A/N: The title comes from the song I was listening to when I wrote this [Near light - Ólafur Arnalds]. It is also my very first time I publish something in the internet so it's still kind of confusing for me. I hope I made no mistakes in grammar or vocabulary. Sorry if I did. This takes place after The Avengers. Enjoy!
I can only see dark. Darkness has become my only ally in all of the nine realms, all of the cosmos. No tender hand is to calm my pain, no soul will ever again make me company. And I deserve it. I just blame myself for being as I am, for all that I have done. All of this is my fault only, my own decisions. I wish I could start all over again and undo all my mistakes.
I have realized that I am only a child. Lost, hopeless, no chances of forgiveness nor redemption.
I need none of them, but regrets eat me inside out and cover me as well. I should have died in the instant I let go Gungnir, but at least I can end myself in this very moment.
And so I will.
Tied up, mouth covered, powers taken away. But not all of them.
The very last act of sorcery from the god of mischief is the most powerful as well.
Turning into his Jotunn form, a bright and green glow surrounded him. At first it was just an aura, but it slowly became bigger and brighter. No longer green, but eye-melting white, it lightened up every single corner of the cell. A scream full of pain came out from his throat and slowly went towards his mouth. He broke the muzzle that was stopping him from using his silver tongue, but he was also about to finish himself at last.
Slowly, the glowing started getting smaller and greener until it was an aura. A tear went down his face as he turned back from his Jotunn body.
"Goodbye, brother" Said Loki as he glanced Thor, who saw all of his little show.
"...Farwell".
The dead body went to the floor with closed eyes and a smile on the mouth.