Thor was distressed. When Odin woke up, he had to face the mistake he made in his short reign. At first, he thought it would be fast and he would resume his reign as soon as it ended but seeing the result of his acts and decisions, he had no choices but question his ability to rule.

He had cost many agreements for his people and the relationship with many realms were at an all-time low. When he looked back on how he acted, he saw what was missing: his brother. He knew his brother had his back but he never understood how much effect in his life.

The warriors three and lady Sif, when questioned of his whereabouts, just shrugged. While he was Thor's brother, they did not really knew him. At best, they spoke with him about the adventure they had together or joke around but they never learnt anything from him.

He knew his brother did not mingle with other people. He preferred his calm garden or his private library. He could not take it against him.

He knew his brother had a hard life. Everything he did resulted in a punishment. As a Brother, he should have defended him but every time he found it "logic" for him to be punished. Thinking about it, he never really stood beside his brother.

Looking at the city from the balcony, he sighed. His mother, since Loki disappearance, had been less expressive and even when Odin woke up, she did not open up. He knew it hurt her to know it was the fault of Äsgard, her included, that he left.

Had she took his defense when he needed it, maybe he would have stayed. Had he been a better brother or just a brother, maybe it would have changed something but just thinking about it was meaningless.

He had to find him. Ask for his forgiveness.

When time would permit, he would leave to search for him. The attacks kept happening and his strength was needed for some of the skirmish they fought.

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Well, it went far and he could honestly say he had no more control on what was happening.

Everything because of his lack of moral and value. That is what the mind healer, or psychologist, told him anyway. He did a lot of thing, none that he really regretted. Most of what he did was because of boredom or a dare by his only friend.

She was the only one that understood him. She stood by him because she wanted too and because she found what he was doing entertaining.

Sure, a few bigots used him as some kind of rallying point but he never claimed to be their leader. After some time one of the most powerful in this merry band decided to take his place and tricked him in adorning a dark object that disconnected his mind from his body.

He could have fought for control and win but it was far more amusing to see what they would do.

Without surprise, they did almost nothing aside for a few appearance there and here. They also "ordered" him to kill a family and a child for some obscure reasons he did not care about.

He did not like this family, they were disturbing, always light this or dark that. As if magic cared for what it was used. All that mattered was the way it was used but noooo, everything that used a bit of imagination was dark for them.

When he made this awesome spell that could store a trace of his soul in an object to avoid death, they decided it was dark. Sure the idiot that manipulated him, when he wanted him to, made him act more and more maniacal but it had nothing to do with it.

He killed them using only "light" spell just to spit them. As for the child, he did not really want to kill him but he wanted to verify something. When he tried to kill him, the spell rebounded on a blood barrier, so much for it being a "dark spell" and never using them, and destroyed his body.

Freed from any chain, he travelled around the world and after a few months realized his first mistake, he did not prepare a body. It did not stop him from possessing a poor bastard and destroy his soul. More like sending the soul in the other side but he did not know what happened once dead and did not want to know this soon.

After that, he went back to liberate his friend from the prison she had been put in and kill the man she had been married to as it was arranged and he did not like him. He replaced her with a golem and the two of them left to see the sight around the world and maybe kill a few people if they had any luck.

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When he came to India, it was to help the people and feel calm, far from those that wished to use him for his alter ego.

He had a good start, people in the villages trusted him, he had enough food and no one bothered him. Until a few weeks ago when two lunatics came to him and refused to leave.

The man kept calling him the best of two world while the woman was flirting with him. It was strange and he did not know how to react. They were very headstrong and when he managed to escape them, they always managed to find him again.

One time in the jungle, he transformed in his other form and when he woke up he feared of what he did to them. He could not find them anywhere near his camp and guessed the other must have send them in some random direction… or killed them.

A few days later, they appeared out of nowhere, very pleased with what they experienced and since then, they never left his side. The woman helped him tend to the sick while the man displayed a strange energy he used to kill the people trying to take the few buck he had from his work.

He had tried to stop him and hoped the woman would help him, but they both snorted and kept doing what they wished. After weeks of dealing with them he gave up. He could not escape them and they did not want to leave. The woman helped him and the man "protected" them so he just accepted the situation.