[Western Crossover] I May Have Prayed to a Fake God

Blurb:

Only blood can carry a prayer to the gods.

Orm believed this without a doubt. After losing a battle against the Saltwater Tribe, he lay dying on the back of a tiger shark, when a flash of golden light blinded him.

A man appeared out of thin air in the ocean, with ink-black hair and green robes. His scepter sent thousand-foot waves surging through the sea. "You foolish mortals, I am the king of Asgard. I have answered your summons and come to the ocean. Submit, or die!"

Everyone was stunned for three seconds. Then the Saltwater Tribe's hundreds of millions of soldiers surrounded the man.

Ten minutes later, the man, now in rags, grabbed Orm's cape. His crown was askew, and he looked flustered, but his tone held not the slightest hint of humility. "Mortal, I command you to tell me how to leave."

Orm gazed into the deep sea and sighed. Was this really a god? Damn it, I want a refund!

Steady ocean lord Orm X troublesome little prince Loki

I've already thought of a ship name: Lorm. Loki is the bottom, but this ship name rolls off the tongue better, so Lorm it is.

Hahaha, hope you like it.