[Hammer Base] White Night

Before leaving Earth, he saw his queen mother again.

Frigga came to Earth and took him back to Asgard.She already understood what had happened, but she said nothing.

A few days later in the evening, when Frigga pushed open the door of Odin's bedroom, Loki was already sitting there.He was staring at his sleeping father, his posture had not changed, as if he had been sitting for a long time.His eyes were loose and out of focus, as if he was looking at something that didn't exist.

Frigga sat on the edge of the bed a little uneasy.For a long time, he asked a question that Frigga had avoided for a long time.

"Why are you lying to me?"

She pondered for a while before answering, "In order not to make you feel different."

"But I'm really different."

This sentence left Frigga speechless.

She thought of the day Loki left, the library was full of papers and scattered ashes, she didn't answer no matter how much she called him, no matter how long she waited for him to come back.Because of this incident back then, he was destined to blame her severely for the rest of his life.

Loki's appearance hasn't changed much, just more silent.When she talked to him, he only answered briefly, as if he had lost his soul. She remembered that Loki, although sensitive, could at least laugh.

But now, he didn't even smile anymore.Thinking of the things he lost one by one over the years, Frigga suddenly felt a little sour. In her eyes, he was always the sensible child who was just paranoid in his own way to love others.

Just like the father he admired.

Once, his father and elder brother were his everything, but now he has nothing. Odin is sleeping, Thor is exiled to the earth, the frost giant is watching, and Loki has locked himself in chaos to resist the final destruction of the world.

For the first time, the Mother of Gods felt helpless.

She turned away so he wouldn't find herself crying.

After a while, she felt a hand wrapping around her shoulders, hugging her tightly, like she hugged him so many times, tightly encircling her.She heard a deep and firm voice, I swear, mother, I will always protect you.

This sentence made her finally shed tears.

It should be her who helped him through this most painful moment, resisting the huge darkness where the last hope was shattered, but he—this unrelated child—stands up to protect himself.

She held his hand tightly and wept bitterly.She never cried aloud in front of the children, like she owed him too much, like Asgard owed him more than he could repay.No matter who he is, god or monster, he will always be his own son, never changing.

Even these facts are not understood by him.

Relatively silent for a long time, the wind picked up outside the window. Frigga helps Odin tuck in the blanket.The crow on the bedside flapped its feathers and rubbed against the golden rod.

At night, Loki got up and left the bedroom.

Frigga seemed to have already made up his mind and clapped his hands.The gate of the palace burst open, the guards came, kneeling together, and the elder presented a scepter.It was Gungnir, the thing of the All-Father, made of Yggdrasil branches.

Loki looked at his mother puzzled, and Frigga said solemnly, "I want you to take up the responsibility of defending the country now, remember? You made an oath once."

Loki hadn't forgotten.The lingering sound of what he said in front of his father still lingered, but he didn't expect that the scepter that only a king would have was right in front of his eyes, waiting for him to hold it.

He set his eyes on Gungnir, and he caressed it lovingly, as if feeling the touch of bark and metal, or stroking a long-awaited gift, he was at a loss for what to do with anxiety and excitement, and even guessed whether it was real or a dream.

All this fell into Frigga's eyes, but she didn't rush him, just watched quietly. Loki finally picked up the Gungnir and turned around, the whole process was like a ritual, careful and pious, solemn and serious.

"Now, you are King of Asgard."

In saying these words, she is a little selfish.She trusts him, but what she wants more is to keep her son in this way and not let him go away. He is her only support now, and she can't lose anything.

It was like a gift, a toy, like the little bell she gave him when he was crying in the cradle when he was a child, and the buckskin doll with cute patterns.She looked at him with mixed feelings.From now on, in this desolate world, only the two of them will be together and depend on each other for life.Her husband would wake up, Thor would return, and Loki, never left her side.They want to wait for the end of the world and the end of time like this, and they will never be separated.

Her true desire blinded her heart, ignoring the true power that Gungnir brought to him.

In terms of nature, whether they are gods or frost giants, they are no different from humans, even more willful than humans, but some hide better. Loki is no exception, his worship of power makes him worship all strong men. Gungnir was like a fuse, detonating the huge desire in his heart at the right time.

He stood on the terrace of the palace, looking at the calm sky of Asgard before the storm.The guard stood behind him, with his back turned to him, alert to the danger nearby, with a sharp light hidden in the blade, ready to be unsheathed at any time.

"What are your responsibilities?"

"For your safety, Your Majesty."

"Never leave under any circumstances?"

"Yes, we swear allegiance to you." The guards said in unison.

Loki was silent.Following Xisuo's sound, the sword scabbards in the guards' hands suddenly turned into poisonous snakes and coiled around their arms, spitting out a message, ready to bite off the delicious flesh at any time.They yelled in horror, and the formation was chaotic for a while.

Loki stared at them coldly, the guards knew it was the king's spell, they knew they had made a mistake, and fell to their knees.

In an instant, countless past events flashed through Loki's mind at the same time, the darkness of dreams and reality, the only hope, the promises that were made, and the dreams that were shattered, all flashed across his heart one by one.The cost of making a promise is cheap, so it looks extraordinarily beautiful and attractive, but no one can do everything.

He squeezed Gungnir tightly, like a boulder was thrown into his heart, stirring up hatred that made him roll and tear.Nothing lasts but power without thought, without heart.

"Get the hell out of here." Standing in front of a group of ants, Loki couldn't see any emotion on his face.He relishes the thrill of calling the shots and enjoys watching the terrified looks on the faces of those people.Have fun.He mastered such a powerful power and became its master. While manipulating the power, he was also controlled by it.

When Sif saw Loki in the hall, the strange feeling in his heart was indescribable.

Loki, holding Gungnir in his hand, stood on the steps, looking at all those who were equal or unequal to him in the past with an imperial attitude. As a mother, Frigga's detachment from power and doting on her son makes Loki truly control the power of the entire Asgard.

A god of lies who did not ascend the throne became the king of Asgard. This incident deeply touched everyone's sensitive nerves.For a while there were many doubts, and the evil god was speculated to be the thief who stole the elder brother's throne and the instigator of all the traps.

Loki doesn't care.At this moment, he manipulates the life and death, existence and perishment, peace and fear of everyone, including his brother.He decides where he belongs.That sense of control made him feel like he was truly a god.

Sif begged Loki on his knees to let Thor come back, but was refused.

——"My first decision cannot change my father's last decision."

Volstagg tried, but to no avail.

——"King, please think again..."

—— "Stand back." His gaze made Sif feel a chill, like a sharp arrow shining with cold light.

He loves the sacred status that power brings, and even the most gregarious people have a strong sense of exclusivity at this moment. Thor can't come back, he doesn't allow his brother to come back in every sense of the word, no one can shake his decision.Now he has power and a cruel endowment, and he wants to make everyone in the world that once looked down upon him feel in danger.

He saw those elders, surrendering at his feet, their wide sleeves trembling, their faces showed hatred for him, and more of it was fear.In the past, he was forced to apologize to them, make amends, and accept all kinds of contempt and disgust. Now, he even wants to ruthlessly step on those duplicity pedants, sanctimonious hypocrites, and step on their heads. , leaving them with no choice but to admit defeat.

Thinking about it, he laughed from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't restrain the expression on his face. Many people saw the king's smile like a poisonous mist, and the evil spirit seemed to pierce the sky.

Everyone was silent, and the empty hall was cold and lifeless.

He had darker plans in mind.

He went to Jothuheim..That day, he and Laufey made a deal.

Laufey looked at his son, now standing in front of him.They have been separated for too long, and in his heart, Odin will always be the thief and robber who took his son away.

Loki leaned against the cold wall, a smirk twitched at the corner of his mouth, and said, "I have a good suggestion, for you and me."

As he spoke, he raised his head, and the long horns on the helmet scraped against the wall, making a sharp creaking sound.

Laufey just opened his eyes and looked at him. Although he was not interested in this topic, he didn't want to give up this rare opportunity to talk to him. He said, "What suggestion?"

Loki said very simply, "I'll help you kill Odin, you put me on the throne."

"Odin is asleep, Thor has exiled the earth, and now Asgard, you are the king."

"But not forever," he said. "My deadline is, forever."

Simple, no nonsense, calm like an order. Laufey looked at him, suddenly felt funny, but couldn't laugh, more because he was attracted by a black hole-like substance, and he agreed to him.

"How can I help you? As far as I know, I have been relying on your help. It was you who led our people into Asgard."

"I just did it for fun." He snorted softly.

"You ruined your brother's enthronement ceremony."

"He's not my brother, he doesn't deserve it." Loki smiled sarcastically, "I defended our kingdom from falling into the hands of a fool." He stood in the shadows, the edge of light and shadow wet half his face The tide rises, and the pupils glow.

He is no longer the Loki that Laufey first saw hiding behind Thor, that kind of evil and viciousness is like a newly sharpened knife, sharp enough to cut thoughts and emotions at will.He knew that such people were dangerous, because there was nothing they couldn't do.

"Tell me your suggestion."

"You and your army, under the cover of my secret, can enter Odin's chamber, and then you can kill the All-Father."

"Why don't you do it yourself?"

"The people of Asgard will not have a kingslayer as their king."

This time Laufey really laughed, he didn't expect to get such an answer from Loki.He thought that his son would not bear to do anything to his adoptive father, and this answer made his long-frozen heart suddenly happy.

He looked carefully and earnestly into Loki's eyes, the looming red made him feel a sense of belonging from a blood relationship.The world is too cold, and he has been alone for too long.

"Then, I will return the ancient winter coffin to you." Loki smiled slightly, looking around, "And you can restore the so-called... glory of our country."

Laufey stood up abruptly, and Loki narrowed his eyes as if he had expected it.He thought Laufey was excited about the ancient winter coffin, but he guessed wrong.

Laufey was moved by his phrase "our country".He became more and more certain in his heart that Loki was his son. From the moment Loki touched the ancient winter coffin, the warmth of his blood came from the distant parallel universe, telling him that there was still a descendant in this world.This message made his nearly coagulated blood slowly start to flow.

"You are everything I am a frost giant, and I know why you came to make a deal with me. Fascination, joy, adoration, and love... are all scary, my son. You can never really love anything. You Only destroy him, or be destroyed by him... Only in this way, you will not be afraid of darkness, eternal darkness."

"Then you don't accept it? My royal father." Loki used this title, which made Laufey's heart thump.This title actually made him so at a loss, Laufey suddenly felt that this was what he had wanted for millions of years of solitude, and it was more important than the ancient winter coffin.

"I'm not afraid of the dark, but I'm tired of the dark. I think it's time to walk in the sunshine of Asgard. But, if you return the ancient winter coffin, aren't you afraid that the protoss will criticize you?"

Loki's pupils shone coldly, and he smiled disdainfully and said, "What kind of god race? Winners and losers, if we were the ones who won, then the father of the gods would be you, my father. They neither recognize me as a god, nor Why do you still have to look at their faces. Those who claim to be gods took my most precious things, but abandoned me. They have no right to say sorry to me." As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, his expression still With an extremely elegant smile.

"I am only my own god, respecting only the wishes of my heart."

He looked into Laufey's eyes, as if seeing through the humiliation and anger of the long dark time, and he said, "Make them regret it."

The soft and slow voice, to Laufey's ears, sounded like a devil's whisper.

So he said, "I accept."

"You also know what happened later." Sif looked at Thor and gently reminded him, "He failed and fell off the bridge."

In fact, there is no need to remind, this picture appears in his mind every night, too many times, it is a little numb, but Thor is listening, listening carefully, a little absent-minded.

He called softly, "Loki." But the only answer was the whistling of the wind.

The world is vast, and the surrounding fields are silent.

His brother is no longer there.

The bell vibrated and the air rippled out layer by layer, like the light from the collapse of the Rainbow Bridge Temple, which quickly disappeared in the darkness.He finally staggered forward as if unable to balance, and was in a daze.

For such a long time, he has never felt so uncomfortable like now, even his hands are shaking.Tremors spread from the back of the neck to the cerebral cortex, and the spine directed the limbs, and the movements were so violent that they could not control themselves.

Sif held his hand, these broad and thick hands, at this moment, there was no other reaction except trembling.

"You have defended your country and been a good king, are you happy?"

The wind got stronger, rolling the leaves and making a rustling sound, brushing against the heavy words. Thor didn't catch it, what he didn't catch, and this one.

"...Have you ever really loved someone?"

Sif's words were very soft, and her voice was very old and vicissitudes, and her hoarseness made people lack passion, but she repeated it and emphasized her tone. Thor heard it this time, and he was a little lost.

He has gone through the entire process of the evil god's transformation.He kept telling himself that he was a participant, a catalyst, and even an initiator.

He couldn't help but blame himself, if it wasn't for him, Loki wouldn't be what he is.

It turned out that he had always loved him self-righteously.

Thor's heart is suddenly empty, his loss mixed with the ups and downs of memory.He stood in front of the bell tower under the starlight, at a loss for what to do.

The dense fog hit at night, and he seemed to see Loki in the fog, absent-minded and lonely, very close but far away.But still smiling, the kind of soft smile Thor's seen before and kept flashing back at a certain point.But the difference is that there is an imperceptible deep meaning in that smile, and Thor can't guess what it is.

No one knows how Loki feels at the moment, how much love there is in his smile.

I only feel that there is still a trace of his hatred left.

Slowly, the thick fog dissipated, and the phantom disappeared.

The remaining ones became green freeze frames in Thor's pupils.

"Are you afraid?" Sif said. "Ragnarok will come and Loki will return. Tell me, will you be delighted, or afraid?"

He shook his head, he didn't know.

Sif chuckled, snorting slightly.He was silent, not paying attention to Sif's reaction.

He is no longer the Thor who was able to fight his father for his younger brother, and the Nine Worlds are not the empty universe that they let them do whatever they want.The passage of time did not give Thor more courage, but instead brought him hesitation and hesitation.In addition to the inherent sense of responsibility for Asgard that cannot be discarded, it is more of an uncontrollable guilt for Loki.

This is the most important thing. Like a raging fire, it will intensify.

Guilt made him powerless.

"I wanted to see him so badly and I was afraid to see him," he said.

This sentence is spoken calmly, but Sif sounds like he has experienced it himself.She looked at Thor, her eyes became sparkling and moist, but Thor still had that kind of eyes, lowering her eyes, "But I still want to see him, no matter what he will do to me, I will accept it."

"He was wrong, and I was even more wrong. I still can't enter his world, and I can't feel his love and hate, happiness and pain." Thor smiled at Sif, "I'm not a good man. elder brother."

If there is a third person watching at this moment, he will also find that the king of Asgard, the thunder god of the nine kingdoms, the father king is the father of the gods of the universe, and the gentle and smiling queen mother.Perfect and impeccable, but why is there sadness between the brows when you smile?

The moment he laughed, Sif hugged him tightly.

She said, "It's okay, it's not important, no one can understand it, except himself."

She continued, "He doesn't trust anyone, and there's no one he can trust."

Sif liked him, admired him, he knew it early on.But it was strange, in the moment of hugging, listening to her words, he felt that he didn't know the goddess in front of him very well.

She pressed against his chest at this moment, and murmured, "But he is not afraid to see you. He has been waiting for an opportunity, just like the game of hide and seek when he was a child, you hide, he looks, he hides, you look, he doesn't want you Find him, but I want to find you."

Sif's words did not vibrate the vocal cords, and the voice floated out gently, like an old man on his deathbed.

"He has never felt guilty. Because he always believes that this is a war against each other and against each other. Whether it is the love of the other party or the love of the father and king, it is the target of the war, and both parties must bear the consequences of the war. By From the beginning to the end, the influence of you and your father has never left."

As she spoke, she sighed softly, "But to him, you, the devil, have never left his heart. You have everything that should belong to him, and his soul and heart want to get rid of you , Letting you fail is his greatest purpose."

At that moment, an inexplicable feeling connects Thor and Sif.Through her words, he suddenly understood Loki's determination when he did not hesitate to deceive Laufey to let his own people perish, the pleasure in not letting him return to Asgard when he was exiled, and the reasons for all his actions all the time. Thor was amazed, why could Sif perceive Loki's emotions so clearly?Why can he understand his behavior so thoroughly?That kind of spiritual connection made him feel chills all over, and he felt an indescribable fear.

She continued, "When I was a child, on the reliefs in the underground palace of Asgard, I was fortunate enough to see the descendants of the ancient giant Ymir. They lived in dark and cold caves far away from people. They are bloodthirsty monsters, but not because they are born evil, but It is because they are bloodthirsty, so they appear barbaric and cruel to us. Therefore, sometimes it is just to satisfy their own desires and instincts, and is it unfair to attribute some self-righteous guys to justice or evil? They also contain This is also the technology and power that is longed for."

A strong sense of familiarity covered his whole body.At that moment, he only thought that only he and Loki had seen that relief. At that time, Loki had brushed the dust off the relief with his own hands and stared at it for a long time.

The night sky was dark green, and the wind was biting.The cold wind blew past him, and he was so excited that he couldn't even feel the temperature at all.

"You are……"

Sif looked directly at him, and she had to admit that this kind of azure blue, no matter who it was, was beautiful and reliable, and she couldn't connect him with the demons she had always had.

Soft arms wrapped around his shoulders, and the white arms were like jade against the dark green background.He tried to push Sif away, but her arms tightened.

"Thor, I found you," Sif said.

Still has long golden hair, still warm body under the cloak, holding a dagger, exuding the breath of a goddess. In Sif's body, lives another soul.

"I've always been by your side, and I don't want you to find me... When you see all the past, including what you know and what you don't know, I think, I should appear."

Suddenly, Loki drew his sharp blade, and without hesitation, he stabbed straight through.

"Whatever I do to you, you accept it, don't you, King of Asgard?"

Before Thor could react, the blade had already sunk into his body.

The extremely sharp blade quickly cut through the skin decisively. Thor was stunned, the place where his body was cut began to hurt, Loki pulled out the dagger, blood splattered out with it.

The pain also spread, and the whole air was filled with the smell of killing.

"I like this smell," Loki closed his eyes at some point, and quietly leaned on him, "hot, blind, all belong to my smell."

Thor flinches from the pain, Loki's words hurt him more than the pain in his body.He still didn't forgive him, and that's right, so why forgive?Thinking of this, his heart twitched violently. Loki kisses Thor's earlobe, "It hurts."

He was speechless.

Loki said sharply, "It's not enough, it's far from fair."

From the bleeding from the wound, the body seems to have traveled through too much time.

Thor wants to reach out to touch his black hair and beautiful green eyes, but nothing touches him, and he watches himself slide down, falling apart like a body without bones.

Loki should have left.

But he couldn't be sure.The sky and the field are like coffins, except for a constantly shaking clock hanging on a distant altar.He was lying on the ground, aware that death was approaching him gradually, many green pupils came over and watched him, it felt like many phantoms of Loki on the Rainbow Bridge were laughing at him, watching him.It's just that his heart hurts again, and now Loki only has a phantom, his body is dead, and he will never appear in such a vivid form again.

Thinking of this, he enjoyed all the pain that Loki gave him, tried his best to feel the pain of falling apart from Hongqiao, it seemed that everything that Loki experienced could be transferred.He slowly started to ring in his ears, and he couldn't hear anything after a piercing loud bang.

Stars fell from the sky, time no longer existed, and the charred ground shook as if it would sink into the rough sea.

The wilderness is like a tomb.There is only a dead silence and eternal darkness in the universe.

He just lay there, smiling.His deaf ears seemed to be able to hear the blood gushing out in waves, like clear spring water, he was waiting for his body to dry up.

This, he thought, was the best ending.