Tales of Yggdrasil: Peace, Order, and the Rise of Humanity

In dawn's new light, the world reborn,
From Ragnarök’s night, a bright new morn.
Gone are the days of war and strife,
The new world blooms with peaceful life.

The gods who lived through fire and storm,
Now guide the earth in perfect form.
Baldr’s light and Höðr’s calm,
Bring a soothing, healing balm.

Víðarr, Váli, with strength and grace,
Lead the world in a new embrace.
Móði, Magni, with wisdom deep,
Guard the lands where shadows creep.

Harmony reigns, the conflicts ceased,
A time of joy, a time of feast.
The fields are green, the skies are clear,
A world of hope, with none to fear.

In this new age, the past revered,
The lessons learned, the path is clear.
The old gods' deeds, their valor strong,
In memory's hold, they still belong.

Valhalla’s halls, though battles fade,
Their stories told, in twilight shade.
The Einherjar’s honor, ever bright,
In Yggdrasil’s eternal light.

The gods now gather on Iðavöllr’s plain,
Discussing what was lost, and what remains.
In golden halls, with newfound peace,
They shape a future, where conflicts cease.

The golden chess pieces, found once more,
Remind them of battles and ancient lore.
But now they play with hearts aligned,
For a world reborn, where love is kind.