Afterwards, Loki went to the Golden Palace to see Frigga.
Mother held his hand and told him many things.
But Loki used all his strength to hold back his tears and couldn't even remember what Frigga had told him.
"I want to see Father."
Loki lowered his head and expressed his request. If things continued like this, his resolve would waver, and he couldn't stay long here or reveal what would happen in the future.
Not to mention the ending where everyone might turn to ashes.
"He... is not here."
Frigga showed a difficult expression because the fake Odin had gone to Hell.
"No, I'm talking about the real Odin, not the previous one; I already understand."
At the end of life, Loki understood many things. If everything was connected to the Twilight of the Gods, Odin should be in a slumber.
The one running around before, even roasting meat with the World Tree, seemed more like the old Loki from the future.
Could it be an illusion technique of the old Loki?
However, Loki was somewhat envious of his future self. He also wanted to be the first to roast meat with the World Tree, but he never had the courage to act, and he wouldn't have the chance in the future.
Frigga looked at her son, stroked his hair, as if pondering for a moment, while Gullveig just sat quietly on the side, secretly hiding a laptop.
Could it be that Loki discovered it because of this?
"You seem strange today, but since you already know, I won't hide it from you. I'll take you to Odin's Sleep."
"Okay."
Loki was very familiar with Gullveig too, but after entering the door, he didn't even glance at her. He looked at the table in the room, looked at the curtains, but did not look at the woman.
He didn't know what role Gullveig played in the old Loki's script.
Frigga held his hand, just like she had done countless times in the past, so warmly, leading him into Odin's Sleep.
And Odin still held the Eternal Spear, lying on the golden longship.
Loki originally wanted to say something to Odin, but after actually seeing him, he didn't know where to start.
Even though he wasn't an omniscient and omnipotent god, did Odin know about this? Did he know what kind of fate his son was facing?
He looked at Odin, reached out to touch Odin's beard, and then touched the Eternal Spear that he couldn't lift.
He hated Odin's always being the head of the family style, but whenever something happened, Loki easily wanted to turn to Odin for a solution.
Although Odin would always put him in confinement after solving the problem, this time it wouldn't happen anymore, there was no chance.
This was a problem that only Loki himself could solve.
His future self was too powerful, even stronger than the current Odin, not in terms of strength, but in setting up an inescapable situation.
"It's okay now, Mother. Seeing you all well puts me at ease."
"Oh, then go find Thor and have fun, don't forget to eat."
"I will, Mother, I take my leave."
Loki bowed with a smile on his face, turned and left Odin's Sleep, but as soon as he walked out of the door, he activated his invisibility ability and dashed towards the location of the pit.
He had said all his farewells and now needed to face his destiny, and he didn't want anyone to see him cry in the Golden Palace.
.........
"Are you sure this is the right thing to do?"
Two crows flew in from outside the door, landing on Frigga's shoulder, conveying happenings in the Immortal Palace to her, as Odin was beginning to sit up in bed.
A rainbow-like glow faded, and the rising Odin transformed into Frigga, while the Frigga who had led Loki in finally revealed her true form.
The one-eyed old man, he had always been there. He was a transformer, and imitating his familiar wife was a specialty; not just the appearance, but even the thoughts and words could be mimicked.
Until now, there was no longer any need to conceal it.
He walked to the edge of the longship, spoke a word to the Eternal Spear to retrieve it, then inquired into the empty space next to him.
Frigga didn't know why Odin wanted her to impersonate him, and also deal with that terrifying guy Deathstroke, who acted like a bandit.
But as she was about to answer, a golden, swirling teleportation gate suddenly opened at the head of the bed, and a stranger woman stepped through it, with a gentle smile on her face.
Odin was not asking Mother of Gods.
"I have examined millions of future timelines, and this is the only choice. If we want to preserve our world amidst the multiverse collision, Loki and Deathstroke are both indispensable."
Odin picked up his helmet and cloak from the ship, regaining his usual demeanor, but his words sounded like admitting defeat.
"Using heaven and earth as a chessboard, examining all future possibilities? Master Gu Yi, I shall play chess with you no more."
"Shouldn't you have thought so much earlier?"
The Ancient One smiled, nodding at Frigga, but then a series of magic was cast: memory cleansing, body control, dimension probe shielding.
No light or shadow, silent and soundless.
Frigga's level of magic was nothing in front of The Ancient One.
Odin watched the controlled Frigga zombie-walk out of Odin's Sleep, even helping the two close the door behind her, he remained in silence, as The Ancient One stood quietly in place, hands clasped behind her back.
Odin and The Ancient One were actually the ones who always knew, it had always been a transaction.