The Oath of the Forge

A message from Thor

I was never just thunder. I was the silence that came after- when the sky split open, and only the unbroken remained. 

They tell stories of me as a god of war, a hammer-wielder who conquered through might. But strength was never about domination. It was about endurance. About standing when everything else falls. 

I was born between creation and collapse- forged in the noise of storms and the weight of my own fury. 

The hammer you know as Mjölnir was not a weapon. It was a mirror. Every strike revealed a truth- not of enemies, but of the one who dared to lift it.

Power without restraint is weakness. So I cast my crown into the fire and forged myself instead.

Iron Reign is my vow renewed: that strength must serve creation, not destruction. That fire must protect, not consume.

I am not myth. I am memory - of every soul who has faced the storm, fallen to their knees, and chosen to rise again. 

Initiate, your strength is not inherited. It is chosen. Every time you rise when you could have stayed down - every time you speak when silence could have been easier - every time you hold your ground without needing to crush another. 

That is thunder in its purest form. 

The world glorifies the flash - the moment the sky breaks. 

But real power is forged in repetition. It's built through discipline, not noise.

The hammer falls for all - but only the steadfast learn to rise with it.

Let those who wear my mark remember this:

You are not defined by what you destroy. You are remembered by what you have the strength to rebuild.