Meeting with God and Name-Day Celebration

On the day Loki became an adult, there was a large celebration due to him being the crown prince of the frost jötnar. Jötnar jarls and their families from all tribes came to this celebration to woo and impress Loki and the royal frost jötnar family with their jewellery and daughters. The Allfather himself went to this celebration in the form of a jötnar to hide amongst them. It was also here that Loki met the mother of the Þrír Hörmungar: Angrboda, his first love and first wife. — Prose Edda, Lokasaga

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Loki and Odin were passed out on the floor in a blood-red space. Loki abruptly opened his eyes and sat up, seemingly out of breath and trying to gather all the surrounding air. He finally felt comfortable standing up after a few minutes and began to look around.

'What exactly is this location? 'How did we get here?'

'''I have no idea.'''

Loki came to a halt and didn't move for a minute before responding;

'Is that you, me? I haven't heard from you in such a long time.'

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'Why aren't you responding?'

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Loki decided to move past this for now, considering where he is, but he swore to research more on it later. While he was scanning the surrounding area, Odin rose and started to cough, then gasp for air, just as Loki did earlier. After he caught his breath, he then asked Loki;

"Brother, do you have any idea where we are?"

"No, but I think the reason we are here is due to the blood ritual."

"That wouldn't make any sense. Several other people have done this ritual, and they never said anything about this."

As Loki was about to answer, a deep and resounding male voice echoed throughout the space and there seemed to be a cold mist that appeared the instant they opened their mouth to cut him off;

"Hello, Great Allfather and Silver-Tongue, or should I say, my killers." The voice said mockingly.

Loki and Odin began to shiver as their heads seemed to turn forcefully in the direction of the voice. As they saw who it was, they instantly fell on one knee and the instant they did that they felt a protective covering over them, seemingly stopping the cold. They didn't dare raise their heads towards him, and even if they wanted to, they couldn't in the presence of greater power. This is all they could do, and it was the Great Ymir, the first being and their God. The names Ymir called them vastly confused Odin and shocked Loki.

(Loki POV)

'It was always stated in the Book of Ymir that he was omniscient and omnipresent and not omnipotent, considering the prophecy. I always thought they were exaggerations and not the actual truth, but from what I'm hearing, he seems to be omniscient.' Loki thought.

"I am indeed what you think, Keeper of Lies. Now let me get to the real reason I'm here."

"And what is that, Oh Great One?" Odin shouted reverently.

"The reason I'm here, Wanderer, is to empower you for what is to come in the future, both the war and my murder."

"Your murder, war and what is that name you call me 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫. I know that you know everything, but what do you mean?"

"All will reveal itself to you in time. Now accept my gifts, for you shall need them."

Ymir stretched his hands out and touched our heads with one of his fingers. I felt a chill throughout my entire body. It was strangely comforting, but then I felt pain. Such unimaginable pain that I began to cry blood and the screams that exited my body were inhumane, and it seemed to be the same with Odin.

Aaaaaaahhhh!

As my eyes began to close, I heard the sound of laughter from Ymir. I used all my power to look upon him and saw a smile on his face before it was all darkness.

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Loki slowly opened his eyes. His vision was blurry, but he could tell he was back in Nifleheim. He slowly got up and looked at the sun in the sky. His face lost colour. The sun was in the middle of the sky, meaning it was midday; He needed to rush back to his house quickly, but he also needed to tell Odin something, and he was still passed out. He dragged Odin's body back to the house. It felt easier compared to the other times he had dragged him after he wrote a note inviting him to the celebration, making sure to remind him how to make an illusion of a jötnar properly.

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As Loki transformed from the form of an eagle and landed in front of his house; the frost palace, he realized it took him a shorter time to reach here, and he didn't lose as much energy as normal when shapeshifting. As he opened the front door, he saw that the house was decorated, and I don't mean any modern decorations; I mean, medieval times banquet decorations. There was a long table for each clan of jötnar and the jarls of each clan to include their families. He couldn't even count the number of tables he saw, and the room had grown more spacious.

"LOKI LAUFEYSON! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!" Laufey shouted.

"I was out with a friend and fell asleep, losing track of time!" he shouted back.

As he said that, he walked up the stairs toward their rooms and went into his room to prepare himself. He went into his closet and took out his royal suit, he also put on makeup, earrings, bracelets, and more. When he was done he realized he had time to spare and began to write in his journal once again and in a matter of minutes he heard a knock on his door. Opening it he saw a servant who told him that his mother had called him. He made his way to the family room passing the stairs he heard the sound of a declaration of who had come.

"King of the Earth Jötnar; Ulf, son of Ulvr and his wife and daughter; Astryd, daughter of Birger and Angrboda, daughter of Ulf!"

(Loki POV)

As I watched them enter the house one by one first the king then the queen and then their daughter the princess oh the princess. She was the most beautiful being I'd ever seen no beautiful wasn't the right word there wasn't any word to describe her she was unimaginable a perfect being the best of the best. My heart was pounding as if it was trying to come out of its chest. She saw me standing and stared at me and I stared back starting a staring competition.

(Angrboda POV)

He's so handsome.