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Submitted to Contest #87
Loki sat there on a chair at a desk, staring at the window in front of him. He couldn't believe his fate, the god of mischief, in some 16 years old mortal body, and not by choice, mind you. It was Odin the fucking allfather, he did this to him. Loki huffed, blowing the strand of soft brown hair this mortal body had. Truthfully, as far as punishment goes, this one was far from the worst. However, he was bored, he was really, really bored, a god without his magic, his seidr, and the god of mischief nonetheless. How was he sup...
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