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Smallest Yet The Hardest- Thor


A new world

Far from home

Where magical rules no longer apply

He, the strongest of them all, has a new journey to conquer...

A minimum wage job.

 

Unlike no other

He works like a mother, 

While holding Mjolnir in his hands.

 

He fights through the orders,

That keep piling on top,

He’ll soon have to clean it with a mop.

 

This time,

His hammer is of no use.

The electricity deprived from it cannot be abused.

 

Unlike his previous battles,

Help from others is no longer an option.

Thors on his own,

Even if he breaks a bone

 

Though he’ll still earn a little

For the amount of effort he’ll put in. 

 

After all, he is the lord of thunder

So a small job won't do no harm.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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