That's Crya in the pic.
Crya's POV
"Father, can we please talk about something other than destroying your enemies?" I said boringly.
I'm sorry, let me introduce myself. I am Crya, Goddess of Destruction. I have white hair (which is hard to keep white when you live in a place where ash is everywhere). My father is Surtr, he's some type of demon or whatever. In midgardian years I would be at least 16. We age 1000 times slower than Midgardians.
"Why do you question destruction?" My father asked with confusion. "You are the Goddess of destruction."
I groan "just because I'm the Goddess of the destruction doesn't mean I want to destroy everything." I turn to my father. "I'm going for a walk, excuse me father." I bid my goodbye and walk out of my castle.
Walking straight into the depths of Muspelheim I find a weird looking writing on a rock. "Heimdall" I read out-loud. After I say the words a beam of different colors strikes down exactly where I am.
"What the fuck!" I yell traveling through the unknown beam. I feel ground, cold ground as I look up I see a man with golden eyes.
"Where am I? Who are you?" I ask standing up quickly and start developing weapons from my hands.
"I am Heimdall, Crya. You called for me." So Hemidall is a name.
"What is this place?" I look around and everything is sparkling like they're all made of gold.
"Yes, they are made of gold. You're in Asgard." Hemidall replies as if he was reading my mind.
"Oh the realm my father has been wanting me to destroy for years." I yawn. "What will the royal family do if they found out their enemies daughter is here?"
"Well they already know. They're waiting for your arrival right now. Come Goddess of Destruction, I shall take you to them." He says He pulls out a cool looking sword from the podium type thingy. My realm should have one of these.
•Skip ride on the rainbow bridge•
"I present to you Crya Goddess of Destruction. Daughter of Surtr." Hemidall says.
I look around the gigantic room to find everything is golden and shiny. I spot Asgardians sitting in thrones and some standing.
"I am Odin. Why have you come to Asgard?" Some old bearded guy said.
"Well that Hemidall guy's name was written on a rock in Muspelheim. I said his name and then a colorful light came out of the sky and took me here." I said looking around the room.
"Father, we can not trust her. Her father is our enemy." A blond buff man said.
"I am nothing like my father so do not compare me to him." My hair started to change from white to red because of my anger.
"Calm down. There's no need to destroy everything in the room." The man who said this was incredibly handsome. He has black hair and he wore green clothes.
"I'm sorry, but I have no clue who any of you are." My hair went back to normal.
"I am Thor, God of Thunder." Blonde, buff man said.
"I am Loki, God of mischief." I nodded my head in approval.
"Well you already know who I am and what I am.Forgive me for rushing things but what are you going to do to me?" I yawned a bit because I'm tired as fuck.
"We will allow you stay, just don't cause any trouble or there will be serious consequences." Odin said in a loud demanding voice. "Loki, will show you to your chamber." Oh cool I get to hang out with the god of mischief
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The Mischievous God •Loki Fanfic•
Fanfiction⚠️THIS BOOK DOESNT TAKE PLACE DURING ANY OF THE THOR OR ADVENGERS MOVIES⚠️ Crya, Goddess of Fire and destruction. Crya was born on the neighboring realm called Muspelheim also know as the realm of fire. Crya is the daughter of Surtr. Loki, God of...
