1 odin claims lost son

As the darkness surrounded him, the Mc could feel himself floating in a void, as if he was weightless. His memories were fuzzy and incomplete, as if he was trying to remember something from a long time ago. Suddenly, he felt a surge of energy and his body started to glow with a bright light. He closed his eyes as the light engulfed him, feeling as if he was being pulled through a tunnel.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in the middle of a vast plain, surrounded by mountains that stretched as far as the eye could see. The sky was clear and blue, and the air was crisp and refreshing. The MC looked around, trying to make sense of his surroundings, when he suddenly heard a voice calling out to him.

"Welcome, my child," the voice boomed. "You have been chosen to be reborn in a new world, to fulfill a great destiny."

The MC looked around, trying to find the source of the voice, when he suddenly saw a figure approaching him. As the figure came closer, he could make out the shape of a man, with a long, flowing beard and hair that reached down to his waist. The man was dressed in a suit of golden armor, with a red cape flowing behind him. He carried a long spear in his hand, and his eyes glowed with a fierce intensity.

The man stopped in front of the MC and looked down at him with a stern expression. "Do you know who I am, child?" he asked.

The MC shook his head, feeling a sense of awe and reverence for the man in front of him. "No, sir," he said.

"I am Odin, Allfather of Asgard," the man said. "And you, my child, are my son."

The MC's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "Your son?" he repeated. "But how is that possible? I'm not from this world."

Odin smiled gently. "You are not from this world, but you are of my blood," he said. "You have been chosen to be reborn as my son, to fulfill a great destiny that awaits you."

The MC looked up at Odin, feeling a sense of pride and honor at being chosen by such a great figure. "What is my destiny?" he asked.

"That, my child, is something that you will discover in time," Odin said. "For now, you must learn to embrace your new life and your new identity. You are Thor, son of Odin, and you are destined for greatness."

With those words, Odin raised his spear and pointed it at the sky. A bolt of lightning shot out from the tip of the spear, striking the ground at the MC's feet. The ground shook and a bright light enveloped him, as he felt himself being transformed into his new form.

When the light faded, the MC looked down at his body, marveling at his new form. He was tall and muscular, with golden hair that flowed down to his shoulders. He wore a suit of armor similar to Odin's, with a red cape flowing behind him. He carried a hammer in his hand, and he felt a surge of power coursing through his veins.

"You are now Thor, son of Odin," Odin said. "You have been reborn in Asgard, and you will be trained to become a warrior worthy of your name. Embrace your new life, my child, and fulfill your destiny."

With those words, Odin disappeared, leaving Thor alone on the plain. Thor looked around, feeling a sense of excitement and wonder at his new life. He raised his hammer and let out a roar, feeling the power of the god flowing through him.