His body frost when he contemplated the landscape around him. Loki couldn't imagine that someday would be there again, despite all pain and sorrow that place had already brought to him, it was the closest thing to home he has already had. The wizard asked himself if that was a very advanced kind of illusion or some trap designed in his mind, but even hesitating to accept, all indicated it was real, that the kingdom had not been destroyed and that somehow, he could be there again.
He was sit on the grass of a flowered plain very well-known to him. He used to isolate himself as a child in the middle of what could be described as enormous garden, but, although it has been somewhere very important to him, he didn't keep good memories from the time he used to shelter there. Most of his remembering about his past were stained by bad feelings and this included since what he recalled from sinister days to the days that one day he judged as the happiest of his life. He wasn't resented about how all that kingdom fell, maybe he could have saved some more people, bud Asgard had destroyed itself way before Ragnarok.
Decided to discover how he ended up there and how to get back to where he was before, Loki got up and self-spelled an illusion that changed his appearance completely, he didn't want to take the risk of being recognized even before of knowing what was going on and soon after began to walk through the so-known way which would lead him to the castle. The god, now, with an older and more common face than usual, red-haired and quite gray, wearing a same-shades and carefully manicured beard and well-designed, blue-shaded garments, didn't take long to see that there were some things around him that definitively were not this way when he still lived in that kingdom. Trees he recalled seeing at the top of their magnificence now were nothing but sprouts; lakes that had long ago dried, almost overflowing; formerly extinct little creatures flew and ran abundantly around; the gold of the streets he saw in the horizon was almost fresh and sparkling; people wouldn't go out in the streets and Loki could feel the fear in the air; something that, for a civilization like Asgard, would only happen on their most intense wars.
The possibility of he to have been sent to the past was extremely high, but the god wasn't sure yet if it were possible to the stones to do something so big, not being influenced by any kind of bearer. They had no means to use their powers alone, therefore, the chance of Tempus to have sent him to that where, not being guided by anyone, was nearly non-existent. For this reason, the only thing left to do was to find the bearer of the stone in that time and convince him or her to send him back. Of course, the hypothesis of being stuck in a very ingenious illusion was still an option, although everything pointed to the other direction.
Out of the sudden the prince was taken by an intense bad feeling and stayed automatically alert. From afar he heard the loud noise of the steps of big creatures, who got closer and closer. He couldn't define exactly what they were or why they were so restless, but he could affirm almost for sure that whoever they were, they shouldn't be in that kingdom. For what other reason would they be going so desperately to one of the most remote area he knew?
The sound became louder, the strangers were now few feet from Loki, who stood still in the middle of the way, attempting to hinder them and to discover in what time they were. He had a weak hope of not being run over, but anyhow, he wouldn't let that opportunity pass just for not taking some risks.
Horses apparently so magnificent as the ones raised on the castle appeared after surpass the turn that takes directly to the place where was the prince, warriors who the faces I didn't recognize was mounting the animals and with then, they carry a young woman and a little child sleeping. They're was not expecting to be interrupted when they're horses stopped immediately when they've seen the strange on the middle of the track, that one for the god was a nice surprise, but he already known that animals like that tend to never hurt or disrespect those that recognize like they leaders or the relatives of the leaders.
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Loki - The Infinity Prophecy
FanficOne of the few good deeds, without ulterior motives, by Loki, the god of mischief, took him straight to the greatest treasure the universe could offer him: the seventh stone of the infinite, Ego. Linna, bearer of the singularity, lives imprisoned an...