Two thousand six hundred sixty seven years ago, eighty thousand six

hundred and twenty one precious metals were saved which costs nine
hundred and sixty five hundruum together with my impeccable texts and
pieces of art and poetries. Let me reminisced and be nostalgic about
those victorious events that once captured the hearts and soul of every
Norsemens. Long ago, there was a task to be done: My ravens once said,
Asgard will be set on fire by Surt the fire giant. Most of the sir will die
and Asgard be destroyed. I tell them, mankind accepted a simple truth;
that they were not alone in this universe. Some worlds man believed
home to their Gods. Others they knew to fear. From around the cold and
darkness came the Frost Giants, threatening to plunge the mortal world
into a new ice age. But humanity would not face this threat alone. The
Gods build a home of their own far above mortals world, they constructed
the mightiest city of Asgard, it was here the Gods would fist and reign
until the end of time. The fool who is unfaithful to the Gods thinks he will
live forever by avoiding battle. But old age will give him no rest though he
be spared from spear and diminishing my respect. With Odin, king above
all. I am the Lord of war and death but also Lord of knowledge. I once
journey to the very roots of Yggdrasil to seek the wells of wisdom. There I
made a deal with Mirmir the wise, in exchange for one of my eyes. Mirmir
grant me a seat from his well. Now with only one eye, I see more than any
God or mortal. Able to focus on those events both distant and those he
had to pass. And every night I retired to Valhalla feast with the souls of
brave fallen warriors so that they might fight with me in the final battle
against evil. I know what awaits me in that battle it is my own death that I
would fall by the jaws of the great wolf Fenrir. Our armies drove the Frost
Giants back into the heart of their own world. The cost was great. In the
end, their king fell. And the source of their power was taken from them.
With the last Great War ended, we withdrew from the other worlds and
returned home at the realm eternal, Asgard. And here we remain as the
beacon of hope. Shining out across the stars. And though we have fallen
into mans myths and legends, it was Asgard and its warriors that brought
peace to the universe. I sacrificed much to achieve peace. So too must a
new generation sacrifice to maintain that peace. Responsibility! Duty!
Honour! These are not mere virtues to which we must aspire! They are
essential to every soldier and to every king!