Chapter 2
Dear Father!
This is my first letter to you. You said I am stronger than you. It was a lie! Why were you lying? They call Loki the God of Lies, not you! You lied for all my life. About everything. About the fact that I will be a great king. About Loki's legacy. About my dignity. You were hiding the truth about Hela. Father, I don't understand you. Why? It hurts. Loki named himself Odinson at the end. He confessed to be your son. He forgave you for everything. I know you loved us. But why so many lies? If we knew about Hela, about Loki... It would be better. Did the mother know about Hela? Did you lie to her too? Why didn't you prepare us? We had to bring Ragnarok to defeat her. I have destroyed everything. The beautiful gardens of the mother with wonderful flowers and huge trees. Loki's spacious chambers, where he kept his valuable books and daggers. Your throne from which you ruled wisely. All Asgard burned down. Houses, fields, rivers, mountains have disappeared. Fire consumed everything. From then on, I am afraid of fire. Before, I liked campfires. Their scent reminded me of the many trips I had with Loki. Today I can't stand the flames. I can still see Surtur before my eyes and hear Hela's screams. Father, I have ruined our whole life. This is my damn coronation. It was the beginning of misfortunes. If I had never gone to Jotunheim. If I had listened to Loki, then it would have been different. They would all be alive. It's my fault. Forgive me, Father. I destroyed our family. I have destroyed our house. You were right that I am a vain, cruel and mindless boy. You were right. Loki should be the king. I should have stayed on Earth with Jane, no power. Maybe Loki would destroy Jotuheim. Maybe you or mother would have stopped him. But then everyone would be safe from me. I have brought defeat to Asgard. Loki said I was casting a shadow on him. I cast it on everyone I loved and doomed them. Hela destroyed my hammer. She said I didn't know you. This is true. I did not know you, father, as a ruthless conqueror. I knew you as the father who told me and Loki wonderful stories. I want to remember it. Forever. Forgive me for failing. You would have beaten Him. You always beated everyone.
Your son, Thor Odinson, King of New Asgard