According to the legends of Norse Mythology, all the gods who worshipped Odin as their chief deity lived in a magnificent fortress known as Asgard.
It was the domain of the Aesir and some of the Vanir, and could also be called the Asgardian Realm.
It was said that nameless "Mountain Giants" had built the towering stone walls by hand, enclosing and protecting Asgard's palaces from the prying eyes of mortal creatures.
If someone began climbing the walls of the Realm Eternal as a child, even by the time their hair had turned white, they would struggle to reach the top and glimpse the wonders of the divine kingdom beyond.
Only by crossing the "Shaking Road to Heaven," the Bifrost connecting Asgard and Midgard, could one reach Yggdrasil, the World Tree, and ultimately arrive in the realm of the gods.
And when you truly beheld Asgard, you would realize that the pale descriptions in legends and stories could not begin to capture even a fraction of this divine realm, the source of countless magnificent epics.
It was an endless continent shimmering with brilliant light. No star was needed to illuminate it; it shone brightly on its own, suspended far away in a deep, tranquil, hidden void, as if it had existed there since the birth of time and space.
A rich valley plain, surrounded by lofty mountains, encircled a grand palace known as Valaskjalf. It stood taller than the mountains and stretched farther than the wilderness.
Even every inch of its brick and stone seemed as if it might have been cast from gold.
In the great hall of Valaskjalf, a primordial silence reigned. The ethereal strains of celestial music faded away as a figure walked along the three-colored Bifrost, which ran from the depths of the palace to the