Stupid Odin

Suddenly, the ground trembled with the sound of approaching footsteps.

This time, appearing at the edge of the forest was a red-haired woman with wild, captivating charm, clad in leather.

Judging solely by her appearance and body proportions, she would definitely be considered a great beauty, but this beauty was a bit too much.

Her exaggerated ten-meter height made it so that Thors, who was only four meters tall, had to look up at her even when standing on a large rock.

Watching her fierce and swift running movements, and then looking at the giant beast jawbone cleaver in her hand, which was shaped somewhat like a comb, Thors sighed, and Odin was moved to tears.

"Mother, I'm here…" Before Odin could finish speaking, the female giant swept past him like the wind, opening her arms towards Thors, who had no time to escape.

"Darling, are you alright?"

Alright?

More like, not alive!

"Crack!"

The next second, Thors, who had just received a giant bear hug, heard the wails of his bones.

Yes, such wonderful maternal love almost kicked me to the afterlife!

And this was the result of his mother holding back.

Alas! This primal and ardent love is indeed a little too heavy for my small frame.

This female giant is called Bestla, his dear mother.

By the way, following behind the female giant, the 'small guy' who is only five meters tall, has black wavy hair and a bushy beard, and wears a bearskin cloak, is his dear father—the second-generation God-King of the Aesir, Borr!

Seeing that Borr was still carrying a bear weighing at least a ton, it was estimated that the two had just returned from hunting.

"Oh my god, I heard the giant's roar and rushed over immediately. Let mother see if you're hurt?" Bestla fussed over Thors, checking his leather clothing.

"No! I'm fine, really fine," Thors waved his hands in a flurry: "Mother, why don't you check on Odin? He was just bitten by a giant."

Thors's attempt to divert his mother's attention failed.

Odin, who was stretching his neck and wearing a 'look at me, look at me' expression, only received a casual glance from his mother and father.

And then there was no then.

Odin's heart was as cold as the icy wind, and soon it was freezing… freezing…

It was as if his body had instantly frozen into an ice block, and a gust of wind blew, turning it into flying snow and dissipating.

"Hey! That stupid son, it's good that he's alive."

The female giant has maternal love, but not much.

If Bestla's maternal love was a shi (a unit of dry measure, approx. 100 liters), Thors would have nine dou (a unit of dry measure, approx. 10 liters).

This is very realistic, in this world with extremely harsh environments, parents always favor strong offspring. As the eldest son, and as a god before transmigrating into this world, Thors is naturally blessed.

Thors grew to 4 meters tall at the age of 3, and now at the age of 5, his strength is only slightly inferior to his parents, and he also possesses elemental control that his parents do not have. Such a son who cultivates both magic and martial arts is, in Borr and Bestla's eyes, the future of the Aesir.

Compared to Thors, the second child Odin is too stupid. Odin was only 3 meters tall at the age of 3, his strength was 'weak', and he didn't know elemental control. No matter how you look at it, he is extremely mediocre.

Having something is better than having nothing. The Aesir have too few people. Facing the ever-increasing giants, every member of the Aesir is precious.

This Ginnungagap world is where the elements of ice and fire constantly collide in chaos, gradually creating order.

In the continuous collision of poisonous ice and fire, the first terrifying creature in this world was born, the progenitor of the Frost Giants, Ymir. Subsequently, a giant cow named Audhumla appeared out of thin air. It liked to lick the salt on the ice surface, and Ymir sucked its milk to replenish nutrients.

When enough power was accumulated, Ymir began to reproduce offspring, and very nonsensically, directly gave birth to a male and a female giant under his armpits.

The male giants were tall, ugly, stupid, and warlike.

The female giants were petite, beautiful, smart, and gentle.

This is all relative.

On the other side, this giant cow, which was likely a single-celled organism, continued to lick the glacier, and actually licked out a frozen humanoid figure from the ice.

This is Buri, the progenitor of the Norse Aesir.

According to this extremely unreliable mythology, Thors has reason to suspect that the Aesir are a pre-civilized race that has already perished, and the last member entered a frozen suspended animation state, which is why he was licked out.

At the same time, ordinary creatures such as bears and elk also appeared.

In any case, the ancestor of the gods, Buri, failed in his duel with the ancestor of the Frost Giants, Ymir. Before his death, Buri gave birth to Borr by splitting his divine soul. Borr had no way to give birth to offspring by splitting, so he had no choice but to abduct the female giant Bestla in a marriage grab.

Thus, there were Thors and Odin.

In order to defend his territory, Borr fights with giants every day. Bestla either helps Borr fight, or takes time to hunt.

The glorious task of taking care of the children naturally falls on Thors's head.

The only task that these unreliable god-level parents give Thors is to confirm the survival of his younger brother. If Thors does this, he is the number one filial son in the world.

As for how far Odin can grow, that… of course, it's wild growth.

In order to expand the tribe, Borr is working hard.

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One day, Odin saw Borr taking his mother's hand and going out. He instinctively sensed something. Although his mother said she was going hunting, she didn't bring a hunting spear, just a bone knife.

Thinking back to how Borr used brute force to stage a physical marriage back then, Bestla did not agree, but over time, she developed feelings, gave birth to Thors and Odin, and fulfilled her motherly duties.

As for now…

Looking at his dear parents, although he knew that in nature, female creatures are mostly larger than males, Thors couldn't help but think of a vulgar joke:

Mom is so big, Dad is so small, so what to do?

"Can't gods get bigger? Transform!"

"How about now?"

"I feel something. Get a little bigger."

"How about now?"

"Get bigger."

"How about now?"

"Good!"

There would be one or two days every week when Borr and Bestla would find an excuse to send Thors and Odin away. Not surprisingly, the next day they would find that all the flowers, plants, and trees in a certain valley had suffered, falling one after another.

Odin asked: "What are Father and Mother doing?"

Thors replied: "Little kids shouldn't be nosy."

The following year, Borr, who kept climbing trees, allowed Bestla to give birth to a third child, named Vili.

When Vili was one year old, a guy who was related to the fate of the entire Aesir came.

Thors's mother Bestla has a younger sister named Laufey. Although Thors knows that in a certain unreliable adapted movie [Thor], Laufey is a macho man, the historical trajectory of this world is clearly closer to the epic poem [Edda].

Laufey is a very, very beautiful woman, 10 meters tall. Her husband is the giant Fárbauti. A few years later, when Laufey visited her sister, she brought her child—the future God of Mischief, Loki!

In any case, the Aesir are like this, gradually growing stronger through primitive clan ties.