"I know a little of Midgard now, but only from my observations while learning to walk between the branches of Yggdrasil, it was a safe destination to travel to."

He had not seen much of it, not nearly enough to understand how the culture had grown and changed, but enough to have seen a few buildings and know that it had changed. He wasn't surprised, such was the mercurial nature of mortals, an interesting and yet flawed way to live.

"Their buildings have changed, their technology has grown more advanced, yet they are still as mayflies. Such short lives, unable to change anything of their own, trapped in an endless cycle of war between their own kind. They lack leadership, they lack purpose. It is for us to provide that purpose."