Loki was kneeling on the ground of the silent moon. His face was wet with desperate tears. One minute ago, he was worthy, and now he failed again, and fell deeper than ever before. His heart ached. He was beaten. He was used.
Once, he felt virtue inside. The proof, he changed his fate. He lifted the object of worthiness. And now, the hammer struck him down.
"I am the crime that will not be forgiven," he heard in his head.
"Why won´t you let me go? I have changed," Loki screamed.
"Because I can´t let go. I want you to never forget," the ghost said.
"No."
"I am the one who knows you. I know all your crimes. I know your worst crime. I am the one who saw it all."
"I was just an echo of a scream, a sound of a man. I am not responsible for his actions," Loki defended himself.
"You did one thing, but it was the worst one. I was your chance to live. And you took it. You were the one who knew me. You were the one who helped. You were my guide and advisor. I had trusted you and you betrayed me. You killed me."
"I´m sorry. Please, leave me alone this time," Loki begged.
"I can´t. You made me to this. I will always be here with you. There is no way to make a deal. I am the crime that will not be forgiven."
Loki desired to change himself. He did anything to wash away his sins, to prove himself a better being. But he was only the echo of a scream. The last scream, that yearned for life.
I don´t own any Marvel character. And I have used some quotes as you could see.
