MCU: Reincarnated as Odin's Wife
Chapter 1 – The Truck, The Bifrost, and Me
[EXT. JAPANESE CITY STREET – NIGHT](The urban world thrums with neon lights
and late-night cars. We focus on YUTA KAMIYA, 17, messy hair, hoodie too big, holding a convenience store bag with one hand, his phone in the other. He walks down
a crosswalk, scrolling through memes.)
YUTA (V.O.)
First rule of surviving high school in Japan: never challenge your body to both late-night gaming AND morning classes. Second rule? Don't jaywalk. It's basically asking for isekai by truck.
(A TRUCK barrels down the street, headlights glaring, horn blaring. Yuta looks up — too late. The scene slows down.)
YUTA (V.O.)
Yup. Called it. Truck-kun in all his chrome-plated glory… ready to send me to the next dimension. The memes were warnings, not jokes.
(The TRUCK slams into Yuta. His body is flung forward, groceries scattering in cinematic slow motion. The convenience store melon bread hits the ground dramatically. Yuta's phone screen cracks mid-air.)
YUTA (V.O.)
Everything hurts. Everything is light. This is… surprisingly underwhelming for dying. I thought there'd be, like, violin music or at least a narrator yelling "YUTA NOOO!"
(The world fades to white. Yuta floats in an endless void. A faint echo of Norse chanting drifts in.)
[INT. COSMIC VOID](Yuta's outline glows. Strange runes swirl past him.)
YUTA (V.O.)
Wait. Runes? That's not Japanese. That's… that's Marvel-looking. Is this Asgard? No, no, come on. Don't tell me the afterlife is Disney-owned.
(A booming voice echoes from nowhere: "VALHALLA AWAITS." Yuta spins in confusion until his consciousness is pulled downward at speed.)
[INT. ASGARD ROYAL CHAMBERS – DAY](Camera pushes in on a woman waking from a golden four-poster bed: FRIGGA, Queen of Asgard. Her eyes snap open. Inside her mind… YUTA is screaming.)
YUTA (V.O.)
Hold the Bifrost. This… this isn't my body. THESE AREN'T MY SHOULDERS. THESE… oh my god… are those—
(Frigga/Yuta grabs "her" chest in disbelief. There's stunned silence.)
YUTA (V.O.)
Congratulations, Yuta. You've reincarnated… as Odin's wife.
(A knock at the door. ODIN (Anthony Hopkins, regal and intimidating, eyepatch blazing with authority) steps in.)
ODIN
My queen. You seem… troubled.
YUTA (as Frigga, fumbling)
Oh! Uh—yes, husband dearest. Just… stretching. Queenly stretches. Prevent… uh… back pain.
(Odin narrows his eye. Beat. Then shrugs like "royalty has quirks.")
ODIN
Summon Thor. He is breaking training dummies again.
YUTA (V.O.)
Holy crap. It's Anthony Hopkins. The Odin. The real deal. And I'm his WIFE. What do I even call him? Honey? Your majesty? Mr. Eyepatch?
(Awkward pause as Yuta/Frigga forces a polite smile. Odin exits. Yuta collapses to the bed in panic.)
YUTA (V.O.)
Okay, okay, calm down. Think. I watched all the Thor movies. I know how this plays out. Loki's gonna betray everyone, Thor's gonna smash mugs, Thanos is gonna wipe half the universe. And me? I'm supposed to be the wise queen who dies in Thor: The Dark World.
(Beat. Yuta sits up, determined.)
YUTA (V.O.)
No way. Not happening. This time… Frigga survives. And maybe, just maybe, I can make the MCU a little funnier.
[INT. ASGARD HALLWAY – DAY](Yuta/Frigga walks the golden halls. Asgardians bow politely. He tries his best royal wave, which turns into an awkward half-peace-sign.)
YUTA (V.O.)
Okay, rule one: fake it till you make it. Rule two: don't let Loki suspect I'm not his mom. Rule three: try not to fangirl when Hemsworth—sorry, Thor—walks in.
(Enter THOR, rounding the corner, shirtless from training, carrying Mjolnir. The camera goes slo-mo. Choir music plays.)
YUTA (V.O.)
Oh. My. God. Peak Marvel physique. Do I bow? Do I flex back? No, Yuta, stop staring. That's your SON now. Not eye candy. Son.
THOR
Mother! You look radiant this morning.
(Thor hugs her warmly. Yuta stiffens, robotic pats on the back.)
YUTA
Yes, yes. Radiant. Totally hydrated and moisturized, that's me. Good… hammer swings today?
(Thor blinks, confused, then beams proudly.)
THOR
Aye! I shattered three shields before breakfast.
YUTA (V.O.)
…He's adorable, in a himbo, protein-shake kind of way.
[INT. LOKI'S CHAMBER – LATER](Yuta/Frigga enters Loki's room. Loki is brooding, flipping a dagger between his hands.)
LOKI
Mother. To what do I owe the pleasure?
(Yuta studies him nervously. Tom Hiddleston charisma radiates like a villainous cologne.)
YUTA (V.O.)
Okay. This is where things get tricky. Loki's not just "the villain." He's family, misunderstood, with mom issues. And hey… that mom is me now. Plot armor opportunity? Yes, please.
FRIGGA (Yuta)
Just checking in, my son. Wanted to remind you… daggers are sharp, but hugs are sharper. …Metaphorically.
(Loki squints.)
LOKI
…Are you feeling well, Mother?
YUTA
Never better! Just… queenly wisdom, you know?
(Loki stares in suspicion. Beat. Then smirks.)
LOKI
Strange. Yet… oddly comforting.
YUTA (V.O.)
Score one for Yuta. Maybe if I play this right, I can keep him from going full Evil Disney Villain.
[INT. FEASTING HALL – NIGHT](The royal family gathers. Thor brags, Odin scolds, Loki sulks. Yuta tries desperately to keep up. Food is piled high: roasted boar, golden goblets, literal whole turkeys.)
YUTA (V.O.)
You'd think reincarnating as an Asgardian queen would come with knowledge of which fork to use. Nope. Still Japanese teenager brain, just in goddess packaging.
(Yuta fiddles nervously with a fork, accidentally launches a grape across the table. It bounces off Odin's eyepatch. Silence.)
ODIN
…My queen?
YUTA (panicking)
Uh. Tactical grape. Testing Asgardian defenses! …We passed.
(Thor bursts out laughing. Loki hides a smirk. Odin sighs, muttering about "unorthodox strategies.")
YUTA (V.O.)
Okay, maybe I can survive this. Maybe. As long as Truck-kun doesn't visit Asgard.