I don't own anything. Loki stood before the Allfather Odin, his head low as he awaited his punishment. He knew he had crossed a line by attempting to destroy Earth, even if it was just a fleeting thought in his mind. But in that brief moment, he had forgotten about the heroic mortals on the planet and had only thought about his own selfish desire for power.
As Odin raised his hand to strike him, Loki braced himself for the pain. But instead, he felt a strange sensation wash over him. His body began to tingle and he suddenly felt weightless. Before he knew it, he was no longer standing before Odin, but instead was falling through a vortex of swirling colors.
When he finally landed, he realized he was no longer in his own body. Instead, he found himself in the body of a small baby, with no memories of his previous life as Loki, god of mischief. Confused and disoriented, Loki could only cry out in frustration, unable to comprehend what had just happened to him.
It wasn't until he grew older, and the voice in his head started to make itself known, that he began to understand the true nature of his punishment. The voice was that of Tom Riddle, a horcrux that had been hidden away in a bolt scar on his forehead. In his desperation to get rid of the voice, Loki would often hit his head on hard surfaces, trying to dislodge the horcrux or at least dull its effects.
But no matter how hard he tried, the voice never went away completely. He soon learned that it was because of his own actions as Loki that he was now cursed with this horcrux. And as he struggled to find a way to rid himself of it, he couldn't help but wonder if it was his own doing or if someone else had a hand in his punishment.
Despite his struggles, Loki was determined to find redemption. He knew he had to earn back the trust and forgiveness of his Asgardian family, but his journey to redemption would prove to be a difficult one. He had to constantly pretend to be a mortal boy, attending school with other children his age.
But as he tried to navigate this new world, Sirius Black, his former godson in his previous life, proved to be of no help. He was unable to recognize Loki in his new body and was even suspicious of him at times. Desperate to maintain his facade, Loki had no choice but to continue pretending to be Sirius godson even though he knew it was a lost cause.
As he continued to wrestle with the horcrux inside of him, he also had to deal with the growing realization that everyone in the wizarding world was starting to see through his charade. They could sense that he was not just a mere mortal, but someone powerful and dangerous. And even when Loki shed his mortal form and revealed his true identity, no one seemed surprised.
As he finally rid himself of the horcrux and sought forgiveness from his Asgardian family, Loki couldn't help but wonder if it was too late. If they would ever be able to see him as anything other than the deceitful god of mischief. But as he worked towards redemption, he realized that it didn't matter what others thought. All that mattered was that he was finally free from his own destructive mindset and ready to embrace a new, more honorable path.