The Two Fathers I Had Both Been Beaten by Me

Universe, Centaurus Galaxy, Dark Order, in the dungeon.

Loki stared incredulously at the man before him, a man who existed only in a few Asgard histories.

A ruthless executioner from over a thousand years ago, Thanos's sole designated successor as the Lord of the Dark Order Thanos; the aloof Son of Titan, the culprit who nearly plunged the entire Nine Realms into chaos, and a rare Godslayer — Beckett, the Lord of Chitauri Prime.

This is the Beckett that Loki saw in various Secret Histories.

The information was limited and incomplete, but it was all true, and Loki was terrified when he read it.

But wait, that's not right.

According to his real biological father Laufey, Beckett, the Son of Titan who wreaked havoc in Asgard more than a thousand years ago, should have been killed by Odin long ago, so how could he still be alive?

He doesn't look old at all; he looks younger than the second prince of Asgard, who is at the peak of his life and the only designated heir of Jotunheim.

"You know me?"

Beckett, who had entered the dungeon behind The Other, looked down at the astonished man crouching in the corner, then turned his gaze to The Other, who was leading the way.

"Your His Highness Beckett, his name is Loki, the second son of All-Father Odin Asgard, and the gift I have prepared for you." The Other bowed and revealed Loki's identity.

Why did he play Voldemort for so long?

It was all to avenge Beckett.

Finding Loki was an unexpected bonus, and The Other also believed it was a reward from the universe for his years of tireless, secret observation of Asgard.

However, since Beckett did not die and returned, Loki is a gift to The Other, the best gift presented to Beckett.

"Odin's son?"

Beckett, who hadn't paid much attention before, suddenly sharpened his gaze, startling Loki so much that he shuddered and bumped his back against the cold wall behind him.

That invisible pressure was far greater than anything Loki had ever encountered before.

How could this be...?

Just one glance...

Loki stared wide-eyed in horror, unconsciously swallowing hard.

Such a being was "killed" by his father Odin more than a thousand years ago. Just how strong is Odin?

Loki suddenly felt that he hadn't lost unjustly.

If he could defeat even such a being, how could Odin not discover his underhanded schemes...?

So, you were just using me as a whetstone for Thor?

Thinking of this, the light in Loki's eyes dimmed slightly.

[Father...]

This sacred and holy word, which is readily available to ordinary people, is such a luxury for Loki.

His biological father was Laufey, the king of the Frost Giant, whom he had been determined to defeat and exterminate since childhood. They had met no more than five times in total from the time they first met to the time they got to know each other.

Odin, who raised Loki once believed to be his biological father, probably doesn't hold him in high regard now...

In Odin's eyes, perhaps the meaning of his existence was to become Thor's achievement and help him ascend the throne of Asgard.

Loki opened his eyes, his feigned nonchalance masking a deep sadness.

In retrospect, his birth was probably a tragedy.

A complete tragedy.

"Odin's son?"

"I don't have that kind of nerve."

Overwhelmed by grief, Loki even dared to meet Beckett's condescending, scrutinizing gaze.

"Oh?"

Beckett became interested.

"If you're trying to use me to attack Odin, then I can only say you're overthinking it."

"You are no match for him."

"You already lost once more than a thousand years ago."

Because he didn't know what drug he had been given, Loki, whose muscles were so weak he couldn't use his divine powers, simply continued to do whatever he wanted.

From the moment he voluntarily gave up the chance to live and jumped off the Bifrost, he never thought about living.

"Lose?"

"This time, I will not lose again."

With his power upgraded to Super Four, Beckett exuded confidence in every move he made.

"What's more, I almost beat your father to death back then."

If it weren't for the Space Stone, Beckett, whose power had completely spiraled out of control, might very well have hammered Odin to death on the land of Asgard.

"Listen, I'll only say it once." Despite his current state of utter despair, Loki overcame his fear and met Beckett's calm, unwavering gaze without flinching.

"My father is not Odin."

"I am the Inheritors of Jotunheim, the king of the Frost Giant."

"My father's name is Laufey!"

As Loki introduced himself with a slightly excited expression, his skin began to shimmer with the blue of Jotunheim.

That was the color of the Frost Giant, and also Loki's original skin color.

Is there a difference?

The Others, with their keen eye, somehow managed to move a chair and place it behind Beckett.

"What?" Loki asked, puzzled.

"I've hit Laufey too." Beckett leaned back, his cold expression revealing a fact that utterly astonished Loki.

"Whether your father is Laufey or Odin, it makes no difference to me."

"I've beaten them all."

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Woz conveniently played the video of Beckett repeatedly slamming Laufey across the plains of Jotunheim Royal Court and showed it to Loki.

Loki: "...???"

You've hit both of my dads?!

Loki stared wide-eyed, speechless for a long time.

He had never seen anything like this before, and Laufey had never told him about it.

"Now, tell me, where is Odin's Space Stone?"

Seeing Loki's naive and unsophisticated demeanor, Beckett, having achieved his goal of intimidation, finally got to the point.

The Space Stone is the thing Beckett fears most so far.

With this thing around, Odin, who has already fought him once, would never choose to confront him head-on again.

To destroy Asgard and kill Odin, he must first take the Space Stone.

This was the first thought that popped into Beckett's mind after he learned that Loki was Odin's son.

What if he doesn't take the Space Stone from Odin and is then sent away by Odin?

Last time he was lucky enough to go to a world where the Mother Box existed, which allowed him to use the energy from the Mother Box's explosion to return. Next time, it might not be the same.

"The Space Stone?"

"Wait, what are you saying?"

What is the Space Stone?

Having lived in Asgard for so many years, Loki had never heard of the Space Stone.

This time he could swear on his mother Frigga's behalf that he really wasn't lying.

But Beckett clearly didn't believe it, and that calm yet meaningful look in his eyes sent chills down Loki's spine.

"The Other is yours."

Beckett stood up and left the dark, damp dungeon.

He doesn't have the time to argue with this junior.

"Yes, Your His Highness Beckett."

"Your His Highness Beckett, please rest assured, The Other will certainly complete the mission successfully."

The Others were thrilled as they bowed respectfully to Beckett as he departed.

Finally, he received another task assigned to him by His Highness Beckett!

"Wait, what do you want to do?" As The Other approached him step by step, Loki involuntarily shrank back into the corner.

"I am the second prince of Asgard!"

"Illegible."

"I am Odin's son!"

"Adopted son".

"..."