After hesitating for a long time, Shawn finally opened the thick letter with trembling hands.
[Dear Shawn Black, I hope you are well.
I know you have never thought highly of me, and that you have mixed feelings about learning more about your mother.
You are not the only one. I have always been conflicted too. Once you have read this entire letter, perhaps you will understand something of my predicament.
The truth is, I am your maternal grandfather, and your mother, Fei Ao Qin, was my biological daughter. We are both descendants of the demigod Thor.
Sixteen years ago, your father, Regulus Black, went to continental Europe on Voldemort's orders to recruit dark wizards. He met your mother at Durmstrang, and she became pregnant with you.
Your father left without saying goodbye, and in that respect, he certainly wronged your mother. When she returned to Northern Europe, I was furious.
Only recently did I learn that your father had rushed back to his country because of Voldemort's Horcrux.
Choosing between the greater good and family has always been one of the hardest decisions anyone can make.
Let us set that aside for now and continue talking about your mother.
After returning home, she told me, her father, that she was pregnant, and demanded that Ancestor Thor's demigod godhead be implanted into her to enhance your magical talent.
For a wizard to ascend to divinity, their Wish-Power Collector, which gathers faith, must fully transform into a true godhead. But our ancestor only managed to transform his into a demigod godhead.
Even so, it was a priceless treasure! It possessed mysterious, unfathomable powers.
At the time, I was reluctant to part with it. That demigod godhead was the Northern Aesir Line's hope of rising again. But your mother threatened to kill