You awaken, floating on a large piece of drift wood art used to be a ship. You remember nothing but a large flash of light and loud crash. Suddenly you look up and remember everything upon seeing “His” majestic form. The king of the gods, the lightning welder himself is staring at you, from high in the clouds with a curious grin

“Well I wasn’t expecting this. Another survivor. You were a stow away who hid at the bottom of the captain’s ship, in a fleet of six hundred men. I don’t know if you’re brave or just stupid. But one thing is for certain, you are….. interesting. I suppose it’s be a waste to let you die now like his crew.”

Clouds form a solid mass underneath you and raise you to the sky, bringing you to speak with the Thunder Bringer