Loki was sitting on his chair, relaxing, then he lifted his head towards the ceiling and closed his eyes, starting to whisper:
"What a man... Prometheus."
But his voice was interrupted with the sound of light knocks on the door. Loki got up coldly, turned towards him and opened it, so he found the two court soldiers holding a strange-shaped paper in front of him.
The soldier said:
"Mr. Loki, your invitation to Meron has been accepted, and this message has been brought by an anonymous messenger. As I learned, it contains a letter addressed to the envoy, but when I went to give it to him... I found no one."
Loki responded with distress:
"Fuck... Sparta, where's that fucker Okay, give me whatever."
"Prefer, sir."
Loki closed the door, then went back to his chair and sat back down again. He slowly opened the letter, read it carefully, then gave a light smile, put the letter aside on the bed, and closed his eyelids.
Morning Uzair's announcement as "Envoy"
Loki was sitting on my chair not his chair, in a simple house, and in front of him a fat man, he clearly looked ill. His face is pale, full of pimples, and his breath is choppy. The man could barely move his lips, and said,
"What... You want "
Loki calmly replied deadly:
"I don't want anything... Only your soul."
The man looked at him desperately, and whispered:
"My soul Huh... Even my son wants my soul... Hey Loki Ben Zewu Gisha..."
Loki's eyes suddenly widened, as if a taboo name was uttered in front of him. That name was a embodied curse, carrying in its folds buried secrets and endless mystery. It was a painful memory, a nightmare that did not differentiate him, but a consort that haunted him to death.
Loki jumped out of place, picked up his dagger, and pounced on the man with a deafening sound:
"How did you know that ! Fucking Prometheus!"
Prometheus chuckled lowly, carrying the bitterness of the years, and said softly:
"Calm down... Just sit down."
"Sit Are you a loser of your mind There's only one thing you should do now... Tell me how you knew, or else I'll snatch your heart with my hand!"
Prometheus replied in a steady voice:
"Please, sit down. Violence will benefit you nothing. Ask me, and I'll tell you everything you want."
Loki waved the dagger slightly and then stepped back, sat down in front of Prometheus, placing the dagger on the ground next to him, and then looked at him sharply:
"How did you know, motherfucker "
"No need to swear... Believe me, nothing is worth it."
"I swear to you, if you don't talk now, I'll drown your face in the dog's poo!"
Prometheus sighed and said:
"Years ago, when Alexander announced his adoption of two children: you and your sister... That's when your sister changed her blonde hair color to black, and you shaved your long hair. I didn't make you worse, because Alexander Cam is one of my close friends, and I didn't want to be a reason for the unhappiness of a simple citizen who knows nothing about that game."
And Ge Luqi snorted in anger, and his mind began to conjure up what would have happened if he exposed them to Prometheus How was he going to protect himself His sister Linora The innocent good girl who loved and cared for everyone It was then that he was only fifteen...
Although the answer is clear in his mind, he wanted to emphasize:
"Well... I have another question."
"What is it "
"Why did you guys try to kill us that day "
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Heavy silence... Prometheus then spoke softly:
"I think you now know why King Ra did what he did... But let me say something."
"Say."
"My advice to you... Marry a good girl, take your sister, and live in a remote place. Forget the envoy, forget the past. I've been dreaming of seeing him all my life, but now I realized... That it's just a curse on everyone. Even you, it was a reason why your family was killed."
Then proceed with difficulty:
"Don't be a slave of history and envoy. History can be changed, but you refuse to admit it."
Loki looked at him and said sarcastically:
"And on your opinion, you're also a slave to history."
Prometheus laughed:
"Why would I be his slave "
"Because you didn't expose us then. You could have ended the envoy's episode... But you didn't, arguing that you don't want your friend's unhappiness... Just a normal citizen. We're all in a restless loop, and I'm in control of it."
Prometheus's eyes widened. I realize the truth... It was an indirect reason for keeping a monster alive. A demon manipulates everything from behind the curtain.
Loki smiled softly. He picked up his dagger, and took a killing posture. A dark, devilish aura, started to emit from his body, and then pounced like a beast on his prey.
Sleep... No sound, no breath. Only a dagger planted in the heart of Prometheus.
Loki slowly pulled out the dagger, blood flooding the place. He came closer and whispered in his ear:
"You guys are just bugs inside this episode... You perform your roles. As for my turn... It's not to let you get out of it."
Leaving him drenched in his blood... And he left. No trace, no clue.
Prometheus was trying to convince Loki that history could be changed, but he, unintentionally, convinced him to the contrary...
I convince him that history only changes names, and that the episode will remain a circle... As long as someone refuses to drown.