Muspelheim

The fire talks
For the first time.
It's the element of life and death.

Numerous spirits
Are born out of a Burning Sea,
They breathe fire and they hurt, kill with their heat.

Huge figures
Of spirits,
They walk through the fire,
They send explosions
And they let the magma flow,
They are fear and wrath,
They are everything and nothing.

You had to burn all your sins and survive
Or get lost in a burning desert
That is the hottest world among all the nine.

A place for alchemy
And redemption,
Fear and war,
Past and visions.

A place where everything burns.


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