I sat on the floor of my room sobbing. I just learned that Loki had fallen. Probably to his death. Thor tried to console me and tell me he only fell into a wormhole and remind me that he still has his powers, but I ran out of the room. Only a few days ago, Loki took up the throne because Odin had fallen into a deep slumber. I thought that this could be the end of our troubles for a little while but I was mistaken. When he was king he spent more time away from Asgard and I hardly saw him. And then this afternoon Thor came back. I expected a joyful reunion but something wasn't right. And then I saw a huge explosion at the gateway. The bifrost was suddenly being destroyed. I don't know why. After that, Odin and Thor walked back and I met them in the throne room. I asked where Loki was and Thor told me. I don't know what I'll do now. Odin said I could stay if I wished and added that Asgard would always welcome me back if I chose to leave. I feel like I may go home. There's not much left for me here. Yes, I made some friends, but I can always visit. I wiped my tears away and stood. Home sounds like a good place right now.