"Drip! The plug-in has been successfully activated. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the reward: The Odinforce!"
The system's voice echoed in Thor's mind.
"The Odinforce: A divine ability passed down through the bloodline of the Aesir royal family. It is named after Odin, the most powerful wielder of this power in recent history. However, before Odin, this power was known as 'Borforce,' named after his father, Bor. And before Bor, it was called 'Buriforce' in honor of Odin's grandfather. This power evolves with its wielder, bearing the name of the one who defines its era."
Feeling the incredible surge of divine power coursing through his veins, Thor whispered with conviction, "Then from now on, this will be called... Thorforce!"
His eyes glowed gold, and unparalleled divine energy erupted from his body, sweeping through the entire dark dimension. The force was so overwhelming that it pushed back the Phoenix Force by an astonishing degree.
The Phoenix Force, sensing this provocation, flared back with renewed intensity, reclaiming its dominance in an instant.
Jean Grey, standing nearby, reacted quickly. "What do we do now?" she asked, her voice trembling. "I still can't fully control this power... If I return to our world like this, I'll only end up hurting more people!"
Thor frowned. This was indeed a significant problem. The Phoenix Force might no longer harm him, but its destructive potential remained unchecked. Leaving Jean stranded in the dark dimension wasn't an option either—not unless he planned to make daily visits to keep it contained.
With newfound divine power also came clarity and wisdom. Thor extended his hand, summoning Stormbreaker into his grasp.
Running his fingers over the battle axe, he murmured, "When thunder and flame unite, light and darkness will face their ultimate reckoning. This is true destiny."
Thor's divine energy surged into Stormbreaker, lifting it high into the air. It rose toward the heart of the battle between the Phoenix Force and Thor's power, becoming a focal point of their confrontation.
"Jean, try channeling the Phoenix Force into the axe!" Thor instructed.
Jean hesitated but quickly complied, focusing her power toward the weapon.
In an instant, a massive vortex formed in the sky. The Phoenix Force, like a raging river, flowed toward Stormbreaker, as if being drawn to it.
Jean gasped, her eyes wide with disbelief. "How... how is this possible? Stormbreaker is acting like a host for the Phoenix Force!"
Thor smiled knowingly. "It's not Stormbreaker itself—it's me. The axe is merely a conduit, my chosen weapon. If I were using Mjolnir, the Phoenix Force would have channeled through it instead. This power recognizes my divine essence and uses the weapon as a bridge. Flame and thunder will now forge a new bond. The Phoenix Stormbreaker will soon be complete!"
Jean's eyes sparkled with newfound hope.
Thor chuckled. "You've guessed it correctly. Just as you were chosen as the Phoenix's perfect host, so too have I been recognized. Perhaps I wasn't before, but after everything we've faced, I am now."
He glanced at her with quiet sincerity. "There were countless worlds and countless lives. Perhaps the reason I brought you into this one was for this very moment."
The Phoenix Force's transfer slowed, leaving a portion of its power still residing within Jean.
Thor closed his eyes briefly, sensing the change within her. "Your strength is growing," he observed. "The Phoenix Force is truly extraordinary. Even divided, it will eventually restore itself. But this time, your control will grow alongside it."
Stormbreaker—no, the Phoenix Stormbreaker —descended gently into Thor's hands. Flames of the Phoenix and the energy of cosmic thunder intertwined, blazing across his figure. For the first time, two vastly different forces coexisted within one being.
Thor raised the weapon high, his body emanating pure, unbridled power. He had become something new.
He was now the King of the Phoenix, a ruler born of fire and storm. He was Lord of Thunder, God of Fire, King of the Phoenix.
The sheer force of his transformation rippled across the dark dimension. Planets trembled, and distant volcanoes erupted in response to the elemental fury.
"It's time to make those who conspired against us pay the price," Thor declared.
Silence greeted his words.
Turning, he saw Jean leaning against his shoulder, fast asleep. The exhaustion of the day had finally overwhelmed her. Despite her strength, her body and mind weren't yet capable of fully managing the Phoenix Force.
Thor softened his tone, speaking quietly. "Rest now, Jean. Leave the rest to me."
[There is a relatively new issue of Thor comics, in which the old Thor becomes the new host of Phoenix force, and he is the perfect host, not made up by the author].