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Chapter ONE
Loki found himself in an unfamiliar place. It smelt of grease and sweat. Many mortals were shoving tall, yellow things into their mouths and tearing apart bread and meat. The mortals were very loud and obnoxious. Loki decided this was not ok.
Loki was about to use whatever-the-hell magic that he has to make these mortals bow down to him, until all so suddenly, a strange sight seeped into the corner of his eye. It was a shiny vision. Slowly, Loki turned around. What he saw was the most majestic, unusual and beautiful yet scary thing he had ever seen.
It was shiny. Very shiny. It looked to be man-made, yet valuable. Next to the object was a mortal, drooling all over it's magnificence. Loki was suddenly angry. Did these mortals know anything about worth and value? This, handsome, item made such mortals look like a sea-slug in comparison. Loki drew his staff-thingy and cast the mortal down. The mortal drooled again, against the brightly-coloured wall. Loki slowly walked toward the sight, and sighed. He placed a gentle finger on the, surprisingly, smooth material. It was so delightful! Loki held it in the air.
"Mortal, what are these?" Loki demanded of the person behind the counter, whom seemingly ran this operation.
"Ketchup, sir."
Loki frowned. He was expected to pay for this 'ketchup'. Loki can take what he pleases, he at last decided.
Loki glided with his back to the wall. He then found such a glorious sight! An entire create of the ketchup, they were all shining brighter than his homeplace. Loki smirked, a very malicious smirk indeed.
Loki stole so many ketchup packets that day. He never knew that, in the next chapter, it'll come back to haunt his thievery.