Welcome to my newest fanfic! I'm Raindapple16, if you don't know me from my other story, Shattered. As always, the prologue is short, but the chapters after will be much longer. I usually take about two weeks or so in updating Shattered, but ongoing two stories will mean difficulties in updating so frequently. My profile will have the predicting update date for both stories.

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Prologue: I Promise

He stood in that meadow filled with wind and grass. He continued walking, destination unknown, purpose unknown.

"From this day on, you shall no longer reside on this kingdom," announced Odin. "You will be sent to a war front at Midgard, and unless you find love in that frozen heart of yours, you will remain there forever. You shall be bound to that place, unable to go beyond it. Those boundings will prevent you from attempts of harming yourself or suicide. Your magic will be graciously given back to you, and it will not be taken away as long as you do not attempt to leave. "

Loki shook his head, trying to get rid of the memories. But they danced around him like shadows, reminding him of every humiliating moment he had experienced in his life.

"Did you hear how Thor has replaced him as the next heir to the throne? Well, Thor was always the better brother, anyway. Honestly, I'm not surprised."

"I heard he plotted in mere jealousy. How immature."

"Banished and gone. Thank goodness he's no longer in Asgard. He almost destroyed us."

"Did you hear that he's not even Odin's actual son? Taken from a temple of Jotunheim, I hear. I pity Odin who had to take care of such a being. No wonder he always favored Thor."

"He's been reduced to nothing, like he deserves. I hope that takes away that indestructive pride of his. It's not like I didn't know it'll end like this. His cause was always doomed."

Loki gritted his teeth. Green fire flashed from his hands, reflecting the endless forest in his eyes.

Every insult he had received, every humiliation he had received … was because of how much Odin favored Thor over him. Ever since childhood, Thor had been given the best of everything. However, when Thor had been banished to Midgard, held responsible for a massive carnage, Loki had been left as the only heir eligible for the throne. He had expected and predicted it excitedly, imagining how it would be like to be more important than his brother.

Things took an unexpected twist, however, when he had realized how Odin had stolen - stolen - him from a temple of Jotunheim. In a moment of vengeance, he had joined in with the giants of Jotunheim to attack Midgard. It had resulted in millions of deaths, as well as a now war-torn country.

That war front was where he was being sent to.

But he would soon be free. As Odin said, he would have to 'let love into his heart'. So? He would just manipulate someone. Then he would watch Asgard burn for all what they had done to him.

Loki continued walking through that windful, grassful meadow. He still did not know where he was going.

After what seemed like ages of torture, he had been sent to this meadow. The last thing he remembered was Odin. And his face of satisfaction.

He remembered being dragged through the city in chains: bloody, broken, beaten.

He remembered Thor's pained face as he did.

He remembered Odin's look of anger, grief, and disappointment. An expression he had always worn to him, even at childhood.

He remembered … he remembered … he remembered.

And Loki did not want to remember.

Once more he gritted his teeth and continued to walk through the meadow. He heard the birds chirp, the flowers bloom, and that clear, clear sky. The nextmere happiness of the landscape got him irritated of it.

Whispers containing of both the past and future continued to hover around him, but Loki ignored them. He had more important matters in his mind.

He found himself standing on top of a high, tall cliff. He wondered if he would die if he fell. Perhaps that was for the better.

The whippings he had received ached against his back. Despite his pledge to never show weakness in front of others, he was already about to collapse from walking almost a day. The cliff seemed to be the perfect option, an escape from his damned, humilated life.

But there had to be a reason why there was a death choice in front of him. If the gods wanted him dead, they would have already done it back in Asgard.

No, Loki realized. This meadow was another pathway between the realms of Asgard and Midgard. When he jumped, he will be at that war front, his punishment Odin had warned him of. He realized he had no choice. The gods had planned him to end up at this cliff, and he had no more options.

Loki had every intention of watching Asgard burn. And this meadow would go down with it.

That was a promise, one he would keep, no matter what.

And so, he jumped.


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