Classic Loki
The Elder God of Endings and Quiet Purpose
I built a world just to remember the one I lost.
They expected a prince, a trickster, a survivor. Instead, they found an old man in golden robes, weary of stories. I built an Asgard from memory, not to rule, but to mourn. And when the end came, I gave it all—not with a smirk, but with silence.
What I'm Into: illusions that outlast time, the weight of silence, younger selves who still rage, Asgard remembered, magic born of belief
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