Odin nods grimly. "While he mayst bring hope, the life of the young God of the Sun shalt ne'er be an easy one. Soon, word of this prophecy shalt extend beyond these walls. Our enemies hath diviners too. They shalt try to take him or kill him... and if Hela or the Dark Elves take the child, he shalt be doom to Asgard, and the triumph of death. The sun shalt ne'er rise upon the field of Ragnarok, and ne'er again, bathing the world in darkness as the dead and the denizens of the dark reign supreme, with a dark prince at the head of their legions. Asgard shalt be but the first to fall... Midgard soon after.
This ist why tis not a joyous occasion in its own right. He mayst be savior, a victorious warrior bathed in sunlight, fire, and magical wards provided by all of our sorcerors... and with it, the strongest among us...
Or he mayst be the doom of all."
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