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Mobius showed Loki his own sleeping quarters. It was a plain room with pale brown walls. It had a bathroom and a few books. Everything looked... Midgardian.
Loki looks down at his own outfit, after putting on the clothes that Mobius left for him. A suit and tie, something only Midgardians wore. Why is everything here so human-centric? He scrunches his nose in disgust.
He sits on the edge of the bed, seeing a small computer on the table. He turns it on, and the voice of the orange clock fills the room.
"Hey, Loki! Ready to learn more about the TVA today?" She smiles as her orange hue illuminates the dim room, and she pops out of the computer to stand on the table.
"What? Absolutely not." Loki gives her a repulsed look. "I'd like to know more about my future."
"Well, as far as I know, your future in the TVA is to help—"
"No, I meant... I meant my life in Midgard."
She gives him an apologetic look. "My settings with you don't allow me to provide that info, Loki." Her charming southern accent is quite thick.
Loki sighs in defeat. "You can't tell me anything about my future?"
"Sorry, hun. All I can do is give you educational videos about the TVA." She shrugs with her cartoonish arms.
He slumps in boredom. "Fine. Educate me."
Miss Minutes tells him what he needs to know, but he finds himself so distracted by the image of a redheaded woman in his mind.
Loki studied everything. He distracted himself with work, reading everything Mobius gave him. He comes across a file regarding Ragnarok, and he reads it with a heavy heart.
Tears fill his eyes, reading how completely destroyed Asgard was. The kingdom he longed to be a part of, and the kingdom he longed to receive acceptance from. The place where he was raised, along with his brother. All the memories he had made on this kingdom, and it was all gone.
He reads how there are no variance energy detected, and it brings him an idea that causes him to jump from his seat and search for Mobius.
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Things have gone horribly wrong.
The moment he met his other self, he could tell that there is something strange with the Loki he was talking to. When he betrayed Mobius by going after the female variant of himself, he found himself back in the TVA.
The Loki variant made her way to the golden elevator where she fought back and pruned countless of Minutemen.
Loki fights her and next thing he knew, he was on a purple planet with this female Loki. He grabs the TemPad before she does and after a few threats here and there, they work together to keep themselves alive on Lamentis.
In the train, she asked him about his mother. Well, their mother, as he can assume. As Loki sits on the train with the female Loki variant, who named herself Sylvie, he finds himself at ease with her.
After a while of talking about Sylvie's nonexistent postal worker beau, Loki ends up staring quietly at the table between them.
Sylvie notices and smirks in amusement. "How about you? You're a Prince. Must be... would-be princesses," she smiles. "Or perhaps another prince?"
Loki mirrors her smile. "A bit of both, I suspect the same as you. But nothing ever..."
"Real." Sylvie finishes for him, but Loki only looks away. She furrows her brows. "Oh? Something real then?"
Loki meets her eyes and blinks before looking away. He snorts softly. "In a way, yes."
Sylvie appears curious now. "Really?"
He sucks in a breath. "One of the TVA agents showed me what my future would have been if I wasn't here," he puts down his champagne glass. "There was a woman. Well, there would have been a woman. A Midgardian, to my surprise." He chuckles dryly.
Sylvie frowns. "Why is that a surprise? Do you look down upon their race?"
Loki is a bit astonished of how easily Sylvie accepts the fact that they were supposed to be with a human of all species. He immediately masks his surprise. "It's odd because I once tried to... rule Midgard as their benevolent King."
Sylvie sighs. "Ah, yes. The thirst of power. I've seen it. Felt it. It never ends well." She mutters. "What was her name?"
Loki blinks slowly, furrowing his brows. "I don't know... I only saw glimpses of what my life could've been. I don't know what brought us close, or what connected us. I have no idea how I could relate to her." He frowns in contemplation. "All I know is that she's alive, and I'm not."
"You don't die when you get to the TVA. Your reality just gets pruned." Sylvie explains.
"I know." Loki reluctantly meets her eyes. "I meant... I die in the future. The Mad Titan. Thanos. He kills me." He reveals to her, and Sylvie's features soften. "I was on my way to Midgard, back to her, but I was killed before I did that."
She looks conflicted, and just as pained as he was. "So... we die in the future?"
"I don't know about your timeline, but I was told that it's what was supposed to happen anyway." Loki sadly tells her, pulling a humorless smile. "Glorious purpose."
Sylvie lowers her eyes, a deep frown on her face. She has a bittersweet smile. "You and I fall in love with this Midgardian?"
"I assume. We're both Loki's." He sighs, still unsure of this human. Knowing himself, he wouldn't have just let himself be with a mortal. Loki knows the consequences of time. Her lifetime would merely feel only like a blink for him.
"What is she like?"
Loki shrugs. "Like any Midgardian. Mortal. Ordinary, as far as I'm told."
Sylvie smirks. "She sounds like she's better than any Asgardian you've ever met."
Loki chuckles again, shaking his head. Strangely enough, he felt the need to meet her. Loki wished he could have met her. Maybe it's the way Mobius spoke about this mysterious woman who apparently managed to capture his attention on Midgard that entirely interested Loki. He wanted to know what truly is it about her that made even the most cold-hearted bastard as he... become this soft-hearted man who spoke about only having her in his memory.
From past lovers, Loki has never uttered those words to anyone. Nothing came close, but the sincerity in his own voice was something Loki can't just brush aside. This woman... she was capable of doing something that shocked Loki to his bones. She loved him, and Loki saw that in the way she looked at the version of him in the future. Could Loki even be worthy of such love?
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note: sylvie deserves so much love :(
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