1 Birth of a Goddess

716 B.C - Asgard: Royal Birthing Suite

A woman with black hair, shockingly golden eyes, and pale skin was screaming in pain, laying on a bed. Two doctors were standing in the room, helping with the birth that the woman was giving.

As the birthing process ended, a green light filled the room along with the sounds of a child crying. The mother covered her eyes, hoping for the light to die down.

After a few moments, the mother looked down at her daughter, to see a piercing green eyes staring back. The mother smiled, already forgetting about the green light her daughter emitted, happy to just see her.

Unknown to the mother, the father of the child recognized the power his daughter was currently radiating. The father wore a grim frown on his face, wondering what this could spell for his kingdom, for Asgard.

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716 B.C - Asgard: Royal Birthing Suite - One Hour Later

Odin watched as his wife, Helrya, as she drifted off into a slumber holding their daughter. He took the child, who had been named Asera into his arms and slowly and quietly exited the room.

As the king closed the door behind him, he stopped caring for silence and brought the child with him to the library. When the child began crying, wanting her mother, Odin placed her under a magically induced sleep.

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716 B.C - Asgard: Royal Library

Odin sat in a chair, Gungnir at his side as he inscribed runes into a ring. Odin knew that Helrya didn't feel the pure magic power being emitted from their daughter, but he did. He couldn't let her have access to that magic, especially at an age as young as this.

Finishing his chanting, he slowly placed the ring onto his daughter's finger. As he did, he felt all her magic power suddenly disappear.

Odin quickly walked back to the birthing suite, thinking many ways to trick his wife into thinking the ring he gave their child was just that; a ring.

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713 B.C - Asgard: Royal Library

"Mommy! Mommy! Can you read to me?!" A girl with shoulder length white hair and green tips asked to a black haired woman.

"Of course Asera, I would love to," the woman said, a kind smile on her face. Asera smiled widely, hopping onto her mothers lap.

Asera's mother sat down the book she had been reading, grabbing one more appropriate for children. She opened the book and prepped what Asera called her 'Story Voice' and began to read.

"Once upon a time, there was a king named Bor-"

The mother continued reading to her daughter for what seemed like hours however, it only happened to be a few minutes.

As the woman looked down to her daughter, she saw that she had already fallen asleep. Chuckling softly to herself, she picked up her daughter, bringing her to her room.

She softly stroked her daughter's hair, her gaze falling onto Asera's hands. As she saw the ring, a small frown gazed the gorgeous woman's face.

She knew that it wasn't a simple gift, after all, Odin had rarely given anyone a gift, and she knew that you had to be someone he respected to receive one. Hel, she hadn't ever gotten a gift from him.

Whenever she brought the subject of the ring up with Odin, he always said the same thing. 'I love my daughter, of course I would give her a gift.'

Helrya knew this was a bold lie, after all, he rarely spent time with her. If he actually loved her, he would have seen her more than three times since her birth.

The mother let out a small sigh before kissing her daughter's forehead and turning the lights to the room off, and walking out.

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712 B.C - Asgard: Dining Room

A four year old Asera sat at the dinner table, eating properly. She looked rather similar to how she did a year ago, simply older, yet if one were to observe her personality, they would see they are vastly different.

The three year old Asera had been a bubbly, happy child that just wanted to spend time with her parents.

The new Asera sat at the dinner table, silent, blank expression on her face. She looked around at the table, a face she hadn't seen much of at the table.

Sadly, Asera also saw that there was someone missing from the table. Her mother. For the past week, she hadn't seen her mother a single time, and when she asked her father, he would simply say she was away.

Then, a few days ago, this woman named Frigga showed herself, claiming to be her father's Fiance.

Asera knew better than that, after all, why would Odin have a Fiance if he's already married. So, she was very curious as to why the woman was still allowed her. Sadly, deep down, Asera knew the reason.

"Asera, are you okay, you've been spacing out?" The bi- woman who was seemingly trying to replace her mother spoke to her.

"I'm fine, I don't need your help, nor want it. I have my mother for that, my real mother!" Asera said through clenched teeth.

The woman wore a downcast expression after hearing that, but Odin decided to speak up.

"Asera, you are not to speak to Frigga like that. It's rude and disrespectful." Odin scolded his firstborn.

"You know what else is rude and disrespectful?" Asera asked her father. "Trying to replace my mother"

After finishing speaking, Asera stood up from the table, walking out before Odin or Frigga could get a word in.