Chapter 205: C198
Jane Foster, and the others were finally released.
The four of them drove back to the small townhouse, but something felt... off. Jane and Dr. Selvig noticed subtle yet unexplainable changes in the town's atmosphere. The once familiar streets now carried an unsettling tension.
Despite the eerie feeling, their primary concern was Thor's condition.
Once inside, Jane gently led the despondent Thor to the living room, guiding him to the sofa. She sat across from him, her expression filled with concern, and asked softly, "Thor, what happened?"
Dr. Selvig and Darcy stood nearby, their eyes fixed on Thor as he sat silently for a moment. Then, Thor raised his head, his normally vibrant eyes red and weary. His deep voice, now tinged with hoarseness, broke the silence:
"My father is dead."
"What?" Jane, Dr. Selvig, and Darcy exchanged shocked glances.
"The All-Father... dead?" Jane whispered in disbelief. Could gods truly die?
Meanwhile, in the grand halls of Asgard...
Odin's palace stood empty, its grandeur almost mocking the stillness. In the All-Father's chamber, he lay on his bed, motionless, as if carved from stone. His slumber, known to Asgardians as the "Odin-Sleep," cloaked him in an aura of peace and power.
The silence was broken by the sound of soft footsteps. Loki, clad in his signature emerald green, entered the room. His expression was unreadable as he approached Odin's bedside.