"Birth"
"He is born, he is born"
Several voices echoed through the air, like the ringing of cathedral bells.
The environment was filled with pure whiteness which seemed to extend forever - a place with no earth or sky, immersed in the brilliant light of a rainbow. Here, an indescribable number of white cubic spheres floated serenely, as if carried by waves. These were the gods and angels.
The shapes that humans ascribed to them were merely were merely anthropomorphized versions of gods and angels that were imagined by people. In reality, they had no shape or form. This was a place that the humans called "Heaven Verse". Here, neither time nor space existed. It was merely an environment of infinite white and rainbow colors - a place where gods and angels existed in their true forms, a place filled with these innumerable white spheres extending into eternity. Here, even the concept of movement did not exist, and in principle, would not be visible to people. This was a place where no living organism, no material, no antimatter could ever enter - a place where only gods and angels exist.
At the center of the location where the consciousnesses of these spherical gods and angels floated, was an immense round object, hovering like a three-dimensional projection of a human baby. Its loud newborn shrieks echoed throughout the entire environment. The baby itself did not exist in physical form here, but it was still drenched in its mother's fluids, as if it were tangibly present in the flesh.
"So, it has been born as a terrestrial"
From one of the spheres, a voice emerged. It was the god that the humans called Odin. Since he is a terrestrial, Odin thought, he imagined a certain piece of music to be appropriate for this moment. And then, in this place of infinite white and rainbow colors, the sounds of "Beethoven's Symphony No. 9, Movement IV, Section 4" rang forth.
"Ode to Joy"
Because he was born as a terrestrial, Odin deliberately chose this piece of music, in anticipation of the struggles, the pain, the entirety of fate which this baby was destined to bear. He decided to celebrate his birth with this "Ode to Joy", so that he would have the strength to persevere.
The gods and angels knew. They knew how treacherous and thorny a path awaited this baby. How much torment
and anguish would lie on the road he would travel. And so, at least for this moment, while he was still here in Heaven, the gods and angels, they wished to celebrate his birth with joy.