By bypassing the trial, she had bypassed the worthiness. The Trainer had made her a god, but in doing so, it had ensured she would never truly be a hero. She reached into the air, deleted the rune, and felt the cold wind of Jotunheim bite her skin once more.

Thora picked up her axe, breathed in the frost, and for the first time in a long time, she was afraid. She smiled. Now, the real trial could begin.

Suddenly, her health, once a fragile sliver, became an inexhaustible well of vitality. The "God Mode" rune pulsed, and though the frost giant Isa slammed his frozen fist down upon her, Thora didn't stumble. She stood amidst the wreckage, unyielding, as if she were made of the same mountain stone as her enemies.

Deep within the code of her world, a "Trainer" manifested—not as a person, but as a forbidden rune carved into the peripheral of the universe. When Thora touched this shimmering, ethereal sigil, the laws of the Nine Realms bent to her will.