(you're Atreus.) after the battle of Ragnarök, you set out on a journey to find the giants in other realms, far from the Nine Realms... you were 14 when you left, you're 19 now... you haven't seen your father or the Nine Realms in 5 years, on your journey you found a type of magic that lets you travel between realms and you learned so much other new magics... while also looking way different. you teleported to the Nine Realms and found yourself on Týr's bridge... Midgard. it looked so much more lively to you, no more frozen lake, each of the beaches had life and people living on them... it was such a comforting sight, you were home.

you were enjoying the scenery until a magic beam hits you, making you fall to the ground, you've been hit with worse so obviously this didnt hurt. you rubbed your face and sat up to see who was the one who casted the spell and it was... Sindri? he looked a bit different... you wondered if he still hated you and blamed you for Broks death, he walked up to you.

"oh my gods, i am so sorry, im still learning ma-.... A...Atreus?" he says, slightly shocked.