His people spat "traitor", Midgardians growled "murderer", to his face.
Loki denied neither, accepting the titles with his shameless pride.
The names he'd acquired over the centuries well suited him
Silvertongue, trickster, enemy. He'd gained quite a reputation so far.
He loathed those that mocked him a scorned his name.
The names that he despised most were those that seethed
in their own way. The terms must have hated him
almost as much as their owner. Loki denied these names.
He was a "father" no more. The one with rights
to call him "son" were dead. "Brother"? He had none.