But even that was not enough to make Heimdall lose his ability to think, until he saw a man so perfect that even he was left dazed.
It was a beauty that transcended life itself. On that man, Heimdall seemed to see a figure he had always admired beyond measure.
He seemed to be Odin, yet not Odin.
A thought arose in his heart that even he did not dare believe.
Perhaps this man had already reached the Realm of God King Odin!
No one understood Odin's strength better than Heimdall, who had followed Odin for thousands of years.
Whether it was the fire giant Surtur or the King of Frost Giants Laufey, even if they brought their strength to its limit, they were still defeated by Odin.
Even the Celestials had never truly defeated Odin. Their war had merely made Odin abandon the desire to continue conquering.
Odin was Heimdall's Deity, the All-Father in everyone's eyes.
His highest praise for anyone had only ever been to compare them to Odin, never to consider them superior to Odin.
Yet this time, after merely glancing at that man, he had the thought that the man had reached Odin's Realm.
It was not as though he had no deeper suspicions, but he was unwilling to admit them.
That only made him even more confused. Where had Loki met so many people?
"Woof?"
The sudden bark brought Heimdall back from his daze. He then looked at the dog before him in confusion.
Never mind whether Asgard even had dogs, but... this dog seemed rather strange?
That cape... that hammer... why did they look so familiar?
It was clearly a dog, so why did it look so much like...
"Thor."
Heimdall stared blankly at the woman who had suddenly appeared before him. He remembered