God King Odin

Yake smiled. Since he had dared to come, he was not worried about how he would get back.

"Whatever. Asgard is pretty nice. I'll treat it as sightseeing."

Loki was completely despairing, but he could not just stand by and watch Thor ruin his plan. He struggled to his feet, weapon in hand, preparing to ambush Thor.

"Forgive me, Jane!"

Thor brought his hammer down, triggering a violent explosion. Crystals shattered, and the two were blasted away.

The Bifrost fell into the void with a creaking wail, and Jotunheim finally escaped disaster.

As the two were about to fall into the void with it, Yake remained unmoved. Father had come to save his son—how could he ruin such a heartwarming scene?

"Father, I could have done it. I could have destroyed Jotunheim—for you! For us!"

Yake frowned. Loki seemed to be Laufey's biological son, right? So he had killed his real father for the sake of his adoptive father. As expected of the dutiful son Loki!

"No, Loki!"

Odin's words became the last straw. Loki's heart died completely. After all his careful scheming, he still could not gain his father's approval. Only Loki knew the despair behind it.

Loki let go expressionlessly, abandoning all hope.

"No! Loki!!!"

Thor cried out in despair as he watched Loki fall into the void.

Odin took a deep breath and pulled Thor up in one swift motion. Thor stared reluctantly into the void beneath him, wishing that Loki had only been an illusion. But it was only a wish. Loki was dead.

Thor said nothing. Passing Odin and Yake, he wanted to be alone for a while.

"Who are you? A powerful warrior from Earth?"

Odin sighed as he watched Thor's retreating figure, his one eye fixed on Yake, who stood with her arms