Frigga said with a trace of sadness, "When we couldn't give up our identities as 'gods' and could only choose to become 'guardians,' our fate was sealed."
Then, in her gentlest voice, she said, "Freyr, Odin and I once struggled with the same question...
We searched through every ancient text, looking for a way to preserve our glory.
I even wandered Earth for nearly twenty years...
Freyr, those 'Immortals' left us no loopholes.
Humanity's 'freedom' cannot be shaken. Our only way to survive is to become its guardians.
This is the path our ancestors chose for us. We have no choice!"
Freyr lowered his head slightly, looking weary. "It's not fair!
Weak humans get to enjoy 'freedom,' while we 'gods' are at the mercy of fate.
Everything I've done has been to secure a future for Vanaheim!"
Frigga listened patiently. "What good would it do you to break the seal on the Egyptian gods?
Throwing Earth into turmoil won't help with our current crisis...
And you've seen how it ends...
Freyr, stop!
Let Thor go, and let's talk this through.
Thor is your nephew. What purpose does hurting him serve, besides making Odin and me suffer?"
Freyr gave a strange smile. "I never meant to hurt Thor. I only wanted him to take my body to the Bifrost..."
He saw the alarm on Frigga's face and smiled. "Asgard is less the guardian of the Solar System than it is the guardian of the Bifrost.
I'll destroy the Bifrost, then we'll see how these humans face threats from beyond without the gods to protect them.
Frigga, if we're doomed to die in war, then let's make everything come all the harder.
Those so-called 'Immortals' demand that we become guardians, but give us no way out...
It's not fair!"
Frigga stared at