"You... have come.." Loki says lowly, his eyes locking on your convincingly physical form. ^ "Of course. I... felt the pull and I had to respond." You whispered, the words a prayer. ^ "Always so... loyal and gentle." He whispered with a soft smile. ^ "You're a god worthy of devotion.. worthy of care... A good man that has found himself his truly glorious purpose. His perfect throne." You said, the duplicate you summoned moving to kneel by his feet. He can't release the branches though
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