While a massive storm was brewing, Sean remained unaware of it. As one of the figures standing at the pinnacle of Earth's power pyramid, he was not at Umbrella or S.H.I.E.L.D. at the moment.
After touring Chicago's Space Shipyard with Reed, he accepted Odin's invitation and came to Asgard.
The white-haired, one-eyed old man strolled through the garden. Exotic flowers and rare plants bloomed in a riot of color, their rich fragrance filling the air with a refreshing scent.
"This Spring Garden used to be tended by my wife, Frigga. She was always patient, just as she was with Loki. She was never annoyed or angry."
Odin reminisced about his wife. When Thanos led the Black Order's descent, the brave Queen of Asgard had perished in that brutal war.
Sean followed behind the King of Asgard. Even with only his naked eye, he could tell that Odin was in poor condition.
Golden motes of light swirled around the aging body, emitting chaotic fluctuations. As Asgard's supreme Skyfather, Odin could no longer even control his own power, allowing dense divine energy to spill out and dissipate.
That alone showed just how terrible his physical condition was. Even if his body scattered into light particles the next moment and returned to the embrace of the World Tree, it would not be surprising.
Time was fair to the vast majority of living beings. Even Odin, the strongest of the Nine Realms and a name that shook the galaxy, had to face the cruel reality of growing old.
That was why Odin entered prolonged sleep every so often. He was trying to slow the dissipation of divine power within his body through that method.
"I heard Prince Thor is pacifying the Nine Realms and uniting the various kingdoms. He has built tremendous prestige among