the Avengers Tower, which is his intensive care unit; he's lying there, terribly frail, but still looking good.He was already very lean, and he didn't have much room to lose weight, so he didn't look much different from before.He became haggard, but his outline became more distinct, as if a layer of makeup had been applied lightly.His black hair was neatly trimmed, his face was calm, and his skin had a faint blue glow (maybe like moonlight in Asgard, Tony thought).His skull is elegant, his forehead is full, his nose and chin are also very delicate, even without much flesh and blood filling and beautification, he still looks charming and beautiful.He had never shown such an elegant demeanor in front of people on Earth before; before his death, he was mostly gentle in his words, so that the little nurses were so fascinated that they rushed to work overtime.Even if he turns into a skeleton in the end, he should be more handsome than other skeletons.

When he is awake, he flips through books, listens to music, and smiles at the doctor.You can see why there are people who love him, worship him, and follow him—he is, after all, an intelligent, brilliant, almost divine figure.

There is surveillance video in the ward.Thor doesn't know this, but Loki probably can (he's too suspicious, and suspicious people are always suspicious of other people's suspicions).His sacrifice in the war won the forgiveness of some people, but it did not bring much friendship and trust. Tony could see that Thor was always sneaking into Loki's hospital room while Loki was asleep or unconscious.He sat on the chair by the bed, didn't speak, didn't move, just stared at Loki for a long time.He has no expression, and can't see what's going on in his heart.He looked at his face, looked at his hand outside the quilt - that hand was also bony, but thanks to the slender and well-proportioned bones, it was still beautiful, only with an extra morbidity and ghostliness.He reached out, slipped his hand under the quilt, and grabbed Loki's foot.It might be that his feet were a little cold, but Thor finally had some expression on his face—he frowned, then picked up the remote control, and raised the room temperature by two degrees.

Loki's eyelids move, as if he's about to wake up. Thor stood up quickly, running away from his brother.

If Loki disappears with a pop, Thor can still console himself, deceive himself: he's definitely not dead, he's just slipped away again.But now he is lying there, haggard little by little, dying little by little, exhausted little by little in the instrument records, little by little proving that his death is an irreversible fact.But he died without pain or resentment.His posture is calm, even a little smug, as if he is acting like a baby to Thor.With his hands on his hips, he declared and questioned confidently: I am going to die!Are you uncomfortable, are you ashamed?I have made such a great sacrifice, you say, do you love me or not—say!

Heimdall also stayed in New York with Thor.He occasionally comes downstairs for coffee in casual clothes, looking like an off-season football player. Tony couldn't hold back anymore, he caught him and asked: Is there a bit of "that" between these two brothers?

Heimdall looked at him with neither surprise nor blame.He said, "Everyone guesses like this. Sometimes the two of them are too close, and sometimes they are too opposed. This kind of extreme relationship fluctuation seems to be best explained by love. But," he pointed to his eyes , expressing that he sees everything clearly, "The two of them are indeed just brothers, there is no 'that' as you said."

"Just once," he added later, "Loki asked His Majesty to kiss him."

"Has Thor kissed?" Tony doesn't know why he can imagine that image so effortlessly.

But Heimdall shook his head. "They're just brothers."

It's so weird, Tony thought—he didn't even kiss Loki.

The fact that he could push the stars with his bare hands seemed more like a brutal miracle.

TBC