The snow in Asgard is always more romantic than on Earth, and the rootless water that falls from this empty island floating in space is lighter than elsewhere.

When the fluttering snowflakes fell on the window, the ice flowers spread from the edge of the window frame, and the shadows of several people could be seen dimly.

Wearing armor and cloak, but not wearing a tiara, Loki's face looked very indifferent, and he said to the two attendants and one of the ceremonial officers in front of him: "I'm sorry, but what I said is true, Asgard doesn't need so many attendants anymore, you can go home." ”

The two attendants looked down at each other, and the ceremonial officer glanced up at Loki's eyes, and then, he asked in a deep voice, "Your Highness, I'm sorry, but can I ask, whose order is this?" ”

"You are my squires, of course this is my order." The expression on Loki's face began to look a little impatient, but he still patiently explained, but the three people opposite had no intention of leaving.

Loki didn't say anything more, "Can't you understand me?" Or something like that, he took the hammer out of his waist, put it in his hand, and said, "I'll have something to do later, and if you don't leave here, I'll have to do it another way, and ask you to leave." ”

The three people in front of Loki glanced at the hammer in his hand, and then looked at each other before saluting and leaving.

Loki could even hear the whispers they kept whispering as they left.

But Loki wasn't angry, he just shook the hammer in his hand, then looked at the hammer and said, "Now I understand, the hammer is really good." ”

He sighed, turned to leave, and as soon as he walked out the door, he saw another figure in a robe and a crown waiting for him at the end of the corridor, it was elderly Loki.

Loki walked over and said, "Why are you here?" ”

Old Loki shook his head and said, "I'm not like those hairy boys, I have to remind you, do you know what you're doing?" ”

Loki lowered his head and smiled, then looked up at old Loki and said, "It seems that you are quite comfortable staying here, much better than the others." ”

Old Loki's eyes were calm, he turned over, stood by the window, looked out at the heavy snow and said, "I haven't been home for too many years, and even if this is not my home, it is much better than the end of the barren time." ”

After saying that, he turned his head back again, looked at Loki with a serious face, and said, "It's not your job, you can't order them to get out of here, and you shouldn't order them, you're not the king of Asgard." ”

Old Loki sighed and said, "In your universe, Thor has become the new king of Asgard, he has always protected the warriors of Asgard, and you treat his subordinates like this, except to create conflicts between the two of you, it will be of no use to you." ”

"Do you think Thor is stupid?" Loki asked rhetorically.

Old Loki sighed and said, "Thor is the stupidest person in the world, but at the same time, the smartest man. ”

"He's always acting stupid, he's informal, he doesn't look at his eyes, he doesn't seem to see anything, but I know that it's not that he can't see it, he just doesn't care."

"You're underestimating the weight you have in his heart." Loki looked at old Loki and said, "Do you think that these people will be slow to treat you, and Thor won't care?" ”

"Hasn't it always been like this?" Old Loki smiled wryly and said, "I'm not the heir, who cares about me?" ”

"But you're still one of the only two princes of Asgard." Loki looked at old Loki, and although he was in the second person, he seemed to be speaking to himself: "You are Odin's son, Thor's brother, why do you think they won't care about you?" ”

"But in their hearts, I'm not as important as their subordinates." Old Loki stared into Loki's eyes and said, "Whenever I have a conflict with the warriors of Asgard, whose side is Thor on?" Finally, who are the people who are considered vexatious? ”

Old Loki looked at Loki with a mocking look and said, "Half of the credit for your bad reputation in Asgard comes from your good brother, who never understands you, only thinks you are naïve, and then apologizes to others in your place." ”

"It would be naïve to expect everyone to truly understand you." Loki said without giving in:

"Everyone has their own suffering, everyone has their own busyness, if someone is willing to spend an extra second to understand your suffering, it means that he loves you."

"Why can't you ask for more?" Old Loki hated iron and said, "Why, you are never the most important person to others?" ”

When an elderly Loki and a young Loki stand face to face, they are looking in a mirror, and every word they ask, not to ask each other, but to themselves.

"Maybe, it's just that I'm unlucky." Loki's tone was a little flirtatious.

But old Loki, who heard his answer, looked a little sluggish, and then, he asked a little broken: "You just accepted your fate like this?!" You still have so many opportunities! You're young! You'll be back in Asgard! Why can't you go for it?! ”

"Fight for what?"

"You have to be the most important person in your heart! Loki! Ask yourself! ”

"Why, you're always second? Why is there always someone more important than you? Why, no one values you the most?! Old Loki's tone was like a wave in the wind, rising higher and higher.

"Why do you always want to be who others see you?"

Just a short sentence made the waves in the storm suddenly calm down.

The elderly Loki looked at his younger self, his eyes were full of tears, the corners of his mouth wanted to rise, but he couldn't control it, but trembled and said: "I always think that if I hadn't left at the beginning, maybe I would have gotten everything I wanted, but I also knew that even if I didn't leave, I wouldn't get ......"

"Why do you want to be the person in the eyes of others?" Loki repeated the question, but this time, he was no longer asking the person on the other side.

"Loki, since you were born, you have been an orphan abandoned by the world, you should not exist in the first place, only when they love you and pay attention to you, you feel that you are not superfluous." Loki muttered softly.

Looking at the tearful old Loki, Loki's tone was low, like a piece of music that had reached the end.

"But if someone says he loves you, you think he's lying, because you know you're superfluous."

"If someone loves you with their actions, you will feel unworthy, because you know that you are superfluous."

"When will I be reconciled to my existence?" Loki's green eyes flashed with a moist light, like an emerald stone at the bottom of a spring, and suddenly changed his name, looked at old Loki and said:

"How much love do I have to get from others to prove to myself that I deserve to exist, how much response do I have to get to convince myself that I will always get a response......"

“…… I do not know. Loki shook his head and said, "All the greed in this world is pessimistic in nature - if you don't have it now, you don't think you will have it in the future, and if you can't have it all the time, you feel like you never have it." ”

Loki glanced down at the hammer in his hand again, and then said, "Even if I once had it, I still resent why it wasn't enough, why I couldn't have it all the time, why others had it, but I didn't." ”

"Greed is the curse of all intelligent beings, making us endlessly thirst for others, never satisfied, loving each other and hurting at the same time."

Loki took another half step forward, looked at the old Loki's somewhat cloudy eyes, and said, "And I, I can act more calmly than you, just because, I admit it." ”

Loki smiled, but looked like crying.

He looked at old Loki and asked seriously: "There are already too many people who have told me with their actual actions that the end of the road of greed is to lose everything. ”

"Have I reconciled with myself? No, I don't want to prove my existence? No, am I cured? No, it's just that when I think I'm going to lose everything, I'm willing. ”

Old Loki pinched the window frame's fingers and pulled out the green tendons, and where his fingers touched the window, the ice flowers slowly dissolved.

Loki let out a long sigh and said, "And you are not reconciled because, as long as you don't go back, you can assume that they will exist forever, but will they really exist forever?" ”

"Don't talk about it." Old Loki's Adam's apple trembled violently, but Loki continued quickly, "You don't have to mix with those hairy boys, and you don't have the ability to leave that barren land......

"It's just that you know that Ragnarok will come, and you can't change everything, but as long as you don't go back, the Asgard in your memory will always be so beautiful and brilliant."

Old Loki, whose face was full of tears, was silent.

After a while, he looked at Loki's immature face, but suddenly a smile appeared, and then he spoke:

"You're right, I remember everything there, every cloud, every drop of water, every dusk, every thunderstorm that swept through the sky."

"Perhaps, I will never be able to return to my hometown, but perhaps, I have never left my hometown." Old Loki laughed and wept,

When Loki looked up at him, in his eyes, he saw the playful evil smile that the evil god Loki was unique.

"Perhaps, you're right." Old Loki lowered his arms, stood in the light reflected from the snow, and said in a brisk tone, "But only one thing wrong. ”

"I can't do anything about Ragnarok? No, Ragnarok, never come......"

Old Loki stretched out his hand, and Loki's eyes slowly widened as he saw a point of light appear in Old Loki's hand.

The point of light slowly grew larger, emitting a soft light, and when the light dissipated, in the tiny bit of coldness, there were endless cosmic stars.

In the cold glow of the snow, Loki's attention was attracted by the small universe, and when he looked through the stars of the universe, Asgard, which was indistinguishable from reality, was also snowing heavily.

Thor leads his comrades rolling in the snow, Odin patrolling his fleet, and Frigga works his magic to restore the frozen fountain to its original state......

When he saw the glint in their eyes, Loki understood that it wasn't illusion, it wasn't magic...... It's a real universe.

When Loki looked up at the old Loki again, he was gone, and even the traces left on the ice flower were gone, as if they had never existed.

Following his instincts, Loki slowly stretched out his hand and pushed open the window in front of him.

But outside the window is not Asgard with heavy snow, but a warm study.

An old man sat at the table, the glow of the fireplace shining in his eyes like the light of a setting sun on a patch of green moss.

He blinked a little sleepily, picked up his quill, and began to write an ending to a story.

Loki, on the other hand, stood in front of the window, shouting into the empty snow.

"Who are you?!

”

The birds in the distance were startled, and the small black dots fluttered and turned to ashes, and the firewood in the fireplace was about to burn out.

The last word was put to paper, but the creator seemed to be unsatisfied, so he picked up the pen again and added a comment to his favorite story recently.

In the midst of the wind, Loki heard, a voice like a hallucination.

"Unfortunate people don't have to look for their own existence in others, the best proof of their existence is their beautiful and splendid inner world."

"The roar of the angry is like a song, the tears of the sad are picturesque, and the unfortunate should write a wonderful story of a tenacious life of overcoming misfortune and suffering."

"Let go of inferiority, erase unwillingness, throw away all self-pity, I just hope that the sword and pen are sonorous, the wind and clouds are thunderous, and everywhere you look, you can listen to my shout."

"If one day, I become a small spark in the boiling furnace of the iron will of others, the voice of those emotions that fluctuate for a wonderful story, will surely treat suffering as paper-thin, choke the throat of fate, and prove my existence."

"Who am I?"

"I'm a kid, a kid who loves to listen to stories, and a father, a dad of all stories."

I am...... The god of stories, Loki. ”