LOGINThree thousand years ago came the twilight of the gods. The betrayal of the Fire God reduced all civilizations to ashes, along with order itself and the glory of the divine realm. Three thousand years later, upon the new lands created by the King of the Gods, the deities were gradually reborn. The silent and ruthless King of the Gods. The beautiful and gentle Queen of Heaven. The innocent yet cruel Fire God. The endless conflicts between gods and giants, the blessings left behind for a thousand years, the memories preserved within the Hall of Valor… To me, all of it had once been nothing more than tales recorded in ancient scrolls. Even my encounter with Loki felt like a destiny long foretold. Only after becoming engaged to him did I realize that my marriage to Odin had once been the happiest time of my life— and that Loki himself had been the one who destroyed that happiness with his own hands. Had there been no memories left by the God of Love, had the war between the two tribes never begun, I would have known clearly what I was meant to do. To remain by Loki’s side. To accompany him—from rebirth… to destruction.
View MoreAfter that, I wanted to find Loki and get to the bottom of things, but I couldn’t find him for several days. And Xiya was unbelievably irritating. I went back and told her that I had no intention of getting engaged, and she actually became angry. She said Loki was wonderful and demanded to know why I refused. I told her we didn’t know each other well enough. She rolled her eyes and said that everything that was supposed to happen had already happened—how could I say we didn’t know each other well enough? At that point, I was speechless. She said I had never truly opened my heart to him, and of course I didn’t understand him well enough.Xiya seemed to be deliberately provoking me. Every day she brought Tis to the house, kissing and hugging him right in front of me. Even when she was working on the assignments given from above, she never forgot to reward Tis with a kiss after successfully mixing a bottle of solution.Tis, of course, was flattered beyond measure. He had probably never b
“Cough… I really don’t know… cough…” The man who had been struck again and again finally managed to rasp out a few words. “She left here more than twenty years ago. Before she left, she only said she was going to Helheim… She’s never come back… cough, cough…”I recognized that voice.It was the village chief—the old man who had watched me grow up.Only then did I notice the mounts pacing restlessly in the farmhouse yard: a skeletal phoenix, three skeletal leopards, and a long-tailed ice dragon.The skeletal phoenix was the same creature I had seen when I was very young—the phoenix skeleton raised by the Aesir who killed my sister. Such mounts belonged exclusively to scholars and priests. The skeletal leopards, their eye sockets hollow and dark, bore stark white bone claws and fangs; they were ferocious in combat.The long-tailed ice dragon was entirely ice-blue, with powerful hind legs built for traversing mountains. It thrived in the cold but feared heat intensely. In snowfields it c
Half drunk and half conscious, I became vaguely aware of someone supporting me as I was led away. I mumbled a few words, though I couldn’t remember what I had said. After that, everything faded into complete darkness.Then, I had a dream.In the dream, a black-haired man sat with his back to me, his upper body bare as he wrapped bandages around a wound. I didn’t know where we were, but I knew I was sitting on a bed while he sat at its edge. From behind him, I kept insisting that I could help, yet he ignored me completely. I threw myself forward and hugged him from behind, rubbing gently against his broad back.He only said coldly, “Don’t move. If it starts bleeding again, you’ll be responsible.”Strangely, I didn’t feel afraid at all. Instead, I smiled happily and replied, “Alright. I’ll take responsibility. I’m willing to take responsibility for anything about you.”He still didn’t respond, continuing to bandage himself, though his movements noticeably quickened.After finishing, he
Gullveig spread open her palm. A flame ignited in her hand, and within it a crimson short sword began to take shape. She murmured an incantation, and frost blossoms spiraled around the fire in tightening circles. The flaming blade solidified, transforming into a sword of crystal ice.She turned toward the direction facing Heinir Palace and hurled the ice sword forward. Like a blue comet trailing a long tail, it tore across the star-studded night sky and vanished at an immense height in the distance.The crowd fell silent.“What was that?” Shia whispered beside my ear. “What did she throw?”Before her words had fully faded, a faint red glow appeared where the ice sword had disappeared. The sky seemed to darken further. Moments later, the red point turned golden. The golden light slowly expanded outward. Just as everyone stared unblinkingly at the glowing point, blinding rays of gold burst forth in every direction, crossing and weaving through the heavens.Amid the boundless golden radi






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