This World Is Seriously Ill

"And you're dragging me along to handle official business while you're at it?"

Thor took a can of cola from the shelf, popped the tab, and asked curiously as he drank.

"What else?"

"To be honest, if circumstances allowed, I'd always wanted to quit and become a lazy bum..."

"But if some people get to enjoy peaceful days, someone else has to bear the burden..."

Kevin sounded somewhat wistful. The helplessness in his words made Thor open his mouth, only to finally pat his old friend's shoulder sympathetically.

There was a saying that the kid named Peter Parker in the Avengers often liked to repeat.

"With great power comes great responsibility."

Thor had once been somewhat dismissive of it, but the more he experienced, the more deeply he understood it.

Ever since his father Odin's passing, he had taken control of Asgard once again. With so much left to rebuild, countless matters required his personal attention. For the Thunder God, who only excelled at fighting, it was pure torment.

And after spending so long in Asgard, he inevitably spent more time apart from his girlfriend, Dr. Jane.

Their relationship had once been so steadfast, but now, because of the distance between them, a few barriers had inevitably arisen.

Just Asgard and all the mess at home were already enough to leave him overwhelmed.

Thor simply could not imagine what kind of life Kevin lived, managing the Known Universe and serving as the link between so many forces.

Especially now that the Origin Wall's effect was constantly weakening and the tense atmosphere was growing stronger by the day. This guy simply could not get away.

For the survival of civilization, he could only gaze at the daughter he had not seen for decades from afar. Such a life was undoubtedly heavy