I'm walking down a dark dusty path in the middle of nowhere. Suddenly Im grabbed and shoved into a tree. "What was that for" I scream in annoyance. "You should have died a long time ago but someone I know can't finish a job properly." He smirked "You know what they say, if you want a job done you've got to do it yourself". That's it I was pissed off. No one slams me into a tree and gets away with it. " Your right if you want a job done you got to do it yourself" I smiled mischievously. i started to chant "Loki holy doran quantum Loki" and with that the mans head was rolling on the floor to my feet.

You may be wondering how I did that. Well I'm the Queen of Death.

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