Fimbulwinter

Thor opens the book cover, getting ready to start reading, but reading what? All the pages are blank, not a single word written. Thor blinks, blinks for a long time, blinks for too much time. In the time interval between a breath and another, he feels a cool breeze, the breeze, slowly but surely transitioning into a blizzard, as Thor finally opens his eyes.

Asgard, Thrudheim, The 3rd Year of Fimbulwinter.

"It has been 2 years, 11 Months, 30 days, and 23 hours since Fimbulwinter started, and there is absolutely no sign of ending! We must do something, we NEED to stop Loki." A one-armed muscular old man sitting parallel to Thor says. Thor looks around, seeing he is sat down with 4 other people. "Tyr, calm down, lets not get irrational" A beautiful woman sat to Thor's right says, her hair made of gold. "No, he is right, Siff, even though we have Loki and Fenrir locked up, and Jörmungandr is still in his slumber, Hel is still in Heilhem, and we have no idea where Skoll and Hati are. We should execute him right now." A fair-skinned man bearing a horn on Thor's left answers. "But Heimdall, he probably has an army larger than that of the Aesir and the Vanir combined ready to invade us and take control of Yggdrasil any second now, plus no one has heard from Lord Odin since the beginning of Fimbulwinter." A voluptuous drop-dead gorgeous woman expresses her concern. Thor recognizes the figures: Tyr, Siff, Heimdall, and Freya. These 4 are Norse Gods. Thor, who has no idea how he got where he is, suddenly stands up and opens the door of the cabin the 5 are organizing a meeting in. What he sees, is a view so beautiful its scary, for not a single inch of the world, isn't covered by snow and frost. A shiver runs down Thor's spine, be it from the cold, or from the shock of not being at his home anymore. "Are you okay honey?" Siff asks. Thor looks down, seeing his body has become way bigger than what it used to be, with some sort of hammer attached to his belt. "Mjolnir" Thor whispers to himself. "What was that?" Siff follows up. Thor, who has no idea what to do, panics, and turns and leaves.

As Thor runs away, he had not made it a few meters away before a blood-curdling howl sounds itself throughout all of the 9 realms. All creatures look up at the same time and sees 2 wolves...