Thunderous Fate (Thor x reader) || Record of Ragnarok

Chapter One: Yggdrasil Healer's

The sun hung high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the quaint countryside town of Fjellheim. 

I am the town's healer, my community helped build a small medical center where I could tend to the needs of those who sought my aid. My days were filled with the gentle hum of healing, as I worked tirelessly to mend broken bones, soothe fevers, and ease the pains of those in need. 

As the town healer, I was well-known throughout the countryside, my reputation spreading beyond Fjellheim. People from neighboring towns would journey for miles to seek healing from me, drawn by tales of my "miraculous abilities." 

Some whispered that I was a goddess incarnate, blessed by the spirits of the forest with powers beyond mortal comprehension. But I paid little heed to such rumors, dismissing them with a humble smile and a shake of my head. 

Today, however, the medical center was abuzz with activity, more so than usual. A steady stream of patients flowed through the door, each seeking relief from their ailments, their faces etched with pain and worry. 

I worked tirelessly, my hands moving with practiced precision as I administered herbs, poultices, and soothing words of comfort. 

But as the hours passed and the sun began to dip below the horizon, I felt the weight of exhaustion settle upon my shoulders. I knew I needed a break, a moment of peace from the constant demands of my duties. 

"I'll be taking a break, Homura." I announced to one of the village elders who raised me with the care of a mother and has been my confidant and assistant for as long as I can remember. "Please watch over the medical center while I'm gone."

She smiled warmly, her eyes crinkling with age as she nodded in understanding. "Of course, dear." she replied. "Take all the time you need. I'll make sure everything stays in order." 

With a grateful nod, I made my way outside, a small basket of food in my hand. I wandered over to the ancient oak tree that stood sentinel at the edge of the nearby forest, its gnarled branches reaching up to the sky like outstretched arms. 

As I seated myself in the dappled shade beneath the tree's canopy, I breathed a sigh of relief as I unpacked my lunch. 

The food—bread, cheese, and fruit—was a welcome respite from the hustle of the medical center. 

As I ate, I couldn't help but let my mind wander, my thoughts drifting back to the day when the people of Fjellheim had found me as a toddler, nestled among the roots of this very tree. Memories of my past were hazy at best, fragments of images and sensations that flickered in and out of focus like distant dreams. 

But one thing remained clear—the love and kindness that had surrounded me since the day I was brought into the village. 

My gaze fell to my left arm, where a vibrant f/c tattoo snaked its way from my shoulder to my wrist—a symbol of my mysterious heritage. But as I traced the intricate patterns with my fingers, a sense of peace settled over me. 

"What matters now is that I'm here." I whispered to myself, my voice barely audible above the gentle rustle of leaves. "and as long as I have the ability to help others, that's all that truly matters." 

As I looked up at the ancient oak tree, basking in the warm hues of the sunset filtering through the leaves, a sudden vision shattered the tranquility of the moment. 

My mind was flooded with images of chaos and destruction—a village consumed by flames, Nordic troops descending upon it with swords drawn, the screams of multiple people echoing in my ears. But amidst the carnage, there stood a figure cloaked in darkness, their features obscured by shadows. Long, black hair flowed around them like a shroud as they surveyed the devastation with an air of malevolence. 

I gasped in shock, my heart pounding in my chest as I struggled to make sense of the terrifying vision that had seized my mind. 

What was that? A premonition? Or a memory from the past? 

The answers eluded me, leaving me feeling unsettled and afraid. 

A sudden surge of wind swept through the clearing, I looked up, my eyes widening in horror as I see a dark cloud looming ominously in the sky. Its edges tinged with an otherworldly glow, it hung over Fjellheim, casting a pall of dread over my home. 

Then, as if conjured from the depths of my worst nightmares, Nordic troops emerged from the swirling darkness, their armor glinting in the fading light. Swords gripped tightly in their hands, they advanced with grim determination, their eyes alight with the thrill of conquest. 

Fear gripped my heart like a vice, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I watched the approaching army. Instinct kicked in, driving me to action as I turned and fled back to the village, my feet pounding against the earth with a frantic urgency. 

As I ran, I felt a strange throb of my tattoo beneath my skin, pulsing with an energy of their own.

 What is this feeling? Why does it feel... so familiar? 

The words of the town elders echoed in my mind, the tales of the Yggdrasil Healers—the legendary healers whose abilities were said to rival even those of the gods themselves. But their greatness had come at a cost, their lives cut short by a shadowy figure whose motives remained shrouded in darkness. 

My breath hitched as I recalled the stories, the pieces of the puzzle falling into place with chilling clarity. 

I must be one of them—a descendant of the Yggdrasil Healers. This tattoo must be their clan mark. The Elders always told me that story over and over again; they must have known the truth. But why keep it hidden from me? There has to be a reason. 

With each step, I felt the weight of my secret legacy bearing down upon me, driving me onward despite overwhelming odds. The time for hiding was over; the fate of Fjellheim rested in my hands. 

As I raced towards home, my mind churned with thoughts of what lay ahead. One thing remained clear: I would not go down without a fight. For I am Y/n L/n, healer of Fjellheim, bearer of the ancient legacy of the Yggdrasil Healers, and I will do whatever it takes to protect my home and those I love from the darkness that threatens to consume us all.

Authors Note: Hellooo, beautiful people! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Compared to my last book, the events will unfold much faster, so I hope you like the change in pace. Not much to comment on for today's chapter, but just know that the "Yggdrasil Healers" will play a significant role in the story ;) As always, feel free to share your thoughts on the chapters so far! See you next Friday!