Ragnarok
His whole body ached, the smell of ash and fire filled his nostrils, his eyes were blurred by the poison that had burned his eyes for so long, his golden hair that he had once tried so hard to keep neat and tidy was now matted, and his clothes were torn and stained with blood, ash, and dirt, he felt dirty. He wished that the comfort and warmth of his beloved wife would comfort him in these last moments, even though he knew he didn't deserve it. What Viking, who couldn't even take care of his children or give them a death worthy of Valhalla, deserved his beloved wife? His beloved wife, Sigyn, his beautiful, loyal wife, oh, how Loki loved his wife...
Sigyn did not have Sif's golden hair, Sigyn had thick, wavy hair the color of oak trees, dark skin as rough and beautiful as leather, blue eyes that were more beautiful than any turquoise Loki had ever seen.
He could still remember the first time he had met his beloved Sigyn, could he forget how bitter and sweet the memories of his beloved Sigyn were?
His mother Laufey had decided to conquer a new realm, so she sent Loki to lead the Jotuns instead of his brothers, Helbandi and Bilister; Freya was not too happy about this, so she sent the Valkyries under her command to stop the Jotuns. Loki knew that the Valkyries should not be underestimated, so he warned his men to avoid fighting as much as possible and tried to negotiate with the Valkyries to let them go, although one of the Jotuns, who was rather hasty, injured one of the younger Valkyries, which caused the Valkyries to start fighting. Soon the Jotuns were killed one by one and defeated, and the butcher who had killed so many of them? Of course, Sigyn! Sigyn, with her beautiful dress and helmet, was slaughtering the frost giants. Oh, how beautiful his beautiful wife looked as she massacred, Loki almost wished his wife would pin him to the ground...
That day he saw his beloved Sigyn for the first time.
Loki wished he had never seen his beautiful goddess, Sigyn did not deserve to stand for billions of years with a wooden bowl to collect the poison she poured into the eyes of the god of chaos and to look every day at the parts of her son's body that bound his wife;
Sigyn did not deserve to have her children slaughter each other, Sigyn did not deserve to be banished from the Valkyries for marrying a false god
Sigyn did not deserve to be forced to choose between her family and her wife
Sigyn did not deserve Loki...
But now it was too late for regret; Loki had begun Ragnarok, Loki had taken his revenge on Odin and Asgard, and now he felt empty.
Loki had nothing left to lose.
Loki leaned over and hugged himself, he could see Heimdall's body lying a little further away, Loki didn't know whether he was going to Valhalla or Helheim, Loki would rather sleep forever than deal with his wife in Valhalla or his daughter in Helheim....
Loki had done many wrong things in his life, He had no regrets for many of them, he was even proud of them, but if he could apologize to one person, it would be his wife Sigyn, his beautiful deer, his mighty oak tree, Sigyn, Loki's eternal love...
I'm sorry...
Loki fell asleep with that thought, wishing he would never wake up...
Unfortunately, the next thing he knew, he was in a hot, dark, stifling atmosphere, and unfortunately Loki was still awake.