Born in the breath of ice giants and remembered only in the void between realms, this mixtape channels the haunting pulse of ancient bloodlines and broken empires. Nyx does not whisper here—she thunders. These rhythms are cold, ceremonial, and eternal—etched by the titans into sonic obelisks that echo through time. Jotunheim stands not as a realm, but as a prophecy carved in frost and delivered in code. Only the bold may listen. Only the god-minded survive.