"The World was born in Flames,
and the bloodline of the gods flows within our veins.
I remember there were nine Realms,
each guarded by a Giantess.
And there was an Ancient Ash Tree,
known as Yggdrasil.
Immensely mighty, it supported the heavens and the earth,
dividing the sky, the land, and the Underworld,
its serpentine roots plunging deep into the earth's layers.
When our divine ancestor Buri was alive,
before the foundation of heaven and earth had been laid,
there was no sand nor sea,
nor the cool waves..."
Amidst the roaring bonfire, the villagers, flushed with excitement, drank and feasted, singing in a rough and desolate tone the history of this land birthed by blood and fire.
Hum...
Invisible rumbles of vibrations, specks of golden light emerged from trees, humans, flames, and fields, quietly converging into the bodies of Luo En and Odin.
As the Divinity and Divine Power in their bodies suddenly surged, a brilliant light flared in Odin's solitary eye.
