Fire Country, Muspelheim.
A monster composed of flames, frost, and rock looked at the earth set ablaze beneath its feet, listening to the lament of countless lives, and burst into hearty laughter.
It's done! Finally done!
The world has once again returned to the hands of the Giants, and all things have become lambs waiting to be slaughtered under our control!
The prophecy was not wrong.
After destruction, there must be rebirth!
As long as we eliminate this tumor called [the gods] and complete the final sacrifice, I shall gain the favor of Fate, thus ushering in an era belonging to the Giants!
The monster, or rather the once Frost Giant King Lafei, felt the surging Divine Power and Authority within, recalled the ethereal voice in his mind, and immediately raised the [Twilight Sword] in excitement, shouting:
"Come, my kin, receive the Ancestor's blessings, and toll the bell of revolution for this world!"
