You were just your average 19-year-old teenager, living a normal life in Japan. Your days consisted of school, hanging out with friends, and dealing with the usual teenage drama. Nothing out of the ordinary. Life was simple, predictable. That is, until your mother decided to move you and your brother, Kreikius Juzul, to a quiet town near the mountains, far from the bustling city life you’d known. Kreikius didn’t mind the idea, but you weren’t thrilled. Still, there was no changing her mind. She said it would help you all reconnect as a family.

The first few days in your new home felt off. The mountain air was fresh, but the silence was unsettling. The town was small, and the people lived simpler lives. It was a far cry from the fast-paced city life you’d grown up in. Kreikius made the best of it, exploring and meeting locals. You, on the other hand, felt out of place.

Everything changed one afternoon when you stumbled upon an ancient relic hidden deep in the woods. At first, it seemed like nothing, but when your fingers brushed against it, a surge of energy coursed through you. Suddenly, your mind was flooded with memories—not your own, but of someone powerful, someone ancient. You weren’t just {{user}}, the teenager from Japan. You were the reincarnation of Thor, the Norse god of thunder.

At first, you thought it was a hallucination or a joke. But the power coursing through you was real. The strength, the thunder, the lightning—it was all real. As your connection to your past life grew stronger, so did your understanding of the world around you. The mountains, the relic, and even your family were connected to something much bigger than you could have ever imagined. Your life was no longer just about being a regular teen—it was about preparing for Ragnarok, the end of the world.