At this moment, the air inside Valaskjálf, Odin's grand observatory, shimmered faintly. Runes of gold drifted through the air as the Allfather stood before a mirror —a vast, liquid-like pane of light that connected his sight to distant realms.
In its depths, the image of Nyx, cloaked in the velvet of eternity, rippled into view. Her form was both shadow and starlight, her eyes like twin galaxies gazing calmly back at him.
"Odin," she said, her tone cool but carrying a subtle pride, "we have succeeded."
Odin's single eye widened slightly. "Succeeded?"
Nyx nodded, her long hair flowing as though alive. "The model of fusion between our universes has stabilized. Hades and Athena completed the framework using your calculations. The prototype held for over an hour before we shut it down manually."
For a rare moment, Odin looked genuinely surprised.
He had expected them to take years, perhaps decades, just to reach stability.
