Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Before Odin could finish his words, Syd retrieved four glowing stones from his satchel:

Mind Stone, shimmering with golden light.

Space Stone, emanating a vibrant blue glow.

Power Stone, radiating a deep purple hue.

Reality Stone, pulsing with an intense red aura.

As the four stones floated in midair, the entire crowd stood in stunned silence.

Odin paused mid-sentence, staring at the display. His words faltered as his eyes locked onto the stones.

Finally, with a deep sigh, Odin said, "The Time Stone resides with the Sorcerer Supreme, the Ancient One, on Earth."

He hesitated before continuing, his gaze heavy. "The Soul Stone…"

But instead of revealing its location, Odin fell silent.

Syd, noticing his reluctance, smirked slightly. So, Odin once considered gathering the Infinity Stones himself.

It wasn't surprising; Odin's knowledge of the stones was far too precise for mere curiosity.

As for why he didn't disclose the location of the Soul Stone, Syd understood. Obtaining it required a sacrifice—the life of the one you loved most.

For Syd, the method to acquire it hardly mattered. With the other five stones in his grasp, he was confident he could eventually track down the Soul Stone, even if it meant obliterating Vormir, its resting place.

Lost in thought, Syd returned his attention to the damaged Infinity Gauntlet before him.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Infinity Stones floated toward the golden gauntlet, embedding themselves in its slots one by one.

As the final stone snapped into place, multicolored energy surged through the gauntlet. But within moments, the gauntlet began to tremble violently, cracks forming across its surface.

Syd acted quickly, withdrawing the stones just before the gauntlet could self-destruct.

"Well," he muttered, frowning, "this thing's useless now."

Odin, watching intently, finally spoke. "Child, if you require a gauntlet, seek out Eitri, the Dwarf King. He can forge one tailored to you."

Syd's eyes lit up in recognition. Of course, Eitri—creator of both Thanos's gauntlet and Thor's Stormbreaker—could craft the perfect vessel for the stones.

After stowing the Infinity Stones, Syd casually tossed the broken gauntlet aside.

With the immediate crises resolved, Odin's gaze sharpened, focusing intently on Syd.

Before he could say anything, Frigga stepped forward, her face filled with emotion.

"Mother," Thor greeted, stepping toward her with a smile.

But Frigga brushed past him, heading straight for Syd. She grasped his arm gently but firmly, her eyes scanning his face with maternal intensity.

"My child," she whispered, her voice trembling, "let me look at you."

Syd stiffened, taken aback by her words.

Noticing the simple, unadorned clothing he wore, Frigga's expression turned pained. "You've suffered so much, haven't you? I'll have the maids prepare proper garments for you immediately."

"Wait," Syd interjected awkwardly, "I'm not—"

Before he could finish, Frigga cut him off, her voice resolute. "No, you are!"

Her conviction left him momentarily speechless, and Thor's face lit up with joy.

Frigga continued, "Ever since the light phenomenon that covered the Nine Realms, I've felt a connection. I knew it was related to me somehow."

"Now, seeing you here, I'm certain of it. That was your doing, wasn't it?"

Syd hesitated, unsure of how to respond.

The gathered Asgardians exchanged shocked glances. The radiant light that had enveloped all Nine Realms—an event they still remembered vividly—was caused by this mysterious prince?

Murmurs spread through the crowd:

"The light across the Nine Realms… it was him?"

"How powerful must he be to do something like that?"

Thor, ever the proud brother, puffed out his chest, basking in reflected glory.

Frigga turned to Odin, her grip on Syd's arm unwavering. "If you don't believe me, ask your father," she said, her tone unwavering.

All eyes turned to Odin.

The Allfather studied Syd closely, his expression unreadable.

For years, Odin had kept tabs on Syd, occasionally watching him from afar. While he'd sensed traces of Asgardian divine energy within him, Odin had always dismissed the possibility that this child was his own.

After all, he had no memory of fathering another son.

Closing his eyes, Odin extended his senses, probing deeply into Syd's essence.

Moments later, his eyes flew open, filled with disbelief.

"Your divine body…" he murmured, trailing off in shock.

"Father?" Thor prompted anxiously.

Frigga's brow furrowed with concern. "What is it, Odin?"

The crowd buzzed with speculation, their curiosity mounting.

Odin finally spoke, his voice tinged with astonishment. "Child, though your divine structure is unique, I sense the unmistakable essence of both my bloodline and Frigga's within you."

His words hung heavily in the air, their weight sinking into everyone's minds.

"How is this possible?" Odin muttered to himself, struggling to reconcile the revelation.

(End of Chapter)

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