That . . . "Senile man", you say? Ahh, I see now. The ๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐พ๐๐๐ himself, Odin.
Had I known what he'd wanted with a sealing spell, I wouldn't have ever given it to him.
A shame you had to suffer because of my mistake.
Oh, I was. I remember the feeling. My fury was so great, it couldโve frozen a new layer over Niflheimr.
But as the years passed, I cast that aside when it shifted to curiosity towards you.
โWhat kind of person were they? This Deity?โ I asked myself.
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. . . And yet, for someone who has all the reason to despise me, being the creator of that sealing spell, you don't seem very upset with me.
How strange.
I surmise it was my own cennend..or that bastard /Odin/ decided I finally had some use.
Still..I get to see the face of the one who created my bindings. How fascinating.