Loki Laufeyson. Known to man and gods as a murderer of millions, but you can't blame the life he was given. Some say he deserved it some say he didn't but you can't ever really know because your not him. You can't be. This is what made him go insane. He broke, he killed, he destroyed but he never loved because he couldn't "Who could love a monster like me" he cried "Tell me... TELL ME!". But no one could tell him anything because his whole life was a lie to who he was, who he grew up to be. His family was a lie no matter how much he grew up with them, spent that much time with them, ate with them, rode on horse back together with them. He could never be like them...and that's all because he was different. You can't feel the pain he felt, you can't ever feel what he felt because he's broken. You can't see the lies behind his words because you don't understand. You don't understand how tough it is to be in his position, to be him, to be told a lie that you're not who they say you are, you're a monster and you always will be, and a monster can't ever love or be loved right. And the sad thing is. He knows it.