Odin's death was inevitable. Likewise, Odin's survival was also inevitable.
After all, Odin had already sold himself to the reality universe.
Odin would die, but the core that made up Odin would not. It would merely take on a different name and identity.
Rather than saying Odin had tried to stop Thor and Loki from attacking Hela out of guilt toward her, it was more accurate to say that Odin was planning another outrageous move.
That was to release Hela and let her clash with Lake.
As for Odin himself?
Heh.
After Odin finished telling Thor and Loki to remember that this was their home, his entire body scattered like pure starlight. He vanished so peacefully, so serenely.
There was none of the earth-shaking spectacle one would expect from the curtain call of a god king.
But...
Lake did not care about the manner of Odin's departure. He was even rather uninterested in Hela, who appeared after Odin's exit. Instead, he merely stared intently at the direction taken by the soul that had dispersed.
"Force Tree!"
"Keep a close eye on it!"
Lake transformed directly into the Force Tree, its reflection appearing at the crossroads between his Chaos Universe and the reality universe as he tracked Odin's soul.
Whoosh!
Lake raised an eyebrow. Watching the reality universe finally descend personally to take Odin's soul away, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. Then, in the corridor of spacetime, Lake saw the reality universe throw Odin's soul directly into a parallel universe that had suddenly undergone the Great Cataclysm.
Well, damn.
So this was what people meant when they said rich people could do whatever they wanted?
A parallel universe could simply vanish because they said so?
How boring.
Alienation.
Fear.
Despair.
Mockery.
Condemnation.
Using the purest darkness, Lake sensed