Tales of Infinity
Synopsis
It had all started long before Thor's failed coronation and exile to earth. Long before Loki's fall from the Bifrost. They had all been a part of his elaborate plan, his plan that would lead to the control of not just Asgard and Midgard or even the nine realms but the entire universe. He had been the most crucial part of their plan, of their alliance, he was the one capable of leading them, his mind the only one capable of comprehending the universe.
Prologue
It had all started long before Thor's failed coronation and exile to earth. Long before Loki's fall from the Bifrost. They had all been a part of his elaborate plan, his plan that would lead to the control of not just Asgard and Midgard or even the nine realms but the entire universe. He had been the most crucial part of their plan, of their alliance, he was the one capable of leading them, his mind the only one capable of comprehending the universe.
Loki could not help but smile as he remembered the day they had met, they day he had met the King of Midgard; the day he travelled down to Midgard simply out of curiosity for the first time in almost half a century expecting to find nothing on the worthless ape's planet. The man had radiated power, intelligence and something else, a desire to go further than anyone else around him and that had intrigued Loki, made him worthy even as he was limited by his mortality.
For ten years he watched the man in silence, watched his ups and downs; the death of his parents, taking over their empire and making it better.
"To be prepared for war, is one of the most effectual means of preserving peace."
He had said they were the words of a man from history, a George Washington but the way he spoke of war, of his weapons; Loki could see a darkness festering; a darkness he wanted to stroke and nurture into something else, something more sinister.
The day that stuck in Loki's mind more than any other, the day he realised just how special this one mortal was. It was a press conference, a new war or something, Loki didn't really remember the details he simply remembered the look etched onto that mortals face as he spoke his words, the words that really changed everything.
"Everything you see here… The safety you feel in your homes and in your beds. It's not the real world… It's not even your world. This is my world, I am the one with all the cards in my hand, the guns that I could point at each and every one of your heads right now. Your safety is because of me… This world owes me a lot more than I owe it so you all better start showing me some fucking gratification"
Merchant of Death…
That had been the moment Loki decided he needed to meet this mortal, this mortal with darkness so far embedded into his soul that he could do nothing more than fall deeper.
A/N
Very short but just an intro, first chapter is almost finished but I am making no promises on when I upload but it should be soon because I am on a roll with this story and I want to get to my favourite bit soon.