Not quite. In my memory, we existed long before humanity did. Even when I was a boy, I was told my people had fought against Asgard for generations, failing time and time again.
Whether or not all that truly happened doesn't necessarily matter, though.
I didn't think of it that way until I started writing, TBH. When I realized I could shift stories in a way that reflected myself, I thought... someone else must have done the same.
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I much prefer being Loki. And doing what I feel like.
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... when you arrived here, after your death, did you ever think of being someone else? Not Odin, but someone new entirely.
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As . . . difficult as some things have been and still are, I would still choose to be Loki. I fought to be Loki. I bled for it.
And I'm not ashamed.
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And yet... I find we're not very good at being anyone else. Not truly.
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[ he sips his milkshake. ]
But why should we have to be? A little selfishness can be beneficial. Perhaps that's why we're here.
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Why tricksters exist to begin with. It's hardly just a human invention.
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Is that the lore of Asgard?
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Whether or not all that truly happened doesn't necessarily matter, though.
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Still. Being a reflection of humanity. I've never thought of it that way. Our interactions with humans have always been so limited.
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Perhaps that's a natural transition. From mischief to story. I doubt I can do it though.
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[... he's not counting the one co-authored by a demon.]
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You have a far more extended family tree than I do.
[ he grimaces. ]
Or Odin hid and killed them all.
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He's nearly or as powerful as the All-Father, even Thor could not defeat him without my help.
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What did he want?
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[Loki knows firsthand, as that is why he was allowed to live.]
For fear itself to rule over all. He aimed to destroy the Nine Realms with but a feeling.
But as his author, [he considers for a moment] I think he was lonely.
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Sometimes I wonder what it is about Asgard that makes us so . . .
[ he trails off, not even sure how to finish that. they were gods. untouched by time. living on the evenstar of the universe. and yet. ]
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