"I'm planning on taking over Midgard, and I will be King.
So, I want you to be my Queen."
My first ever story not edited and republished after 3 years for your entertainment .
Loki and Feronia had been forced friends since childhood. On her first v...
Instantly, Rudra covered my mouth with his hand. No one heard my scream. I narrowed my eyes and bit one of his fingers. His hand snapped back to his side.
"What do you want?" I hissed, crossing my arms.
He then went on one knee and attempted to secretly look at some writing on his hand.
This is already terrifying.
"Lady Feronia, when I first saw you, I was put under the great spell of love. When I heard you were kidnapped, I was heartbroken. In order to fix this broken heart, I decided to rescue you-" He paused and switched his attention to his other hand, that contained more writing. "From your prison. I shall whisk you away from this hell and make you my queen. Now take my hand and let us be off!"
No matter how close minded this man was, I would never get out of this situation easily. So I went along with the act.
I took his hand in mine and lead him up off the floor with the most loving expression I could manage. I let go of his hand and moved mine to his shoulder. I gazed into his eyes lovingly, and moved closer. Rudra seemed to buy into my act already.
"Oh please my lord! Do save me from this hell that holds me! Quick, my love! Through the window!" I exclaimed, using the voice I only use when acting.
He instantly rushed to the window and opened it. He looked down and grew stiff. "My lady, I believe escaping through the window is a bad idea." He gazed into an abyss of earth and darkness. After all, the hideaway was mostly underground.
I walked up to him and put my hand on the back of his shoulders, I leaned in right up to his ear, and whispered the words that changed his life forever.
"Who said I wanted to escape?"
I gripped his shoulder tightly, and pushed him out the window.
"Do save me from the hell that holds me! Please Rudra, Die and let me live in peace!" I yelled after him, as he screamed like a child.
I looked out the window and watched as he faded from my vision. Once I heard the sound of the hard earth below him, I flicked my wrist, and the walls moved in, crushing and burying him in his dirt grave.
I let out a laugh that vibrated in my chest and sighed happily. A pathetic excuse for a god. He didn't even fight back! Eventually, he will run out of whatever power he has and crumble to pieces.
"It feels good, doesn't it?"
I suddenly turned around, my hands covering my mouth in shock.
"This feeling... is Evil. And my dear Feronia, you've let it consume your body as it did to mine. So Feronia, I'm begging you, Join me."
The man that stood before me was indescribable.
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"Who are you?" I asked as he took my hands in his. He stared right into my soul. The man pulled my hands back, pushing me into him, our lips brushing up against one another's.
"I am Loki. I am God."
And with those words, he kissed me like he ran out of air And I was Oxygen.
