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Hel finally beheld the surface world's beauty after hundreds of thousands of years confined within Helheim. The vast blue sky, the radiant sun, and the drifting white clouds left her utterly speechless. Her awe deepened as she gazed downward, taking in the lush forests of Vanaheim and Alfheim, and the majestic mountains of Midgard.
A cool, refreshing breeze caressed her body. Her long white hair danced gently as she absorbed the vibrant surroundings. She breathed deeply, savoring air rich with life and spiritual energy. A profound sense of relief and joy washed over her.
Though a goddess of death, she was not harmed by life's essence. Her greatest fear had always been that her presence might taint others, which was why she rarely ventured beyond her domain.
"Well, here we are," I said with a warm smile. "Do you like this vast, beautiful world, Hel?"
