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In the year 144 years before the reign of Harald Fairhair, when the ancient legends of the North were still alive, a shadow fell over the land. The villages, once filled with laughter and joy, suffered under an ominous beast that roamed through the forests, spreading fear and terror. It was not just any beast; it was large, had red eyes, and went down in history as Fenrir. In these uncertain times, Halfdan "Hvitbein" Olafsson emerged, a brave warrior with a heart of steel and an unwavering faith in the gods. His name, "Hvitbein," which means "the White," was not only a mark of his honor but also an indication of the purity of his intentions. Halfdan was the first to confront the beast that terrorized the lands and filled the hearts of warriors with fear.
This threat soon called the gods into action, and they brought Fenrir to Asgard. Once the news of this great danger had spread, Halfdan had a weapon forged by his blacksmith. This weapon was so powerful that it instilled fear in the hearts of his enemies.
The blade was so mighty that the druids later sank it into Niflheim. They knew that it was not just a weapon but a powerful link between the worldsβan artifact forged for balance that was to be called upon again when the balance of the worlds was once more in jeopardy. For the moment, the danger was averted, and Fenrir was secured.
From that time on, every child in the North knew this story. The gods themselves commissioned Eilween, the oldest druid, to take the sword to the realm of the dead until the day when the balance of the worlds must be restored.