5 Vol 1 Ch 3

A feast was being held.

For a long time, Loki used to thrive at such social gatherings.

He would go around and put out fires and try to build connections for Asgard and also for himself.

He had always longed to travel the nine realms and even beyond them. That part was actually making him a little giddy. The exploration part, so many secrets to find. Such a high amount of knowledge that can be gained. His last two life time experience had taught his something about Asgard.

Within Asgard, there was an illusion of perfection. This illusion had created a false sense of safety and the lack of need for development. The humans from the realm of midgard interested him in this matter. From a certain point, they may be viewed as the most imperfect of all beings within the nine realms. They had some of the worst traits of all the races present. Their unnecessary cruelty, their reckless pride, their hatred and yet the opposite was true as well. Their humbleness, their kindness, their love. They lived one of the shortest life's and yet they are advancing at a faster pace then any of the other realms. Loki had no doubt that if human can survive their hatred for their own race, within a few centuries, their level of technology may even surpass that of the Asgardian.

It was strange in a way, he had lived as a mortal, and what he had achieved in the short amount of time was astonishing. As Jin Sakai, he had brought up an invasion to a complete close. His actions may have even created shinobis within the world he was in. As Obito, he had confronted the entire world and brought it to its knees. Mortal life may be short, but a light burns the brightest when its about to go out. A long age brings about complicity and stifles growth.

"So Loki, do you agree with me." A voice was telling him.

Loki who was having an epiphany of his own was a little shocked by the voice.

Unconsciously, he had answered ,"Yesssssss.....". Towards the end, he began to wonder what the hell he was agreeing to. He began to look around and he saw Thor standing in front of him. An Envoy from Elfheim looking disappointedly at him.

And so Thor began to speak, "See, he agrees. Magic is useless and its use is cowardly. A true warrior fights with his might and overcomes all adversity."

Odin had gotten a black face, his eyes were popping form the anger that he was feeling. Frigga was looking at both Loki and Thor with a little disappointment. Odin had gotten up to do some damage control. His own court mages were starting to look a little discontent. Had Thor not been attending his magic lessons. Maybe, he had left too many allowances with Thor. He had believed that he could guide Thor after his coronation. Odin and Hela both of them wielded magic in battle, it was what made them into the power houses they were. Odin had made to move in order to placate the diplomats as well as his own court mages and healers.

Loki had not noticed the movement of Odin, he was also not in the mood for this shit at the moment. Had he not been keeping his head down for a year. Had he not avoided insulting anyone for the past fucking year. He just wanted to get through this feast peacefully and leave silently into the night. Loki had been called silver tongued for a reason. Another name for him was the silver snake. His barbs felts as if they stung people.

It did not matter, Loki would be leaving after tonight anyway. WHo says that he cannot leave without a bang. This will also give him an excuse to leave.

"Yes brother, Bravery lies for you in the realm of strength as it always has." Loki had begun calmly, sweetly, and yet his voice began to grow cold and sharp as a blade. Veins showing up on his face due to the anger he was feeling at Thor's words, "Afterall, the only thing that you are capable of is destruction. You warriors are only capable of killing, of taking lives." Now, Loki began to shout loudly, "Magic is used to save lifes, to mend and heal. Look around you, its used to create your hammer, your armor. Within Asgard, each brick is layered with magic and life. Magic is limitless and its possibilities are infinite." A sadness had assaulted Loki's heart, of the possibilities that he had to sacrifice to not be a plaything of fate and of other people. He had lost his magic and after tonight anything that asgard had given him, he would return it.

Loki had calmed himself. Looking at Thor who was angry, he said the final words.

"Anyone can pick a sword and kill. Not anyone can wield magic" The final nail in the coffin.

"Loki, you are no brother .....". Thor was saying but he was interrupted and another voice called out. Sif had to stop Thor. "Loki, I challenge you to a duel."

Thor so easy to manipulate, there were just some more words that Loki needed him to say and then he could disappear. Sif had challenged Loki to a duel. No matter.

Loki had turned and stepped towards her, "The terms." Loki had said.

"No magic Loki. We fight as warriors." Sif had called out. A smile was on Loki's face. He had already sacrificed his own magic. He had no magic to speak of anymore. His chakra control and level had reached Chunin level already. He was being held back by the state of his own body. Eventually he will be able to train without any problems. Loki had taken out his own Katana, and placed it by his side. The strange sword had caught the attention of everyone present.

"Don't worry Lady Sif, I will not use any of my knifes. Afterall, you warriors have a habit making excuses about matters being dishonorable when you lose." Loki had called out mockingly. Making her angry would unbalance her. Make getting a victory easy. "Or your companions can say that you are a woman that's why you lost. I challenge the warrior three behind you as well."

A concerned expression had come on the faces of everyone. Loki instead smiled, "This match will be overseen by the all-father. I will use only my sword to defeat you. I will use no magic." All technically true since he had lost his magic and he would be using his Katana to defeat them.

"Are you afraid?" Loki said as he did a bow. "And I though that warriors were brave."

That did it.

"We agree." They called out.

Loki would only increase his physical attributes while using chakra. Using it to boost his speed and strength. Otherwise, he would use the sword skills that he had relearned. Loki had seen all of them fight, but they had never seen him fight. That would be an advantage, he would exploit to the fullest.

For such purposes, a dueling ring had been made. It was made with magic and anyone who would die within the ring would be transported outside the ring unharmed. It was used to give Asgardian soldiers experience fighting for their life without any actual harm. It was also used as a dueling ring as well.

The entire palace had proceeded to move outside. There was always an infight going on between the mage divisions and the warrior divisions. In asgard, the warrior division was comparatively stonger as most people who wanted to persue magic moved to Elfheim. The mages within asgard were mostly court magicians who had long since followed Odin from his younger days.

Loki had stepped into the ring. His face blank, but his heart thumping from excitement. This would be the first time that he would be fighting using the styles he had spent a life time mastering.

Fandal the Dashing had stepped into the ring first.

"My apologies Prince Loki. But I will end this before the fight even begins." Farandal said, as he began to wave his rapier around doing a variety of Thrusts. Winking at a few of the ladie. "Can't keep the ladies waiting."

"That is certainly true Farandal." Loki said, one hand holding a scabbard and the other prepared to draw the blade and attack in a single motion. He had killed many mongols and bandits using this same technique. "You shall not keep anyone waiting today."