Just call me Thor

Chapter 586: Who am I



The child's question was sharp and precise.

How could he know if Ares was lying to him?

According to Ares, the child was indeed a part of the Supreme Demon God, but theoretically, he was also an ally of humanity, meant to fight alongside them against the demon race.

Still, the child was worried about one thing:

What if Ares was lying?

Even though he was trapped in this space, the child was simple, not stupid.

Ares didn't answer directly. Instead, he posed a question of his own:

"If killing one person could save the entire world, would you do it?"

"Save the entire world?"

The child frowned, not understanding what "save the entire world" meant.

Mike sighed and patiently explained the concept to him.

The child thought for a moment, realizing this wasn't a question he could answer carelessly. He replied honestly:

"If the world really has a lot of people, and killing that one person could save them all, I might do it... as long as that person isn't me!"

His answer was childish but sincere.

He said what he truly thought, without pretense or deceit.

In fact, his response probably reflected what many people would think-simple and unadorned.

Ares chuckled, then shook his head.

"Killing someone and saving the world have nothing to do with each other.

"If you want to kill, then kill. If you want to save the world, then save it. For example, when I draw my sword, it's simply because I want to draw my sword. Nothing more."

The child was utterly confused by this response.

Even Mike felt that Ares' words had elevated the conversation to a whole new level of pretentiousness.

The vibe? Impeccable. The style? Unmatched.

As for the child... well, he didn't understand a word of it.

Mike had no choice but to act as a translator.

"What my second bro means is that if he doesn't want to lie to you, he won't lie to you.

"He doesn't need to use the excuse of 'saving the world' to deceive you.

"And if he did want to lie to you, you wouldn't be able to stop him anyway..."

In simpler terms: What are you gonna do about it? Fight me?

Ares glanced at the partially dismantled wooden cage, yawned, and said casually, "I'm tired. You guys can handle the rest."

This phantom of Ares had been created by the child on a whim.

Even though Ares had taken control of it, the power it possessed was extremely limited.

Helping Mike dismantle a third of the sword prison was already a significant effort.

As for whether Mike could handle the rest? That wasn't Ares' problem.

Before Afterskin had shown up, Mike had been at risk of dying, so Ares had intervened to check on him.

But now that Afterskin was here, Ares was no longer worried.

Anything associated with Afterskin tended to end up alive but miserable.

In Ares' view, as long as Mike wasn't dead, he was fine.

And if he was fine, Ares could clock out.

Flawless logic.

Back in the dream space, Mike stared at the wooden cage in front of him, quickly regaining his composure.

"Alright, let's keep playing," he called out.

With Ares gone, the child seemed less restrained.

He crouched beside the cage. Ares had already dismantled about a third of it, but the

remaining two-thirds still needed to be dealt with.

The child soon came up with a solution and removed a stick.

He looked at Mike expectantly.

"Sir, it's your turn."

Mike began to think.

The child urged him again, "Sir, it's your turn!"

"Relax," Mike said casually. "We're safe here anyway."

What's the rush? I'll figure it out in a second!

"That's not true."

The child looked at Mike seriously and corrected him.

"There's a demon god coming."

Mike: ...

Is it too late to run now?

Wait a minute-wasn't this space created by Dream Come True?

Why would a demon god show up here?!

And if a demon god could appear, who else could it be but the Supreme Demon God?

Mike asked cautiously, "The demon god you're talking about... are they strong?"

The child replied earnestly,

"They're not strong when they first arrive, but eventually, they'll be as strong as me... and a

little stronger than you."

Mike was still processing this when a terrifying, oppressive aura surged from outside the

space.

The demon god had arrived!

When Mike finally saw who it was, he fell silent.

Dressed in an extravagant robe, the Fifth Demon God stormed in, grabbing the child by the

collar and demanding furiously:

"WHO AM I?!"

Who am I?

The Fifth Demon God was clearly unhinged.

He kept shaking the child, repeatedly asking the same question.

Even Mike couldn't bear to watch anymore.

Clearing his throat, Mike said sternly, "Ahem, Fifth Demon God, could you please mind your

image?"

The deranged Fifth Demon God finally noticed Mike, the wooden cage, and everything else

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"And what the hell are you supposed to be?"

Mike: ...

The Fifth Demon God seemed to regain a sliver of sanity and sneered.

"Oh, it's you."

Before Mike could respond, the Fifth Demon God let out a cold laugh, glanced around, and

said disdainfully,

"This nightmare is getting more and more realistic. Even Thor's illusion has shown up."

Mike: ???

"Have you considered the possibility that I'm not an illusion but actually real?" Mike tried

reasoning with him.

On one hand, the Fifth Demon God's power had skyrocketed upon entering this space, making

it impossible for Mike to overpower him.

On the other hand, the Fifth Demon God's presence here was undeniably strange, and Mike

wanted to figure out why.

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible."

The Fifth Demon God tossed the child to the ground and sat cross-legged, exuding

confidence.

"I've been trapped in this nightmare for over a century. When it comes to being insane, I have

more experience than you."

No wonder the Fifth Demon God had a son like Shadow Two-they were practically identical. Pointing at the child, the Fifth Demon God continued,

"This dream only has this useless little brat. All he does is cry. I could make him bawl with a

single punch."

Mike protested immediately.

"Hitting kids is wrong!"

Morpheus had gone to great lengths to protect the Supreme Demon God's good side in this

space.

And now the Fifth Demon God wanted to beat him up? That would ruin everything!

"You think I'd actually do it? This is all a dream-it's fake. There's no point in doing

something like that."

The Fifth Demon God spoke with the dignity of a king.

Even in madness, he refused to stoop to bullying a child.

Mike decided to change the subject.

"But what if I'm real?"

The Fifth Demon God shook his head, dismissing the idea again.

"Impossible. If you were the real Thor, you wouldn't dare stay here. Without the protection of

a human Supreme Being, you'd be at risk of falling in my presence. Why wouldn't you run?"

Mike: ...

He couldn't argue with that.

The Fifth Demon God wasn't wrong.

Unfortunately, leaving wasn't an option. According to Ares, this dream space was nearly

impossible to escape.

Mike couldn't just abandon the child and Afterskin, so he had no choice but to stay and deal

with the Fifth Demon God.

As they spoke, Mike's hand instinctively rested on the Thunderclap Hammer.

"If I'm not mistaken..."

The Fifth Demon God suddenly said,

"Whether you're real or an illusion, this is the part where you try to ambush me."

The moment he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning shot toward him at an impossible angle,

aimed directly at his face!

Mike had made his move!

The Fifth Demon God knew him too well.

If there was an opportunity to ambush, Mike would never fight head-on.

Before entering the dream space, Mike had used Replication Mode to copy Maxen's skill:

Illusory Reality.

At the time, he'd done it just for fun, but now it was proving to be a game-changer.

Against the Fifth Demon God, this move was a potential trump card.

But as the lightning approached, the Fifth Demon God smirked disdainfully.

With a casual flick of his finger, the lightning disintegrated, vanishing into thin air.

Mike's attack had failed.

His expression darkened.

The Fifth Demon God was even more troublesome than he'd anticipated.

Shaking his head, the Fifth Demon God sneered.

"If Ares had used that move, I'd have no choice but to accept my fate. But you? You're not at

his level yet. You're too young-only 18... pathetic."

Just as Mike was preparing for a desperate fight, a familiar voice interrupted him.

"Well said."

The sword energy that had previously dissipated began to coalesce once more, forming a

humanoid figure.

A swordsman appeared in front of the Fifth Demon God, nodding in approval.

"Keep going."

The Fifth Demon God stared at the swordsman, sneering.

"Son of a bitch, who the hell are you? Why should I praise you?"

Mike, Afterskin, and the child: ...

Ares, unfazed by the insult, simply smiled.

Why argue with a madman?

If he wanted to settle the score, he could always slash him to death once he regained his

sanity.

Turning to Mike, Ares said casually,

"I forgot to mention earlier this space prohibits slaughter. You can't attack him, and he

can't attack you."

Mike: ???

Wouldn't that have been useful to know before I tried to kill him?!

Clearly, this no-slaughter rule was a result of Dream Come True.

After delivering this crucial piece of information, Ares' form dissolved once more.

The Fifth Demon God, however, seemed deep in thought.

Mike took the opportunity to sneak over, grab the child, and bring him back.

Sure, being near Afterskin might bring bad luck, but it was better than letting the Fifth

Demon God bully the kid.

Mike's plan was simple: since no one could fight, they'd coexist peacefully. He'd focus on dismantling the cage and rescuing Afterskin.

As for what came next? He'd deal with it when the time came.

Suddenly, the Fifth Demon God spoke.

"You're the real Thor!"

Mike rolled his eyes. "I never said I wasn't."

"It's just hard to believe you're real when you didn't run away," the Fifth Demon God said, his

eyes gleaming with excitement.

"If you weren't real, Ares wouldn't have come to save you!"

Mike: ...

He raised a new question.

"Why can't Ares be fake?"

The Fifth Demon God shook his head, speaking with absolute certainty. "Hallucinations can't manifest the presence of a Supreme Being. Well... except for that one.

You wouldn't know that, of course-you're not a Supreme Being yet."

The Fifth Demon God's tone shifted, growing even more excited.

"Thor, do you know who I really am?"

Mike had a guess about the Fifth Demon God's identity.

But he couldn't say it.

He shook his head and replied,

"Who you are is something only you can figure out."

Mike, Ares, and Morpheus all knew the truth.

Apollo... probably didn't.

But no one could tell the Fifth Demon God who he was. He had to remember on his own.

The Fifth Demon God grabbed his head with both hands, teetering on the edge of another

breakdown.

Mike quickly pulled the child to the other side of the cage to avoid getting caught in the

chaos.

The Fifth Demon God tried to threaten Mike.

"Thor, when I get out of here..."

Mike cut him off, unimpressed.

"By the time you get out, I might already be a Supreme Being. And with Ares and Apollo on

my side, do you really think you can beat us?"

The Fifth Demon God, realizing his threats weren't working, changed tactics.

"Fine. Then when you leave, I'll come here every day and beat this kid up!"

He pointed at the child hiding behind Mike. Mike couldn't help but laugh.

"Threatening a child? Seriously? Don't you think that's a bit pathetic?"

The Fifth Demon God sneered, fazed by e's mo judgment.

The child, peeking out from behind Mike, spoke up timidly.

"He wouldn't dare hit me."

A flicker of embarrassment crossed the Fifth Demon God's face.

Mike raised an eyebrow. "Why not?"

The child explained earnestly,

"If he really tried to hurt me, another sir would show up. And when he sees that sir, he'll run

away."

Mike and the child exchanged glances.

"Are you sure he wouldn't hurt you?"

The child nodded.

Mike pressed further. "Are you afraid of him?"

"A little..."

The child hesitated, then mustered his courage.

"But I can also not be afraid!"

After so many years in this dream space, the child had grown used to the Fifth Demon God.

Mike spoke firmly.

"Trust me. I won't hurt you. I just want to... uh... exploit a loophole. Do you understand?"

The child shook his head, not quite grasping the concept.

But he trusted Mike.

After reassuring the child, Mike picked him up and placed him in front of the Fifth Demon

God.

"Alright, go ahead and hit him."

If scaring the child could trigger Morpheus' appearance, Mike figured it was worth the risk.

Afterskin: ???

The child: ???

The Fifth Demon God: ???