When Loki was still a baby over 200 years old, he met a little Doudin in the atrium. She had a brother who was better than Thor.
Snort!
I'm going back to stab Thor.
In the blink of an eye, when he arrived at the atrium again, Little Douding had perished and jumped into the sword-making furnace. Her brother was gone too, and that was the first time he truly felt the fragility of "people".
This time, his brother Thor was exiled to Midgard, Heng Heng.
Tremble! Ants, surrender to...? ? ?
Loki and Nightshade stare at each other with big eyes
Loki: Why aren't you dead?
Nightshade: Confusion in the world! ! !
Note: 1 The knowledge about superheroes comes from fans. I don't know the original work, maybe OCC.
2. Write for your own pleasure. You can read it if you like it, and you can discuss the future direction of the story. If you don't like it, please exit.
3 If there are any grammatical errors or logical errors, you are welcome to point them out, but you are not allowed to curse or convulse without hesitation.
Intention: Falling in love is worse than making trouble