Reinhard fell through darkness once more, tumbling through the void before awareness returned. He blinked, except it wasn't his eyes blinking, but something else, as he noticed the perspective was different.

And it's then he realized, he wasn't looking through his eyes but Odin's own.

He didn't seem to be in control as he couldn't move Odin's body, it was more like he was a passenger and experiencing everything as Odin did.

The icy landscape stretched out below.

Odin sat atop Adumla broad back, the towering cow moving with patient steps through the frozen realm.

Her hooves left deep impressions in the snow that refilled almost immediately with fresh powder blown by the constant wind.

Below, the smaller frost giants gathered in a clearing.

Their massive forms move around with reckless energy. Reinhard watched through Odin's eyes as they constructed a wall of ice, their thick hands shaping the frozen material without care. The structure rose quickly, blocks fitting together with almost artistic care.

Then one of them laughed in a deep rumbling sound before the giant swung one of its massive fists. The wall shattered, fragments exploding outward in a spray of shards. The other giants roared with delight, their voices carrying across the frozen plain.

They stomped on the remains, crushing them further, kicking pieces across the ice like toys.

Reinhard felt Odin's brow furrow. The emotion of confusion, frustration, and a growing concern bled through their shared consciousness.

"Must they always destroy everything they build?" Odin's voice emerged soft, barely audible over the wind. "No wonder nothing here can grow like the Jungle realm."

His small hand reached out to caress Admula thick white fur. The texture was coarse but warm, carrying heat that defied the surrounding cold.

"But maybe this is just how they are." Odin continued with a sigh. "It's not like nothing can be done."

Admula massive head tilted before she softly spoke. "Why don't you teach them, like how you taught me to not crush everything under my feet?"

Odin's brow furrowed deeper. Reinhard felt the skepticism rise, mixed with doubt and a bit of wonder. "Is that even possible?"

"How would you know if you don't try?" Admula question came gently, without judgment. "Why do you limit yourself, Odin?"

A sigh escaped from Odin as he gazed up at the sky. "Isn't it logical? They have been around for so long, yet nothing has changed for them. How would I even be able to help them?"

Auðumbla paused before her broad head turned, dark eyes fixing on something far above, such as the voice or something beyond it. "It's because you represent a change that the others lacked."

"A change?" Odin blinked before asking in confusion.

"You aren't thinking of just chaos but something more." Admula words came softly. "Like you're trying to have us preserve the things we create and see. At first, I didn't care about what you said, but after trying out your theory of not fully licking the ice. But just licking enough for a time and then waiting a bit, I was able to see the ice had grown back. I finally see what you meant, and how doing this gives me an endless food source. I wouldn't have known this if I didn't listen to you and restrict my thinking."

Reinhard felt Odin's eyes widen slightly. "That's true..."

"And the same goes for your parents." Auðumbla continued with a hum. "They came together when it wasn't natural and then birthed you, Vili, and Ve. Even Ymir didn't restrict its thinking and tried various methods to create more beings like it, it was the one to create new methods to explore the other realms. The point I am trying to make, little Odin, is don't restrict your thinking. Don't restrict your imagination and view. Instead of thinking and saying you can't, how about saying you can?"

Silence fell.

But Reinhard could feel warmth blooming in Odin's chest. It felt like hope was appearing before it gradually began to grow while Odin's crimson-blue eyes began to shine bright.

"I will try then."

…

The first attempt came the next day.

Odin approached a group of frost giants constructing an archway. Their massive hands worked with surprising delicacy, shaping ice into curves and supports. The structure was beautiful with light reflecting on its surface, and spreading a luminous blue light across the snow.

"Wait." Odin called out, his voice carrying across the clearing. "Before you destroy it—"

The nearest giant turned, frost-glass eyes regarding him with mild curiosity, and then he laughed, the sound booming across the landscape. Without a care, the giant swung out almost casually, and the archway exploded into fragments.

The other giants roared approval, their voices echoing off distant ice formations.

Odin stepped forward, bronze-tipped fingers raised. "What if you kept it? What if you built more around it? Created something that lasted?"

Another giant tilted her head with her eyes closing in thought before opening, and shrugging her shoulders, which sent snow cascading from her shoulders. "Why keep it?" Her voice rumbled. "More fun to make new after breaking!"

She stomped on the archway's remains, grinding them into powder.

Reinhard felt frustration build in Odin's chest, it was a tight but hot sensation that fought against the surrounding cold.

…

Days passed, or perhaps weeks, Reinhard wasn't sure.

But he witnessed through Odin's eyes of him trying again and again. He explained the concept of creating systems that persisted, of building upon previous work rather than starting fresh each time.

He used his own structures as examples, small towers he'd built that still stood days later.

The frost giants listened sometimes, but more often, they laughed and continued their chaotic patterns. One giant picked up Odin's tower and crushed it in his palm, then patted Odin's head with enough force to drive him knee-deep into the snow.

"Small one thinks too much." The giant rumbled with amusement. "Just build, and then break to open up more room for more building."

Reinhard felt Odin's jaw clench with the frustration growing.

…

Then the new creatures appeared.

Reinhard watched through Odin's eyes as shapes materialized in the frozen landscape. They were beings formed from ice and frost, but with different structures. Reinhard recognized the horses that were made out of ice with manes flowing with light. And the deer with antlers like frosted branches, their eyes gentle and aware.

A sense of wonder filled Odin's chest as he approached the horses carefully, extending one hand. The nearest one was a small horse with a coat like fresh snow. She sniffed his bronze fingers and then nuzzled against his palm.

Her breath came warm despite her icy form, making Odin faintly smile.

"Careful with them," Odin called to the approaching frost giants. "They're new and fragile, unlike us. If you're rough-"

The nearest giant reached out and grabbed a horse. His massive hand closed around its midsection, lifting it to examine it closer. The horse thrashed, terrified, its legs kicking uselessly at the air.

"Gentle!" Odin's voice rose sharply. "You're hurting it!"

The giant blinked before tilting his head and then squeezed slightly, leading to cracks appearing on the horse's body. The crack spread across until finally the horse shattered into pieces, and shards fell down to the snow.

The giant stared at the remains in his palm, then shrugged and brushed them away.

Reinhard felt something cold settle in Odin's stomach, a sense of dread mixed with horror. And that became reality when Odin saw the giants placing the horses into their mouths.

The icy body of the horse flesh was crushed before being consumed, which made the giant shiver and smacked their stomach. Within days, they'd hunted down every single horse, and before long, the deer followed soon after.

Odin found the last deer hiding behind an ice formation. "Stop! If you kill them all, they won't come back! There needs to be order, and preservation!"

The giant laughed before one massive foot came down, and the deer shattered beneath it.

Reinhard felt Odin's hands ball into fists. The frustration had grown into something, but Odin quickly suppressed it as he released his fist.

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