* Nordic Pantheon*
In a large verdant prairie ending with a rainbow path that disappeared into the clouds, a man in shining armor was sitting on the ground; his face was solemn as he polished his broadsword. An imposing, muscular build, probably measuring two meters. A light breeze swept across the prairie...
His eyes narrowed: "The announced Ragnarök is finally going to arrive?"
He jumped up hastily, pivoting his broadsword, parrying a spear that had just hurtled toward him.
The spear spun before being caught by a hand forming from green mist.
"Gungnir!" exclaimed the imposing man, realizing that this weapon was Odin's.
"So, Odin is really..."
"Dead... Hahaha. As you said, this man full of wisdom ultimately failed to avenge his son Baldr." chuckled the one who had just appeared.
He wore a long black coat that fell to his calves. Silver buttons on the front of the outfit, arranged symmetrically on the chest and along the abdomen. Under the coat, tight black pants ending with silver boots. His hand and neck were covered in bandages, leaving only his nose and mouth visible.
He seemed to emanate a supernatural grace, a creature of indescribable androgynous beauty. His long white hair with olive-green tips shone, just like his eyes.
"So this is your true appearance, you filthy insect!"
"I prefer to be called the father of monsters, the god of mischief, The Handsome-"
"You filthy bastard! I swear I'm going to kill you, Loki!"
"It seems you're not very talkative, just like in the good old days Heimdall ~Hehe."
Loki spun Gungnir; the broadsword was already close to his neck; he bent abnormally while pointing the spear toward his ribs.
Heimdall struck again and again. Each impact made the ground tremble. His sword blade sliced through the air and lifted clouds of earth.
Loki moved quickly, sliding around him. He dodged, reforming each time the blade touched him. His green mist dispersed, then reformed a little further away. Clones emerged from the fog and attacked together. Heimdall pivoted, destroyed one double with a backhand, then another with a thrust. The illusions exploded in acidic wisps, corroding the armor plates.
A horizontal sweep shattered a mound of earth, Loki ducked and counterattacked. Gungnir collided with Heimdall's blade. The shock sent metal fragments flying and a rumble shook the prairie.
Loki's claws lengthened; he struck several times, slashing the guardian's forearm. Heimdall retaliated with a knee to his chest, then a vertical strike. Loki divided again, the blow only sliced through the mist.
*Boom*
*Boom*
The two gods moved fast. Their silhouettes collided, disappeared, reappeared in other places. Shockwaves shook the terrain. Trees fell, dust covered everything.
"Fucking insect!"
Loki sent his clones to overwhelm him, but Heimdall cut through them without stopping. Each destroyed clone burst into green mist that corroded the ground.
"Calm down a bit, guardian of the gods ~. It's pointless to yell everywhere."
Loki retreated, raised his hand, and dark serpents burst from the ground. They coiled around Heimdall's legs. The guardian pulled, tearing their flesh then slammed his sword into the ground. The shock lifted a wall of dust.
"Filthy traitor, you killed your own father, and your brother Baldr."
Loki disappeared into the mist, reappeared behind him and plunged his claws into his side. Heimdall turned and struck with a backhand; Loki burst again.
"Who, Odin? Haha. I thought the father of all could see through everything. It's not my fault if he thought killing me by killing Baldr. The illusion wasn't even that powerful..."
He reformed further away, a smile on his face, covered in blood. Heimdall charged, crushing the ground under his steps, and their new collision sent rocks flying around them. Loki defended, endured, disappeared again. The toxic mist thickened. Heimdall sliced through it with sword blows, breathing hard, his body marked by cuts.
Loki reappeared, his eyes shining with a greenish glow. He launched a new double, then a second. Heimdall destroyed them one after the other, but behind the smoke, Loki surged forth, stabbing Gungnir into his shoulder.
*Arrhh*
Heimdall retreated, grabbed the spear, and pushed it away violently. He struck. The steel hit Loki's chest, who exploded again.
"Odin was quite fraudulent with his abilities, Thor is undoubtedly more powerful. What do you think, Heimdall?"
"Just shut up!"
Heimdall, angry, activated his runic mark: the runic seal *Kenaz* lit up on his shoulder and his sword shone with a silvery glow.
*Slash*
"Shit!" Loki tried to retreat but a punch landed in his abdomen, sending him flying, spitting blood into the distance.
Heimdall planted his sword in the ground: *Authority: Guardians of the Gods!*
*BOOM*
A pressure surged over Loki who was trying to get up. He gritted his teeth. Heimdall's authority created a zone where he could immobilize anyone by manipulating gravity at will.
"I hold no grudge against you Heimdall! I simply want to use the Bifrost!"
"And let you destroy Midgard!? No, you're just going to die here!"
A horn appeared in his hand.
"Nooo!"
*Gjallarhorn*
The strident sound resonated in all the worlds. Multiple pantheons still standing could hear it... A sound that announced nothing good and that was written in the prophecy... It was the beginning of Ragnarök.
"Shit! SHIT! SHIT!!!"
Loki struck his fists again and again against the ground.
"I simply wanted to escape my destiny..." he murmured to himself.
Since he was very young, Loki knew that it was Yggdrasil through the three Norns that dictated his destiny and future: from the death of his parents, being adopted by Odin and Frigg, his personality, his powers... everything. It was no different from being a slave, not being master even his thoughts were undoubtedly not his own.
"Should I sit down and let Yggdrasil dictate my life? No. I don't give a fuck."
" I Am Loki."
In a last moment, he used a forbidden rune... in the hope of being able to reincarnate in the future...