Now If I Am To Survive
A/N: Special thanks to Arad, LordSiravant, gakuseiakira, XaldinLance, ArcaneVisions, New Spark, Fear the Dark, Drgnwolf, Ally of the Daleks, JBGrim, MoonSparkle The Vampony, Ketvirtas and White Dragon
for your comments last chapter! It is great comments like those that keep me writing despite! Thank you, and I hope to continue hearing from you all!
Super special thanks to Ketvirtas, who drew fan art for the last chapter where Loki is picking up Trixie seen here and for their artwork of when Trixie fell asleep in Loki's bed seen here! I am so very thankful, and appreciate all fan art immensely! All of my 
for you, Ketvirtas.
Chapter title now brought to you by Disturbed's "The Infection"
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Too furious to maintain her Asgardian form, Luna had done quite the number on a nearby wall with her hooves. Chunks of stone had been cracked and sent flying, in the end doing no more than appeasing her temper ever so slightly.
For every chunk Luna destroyed, Discord wordlessly snapped it back into place and condition. The sight of various broken bodies and near death beings had actually snapped him out of his playful demeanor. While a fan of chaos, he was no fan of meaningless death and conflict. After all, few things killed the mood more than everyone else dying.
As this scene played out before Frigga, the queen kept her calm and continued to tend to the various wounded soldiers nearby. She had just finished explaining the situation to Luna, and knew that she could not stop the mare from breaking down the entire castle if she so chose to. Given the lack of permanency to Luna’s actions given her companion, Frigga thought it best to let her blow off the mound of steam that she quite obviously had gained.
After entire minutes of beating the wall, Luna slowed down with a heavy breath. Her one sided fight had drained her, though the anger she felt had allowed her to continue striking it beyond the point of physical pain.
Finished, for the time being that was, Luna took in a deep breath and turned to Lady Frigga. There was one detail Frigga had left out: the identity of the perpetrator.
“Who did this and who do I have to kill to find them?”
Frigga brought an arm out to touch Luna’s shoulder in an attempt to soothe the mare who was teeming with anger.
“Dear, this is not the time to go on a rampage. We must first tend to things here and gather what resources we have to try and find my son and your apprentice.”
Luna ignored the gesture, instead craning her long neck up to appear even taller and more threatening, “I despise repeating myself unnecessarily. Who. Did. This?”
Realizing that this was the same being who threatened the king of Asgard when Loki was in danger, Frigga took a step back. While they may have a positive relationship compared to Luna’s former disdain of Odin, Frigga had no doubt that standing in her way would not be conducive to everyone’s health.
Frigga sighed and looked to the floor as she thought best about how to word things. Preferably in a way that would steer Luna from destroying the nine realms in a love induced rampage, “The man who sought to lay waste to Midgard. He is known as Thanos. A being so powerful that he defeated not only Loki, but my husband and our entire defense force single handedly. That much power ought not to be in one being, yet now he has obtained powerful artifacts from our very vaults to make him an even greater threat.”
Luna snorted, both from anger and in order to cool down, “I will kill him, but first I must find what he has done with Loki and Trixie. If he has brought them to any harm…”
Frigga continued her efforts to steer Luna away from getting herself killed, now moving forward to bring both arms around the equine’s neck, “Calm yourself. I would not go seeing you bring yourself to any harm, and Heimdall has already reported that he lost track of where Thanos has gone. They could be anywhere, and we do not have a single clue as to what he wants to do with them.”
The physical touch brought Luna pause, her temper waning as the loss she suffered began to creep up on her, “I…”
The queen brought a hand down Luna’s lower neck and back, those being the only places she could stroke and console her would-be daughter in-law, “We will be okay. You know just as I do that either of us would do anything for our loved ones, but recklessly running off will do them no good. Once we have tended to the wounded and gathered our best minds, we can see about devising a strategy to retrieve them.”
Luna’s shoulders sank and her neck slumped so that it was now leaning on and over Frigga’s shoulder.
Loki was gone. Trixie was gone. And she hadn’t been there for them.
In his his personal hell, Loki took a step back as the newcomer emerged from the mists before him. The Asgardian prince could feel unease creep up his spine as he observed the chimera who stood before him.
Their overall shape was no different from an Asgardian’s, with a head, body, two arms and two legs gracing their form. The giant wings that sprouted from their back was the largest divergence from Asgardian structure. The long, thick, and curled horns sprouting from their head was another, seeming as if they belonged atop a goat’s head or Loki’s very own helmet. Behind the horns were two long ears that made the newcomer appear as if he was an elf like the one who keeled over minutes ago, though his purple skin visible on their bare upper body made him quite different from the sickly pale elf.
“Do not be afraid. I am no enemy,” the odd being claimed as it continued to approach Loki. He stopped by the time it passed the still elf, pausing himself before looking back at the insane being wistfully.
Even though the newcomer’s eyes were covered by a cloth, the green glow where the eyes belonged gave the prince the feeling that there was some familiarity between them.
“A friend of yours?” Loki hesitantly questioned, not trusting this elf-being’s words. The closer they drew, the more Loki could see just how tall they were. The chimera had the back legs of a horse rather than any two regular ones, though they had the general size and shape of what one might otherwise expect to carry the whole body.
With a sigh, the chimera continued forward until it reached Loki and Trixie, “Once. It feels like a lifetime ago. But now is not the time to reminisce,” with a glance down, the being noticed the blue horse by his feet, “There are some beings more acclimated to this kind of place, hunters and trackers you may say, and they will be here soon.”
Noticing that this satyr of sorts had noticed the still comatose Trixie, Loki rushed over to put himself in the way. He had no reason to trust them, and so far he had met no-one he would consider trustworthy in his stay.
With a light brush of the hand, the satyr pushed Loki aside and knelt down to the ground, “I will not harm your horse.”
Loki stumbled and took a moment to regain his footing, surprised at the massive strength of this being. He could only watch as they carefully brought Trixie up and onto one of their shoulders, the small horse completely dwarfed by their massive size.
The seemingly blindfolded man stood back up with a smirk, his raspy voice coming out as a half-amused and half-distraught manner, “It is interesting that you came with a companion. I suppose I have some of my own roaming here, minds long since withered away as they are forced to relive their entire lives’ torments.”
Not wasting any more time, the newcomer started walking back towards where he came. He beckoned Loki with a hand as he carelessly passed by the other supposed elf, “Come. We are not safe here.”
With Trixie taken by this unknown man, and there being no outstanding reason to stay where he was, Loki quietly took to following after him. The bird atop his shoulder squawked, and Loki snarled at it. Ikol could speak if he so wished, even if he was forced into a body with access to almost none of his usual magic, so the mute bird act was grating on Loki in light of the similarly mute being he just met. He would discipline Ikol later when the opportunity arose, but Loki first had to see what this new being had in store for them all.
While trekking back through the mist and endless, cold, and damp swamps, Loki took note of the various voices lingering around. The mists continued to shroud their precise origins, but hearing the disembodied voices of these beings did naught to endear the location to Loki.
“Victory is mine—” one yells triumphantly before being cut off in a yell of pain, no doubt the moment their life ended.
A similar, but more regretful voice takes its place from elsewhere, “—forgot to fight.”
“You’re...a terrible liar—” a dying voice chokes out.
As Loki and his newest companion continued through the fog, Loki fighting to keep up with the giant’s steps, the more voices join as the others fade, “—they’re just people doing what they think is right, that’s all. I know it’s hard—”
“At last I enter a fight for which I don't know the outcome—”
On the way to their unspoken destination, the sight of three giant titans like the weaponized armor known as the Destroyer in Asgard crosses their path, with one tackling one and catching the blade of another.
The sight bemuses the satyr, “Such senseless displays of heroism. Never knowing whether they succeeded or failed, only leaving one world to endlessly suffer in this next.”
“—I know you meant it when you said that we’re not expendable. I know that—”
A quiet, resigned voice adds in an ironically fitting piece from their own end, “—it’s sad, isn’t it?”
Countless whispers, shouts, and cries pass by the two as the move along. Loki next was stirred at the sight of a man just in sight perpetually falling as he chokes weakly, “Are you people satisfied with the way—”
A sudden bang and explosion draws Loki’s attention away from the man, this time being the dying whispers of a woman, “—change the world, okay?”
Like this, the other inhabitants submitted to their various personal torments. Whatever they had done in life had earned them their place here, whether it be good or bad.
After what felt like hours of walking to the increasingly tired Loki, found himself bumping into the back of the giant satyr who had led him across the land without further incident. The demonic elf turned back to Loki with a smirk before reaching a hand out to the place before him. There lay a small, hollow hill that had within it a campfire that burned with a green flame.
Loki entered the cavern graciously, the seemingly benign being who found him following in behind him. The small cave had enough room to fit the satyr at almost full height, but depthwise it was just enough to house four or five people.
Trixie was placed down on top of what appeared to be a torn blanket, likely the closest thing to luxury in these lands Loki surmised, and the satyr took his place by the green fire. Loki too sat down by it, unsure of what to say or do. The fact that this powerful being was seemingly familiar with the land, intimately so, made Loki’s own delusions of escaping wane. After all, if escape were something attainable they surely would have by now, right?
Still unsure, Loki decided to end the silence with a question, “If I may ask, what is your story? What has brought you to this place? Where do you fit in amongst these lost souls?”
That brought a smile to the blindfolded man’s face, who seemingly was able to see with his glowing eyes despite the cloth over them, “If one desires information from a stranger, it is usually courteous to offer some of their own first.”
Loki put his back to the cave, leaning his bare body against the cold and damp rock, “Fine.”
It took less than ten minutes for Loki to tell the tale of his family, that he was a foreign prince who fell from grace and who had in the end been locked away for crimes he himself had been coerced into as well as those he did for his very nation. He dropped many of the details, deftly leaving out those that painted him in a poor light as well as those pertaining to Luna’s kind so as to keep them safe should this all blow up in his face.
Loki told his tale casually, nonchalantly even because he wanted to get whatever information he could from this satyr.
“Satisfied?”
“Perhaps for the time being,” the satyr smirked again at Loki, apparently amused by his tales concerning his woes, “Now, I believe you asked why I was brought me to this place? What is my story?”
The satyr brought a hand forward with its palm facing down over the fire. With a lift of the hand the fire grew in height, and similarly with a clenched fist the fire snuffed out, leaving the save in darkness. Then, with a snap of the fingers, the fire reappeared and green flame spurted where none had been.
His trivial magic trick over, the satyr spoke up, “Like some others here, I contain a dark power in me,” his previously amused and smug voice lowered to sadness, “My land was threatened by an army of demons who sought to lay waste to our world. To combat them I tapped upon their own power, but out of fear my people then imprisoned me. Under my brother’s own orders, nonetheless, and yet I am the one now known as ‘the Betrayer’.”
Loki suddenly felt a great deal of appreciation for Thor where he previously had none. Even after Loki’s crimes Thor had been nothing but supportive. Perhaps, Loki wondered to himself, some repayment was due to Thor for all of his genuine support.
With no interruption stopping him, ‘the Betrayer’ continued his own tale that Loki hoped would tie into why he was in this dreadful place, “Ten thousand years I was imprisoned in the dark, until they had need of me once more. The threat had returned, and they needed me in order to once again face it.”
Ten thousand years? Loki had nearly gone mad from boredom with less than a single year of imprisonment, and that was with visits from Luna, his mother, and Thor.
The satyr looked down to his hand, which he softly curled into a fist as he continued to speak, “To stop the destruction of our home, I once again drew upon the power of demons so I may slay those who threatened us. I succeeded, but at the cost of my form. My demonic visage had me be banished blindly by my own brother.”
Loki’s appreciation of Thor was greatly rising with what he was hearing. This own being had done no worse than him, supposedly, and was punished even more severely than he had been.
With a deep breath, the satyr leaned back and tilted his head against the wall opposite of Loki, “That is but the beginning of my tale. The road since has only continued the cycle my life has been placed under. Somewhere down the road I lost what good I had initially set out with,” he ran a purple hand over his own bare chest, “Somewhere, I died, both figuratively and physically.”
The mention of death, yet being alive, brought Loki back to his fight with Laufey. What was this place that such things could happen?
“You were slain? Then how is it that you draw breathe?”
That earned a laugh from the otherwise somber satyr, “This is the playground of Lady Death. She has a fascination with those like us, although that interest does not always tend to be positive. I would be careful.”
Loki rubbed his head as he tried to think back and remember what was said to him upon arriving, “Then what purpose would Thanos have in bringing me here? I cannot recall what he said as he was leaving...”
“From my own observations in my long time here, he has a vested interest in those that Death favors, and strives to work with those she is interested in rather than outright slay them in his infinite bloodlust,” Loki’s host resumed the smirk he had on earlier, “That does not mean he is above leaving them with her to wither and die under her care.”
Loki nodded to him, “You appear…knowledgeable of Thanos. Tell me, what do you know of him?”
The topic of Thanos caused the Betrayer to snarl, both of his fists curling up in anger, “After I arrived here, he sought to use my power and knowledge to conquer my world. I told him about the many who had tried in its history to do just that, as well as their failures, but he would have none of it. I would not submit to him, nor would I accept his false promises of power and glory. He seeks Death and nothing else, and I will not be a part of that.”
Calming down partially, Loki’s host looked down at the crackling fire before them, “Whatever power Thanos does have, I have seen worse. They tried to torture me, bend me to their will, but what can he and his agents do to possibly threaten me? Physical pain is temporary. Mental trauma can be fought against.”
His defiance perturbed Loki, who had similarly wanted no part in Thanos’s plans. At first.
“They can threaten those you love,” Loki commented, not going any farther lest he bring back the memories and images of his torture.
A regretful frown grew on the Betrayer’s face, “I sense that was the case with you. Who did they hold against you?”
Loki lowered his head to his hands, his mind contemplating whether or not he should divulge such information. He had been given no reason to distrust this being, but he still felt uneasy revealing something so close to the heart.
Taking the middle ground, Loki revealed nothing too personal, “My mother. My lover.”
Loki’s tone resonated with the other trapped soul, who himself had loved ones, “They believe that my strained relationship with my entire race has cut me off from my feelings for them. It has not. There is a woman back home I would do anything in my power for if she only asked, and I am grateful they appear ignorant of my lingering weakness.”
With a hand touched to his necklace, Loki sighed. He had not tried to use it yet, but he had a feeling that the reason he was not hearing Luna yelling in his mind was the same reason it would work, “Does she know you live?”
“No, she does not. Nor would she likely be glad to hear it, for you see she is my brother’s lover rather than my own.”
That snapped Loki up. The idea of a brother taking the woman one loves...
“You have a strength of will I do not. If my own brother were to even touch Luna inappropriately, he would not draw breath,” Loki only half joked.
The satyr shook his head softly, “As mad as I can be over her choosing him, in the end I want her to be happy. That’s all I have ever wanted for her, even now,” a sad smile grew upon his face, “My home celebrates in my death, and here I am brought to live in servitude to a master I have no care for. I await death, as I have once before.”
The mention of death brought Loki’s mind back to the much spoken of woman who was connected to both this realm and Thanos, “This Lady Death. What do you know of her?”
“Little besides what I have mentioned, although I see that you are curious,” came the bored response. Loki narrowing his eyes, quite unamused by the flippant response, brought the satyr to speak more, “This whole domain is a realm of her creation. A shadowy, horrific place crafted from the mind of the gatekeeper to the afterlife.”
Loki nodded, remembering tales told to him and Thor by their mother of what awaited people in the afterlife. There was the place where heroes would go, Valhalla, and the place others would be left…
“My people have spoken much of a place known as Hel. Given the tales I have heard, I care not to pay it a visit, if I am not already doing so. It is reportedly related to Niflheim, a place of constant fog and where the souls of the sickly gather.”
The Betrayer nodded to Loki while waving a hand, “There are many names for the underworld and many tales of what will be found there. Hell. The Underverse. Vellweb. The list goes on,” he snorted in amusement, “Those of demonic taint from my world spend the time after their death suffering eternally, or so it is said. As terrible as this place may be, I will take my time in leaving it.”
“This constant fog…” Loki snorted as well as he peeked outside the cave at the heavy fog that drifted outside, wondering how it was not traveling into their little shared cave, “It really does remind me of Niflheim. My brave brother only ever dared travel there once before taking our little quests to less dangerous places.”
The seeming knowledge of Loki perked the Betrayer up a bit, “Is there a possibility this is the world you speak of?”
It was Loki’s turn for acting nonchalant, “I know not. There must be thousands of mist filled worlds. I know only that it has a familiar feel to it,” he shrugged as he thought over the matter more, “Besides, I encountered no Lady Death on Niflheim in my previous short stay.”
“She cannot pay a visit to every soul who comes across her realm, although I would reckon she is timeless and omnipresent enough to be multiple places at once. And if she can pay a visit to everyone, she is simply too lazy.”
That rose Loki’s eyebrow, “Timeless you say?”
The Betrayer nodded with a sigh, “Death has always existed and always will. Or so I have hypothesized. She sometimes appears as if she is a child, sometimes at about your height. No continuity to them, the only common thing being that she always stops by.”
“If she is so interested in us, why not stay and watch us like little pets?” Loki snarled.
“You ask many questions we cannot know the answer to. For now I would suggest you rest and recover from your wounds while I take watch of the night.”
Loki took the advice of the satyr and joked unwittingly while laying down on the soft ground, “That’s my lover’s duty back home. Princess of the Night, and moon.”
The Betrayer gained an interested expression on his purple face, “We too have a moon goddess, although I would think many races on many worlds do. It is interesting to hear of a physical one though.”
Loki pulled an arm over his eyes, his exhaustion creeping up on him, “How can I trust you to not slay me in my sleep?”
“You can choose not to trust me, but if I was hostile I could have killed you before at any point. Unlike you I do not fear Thanos, for he and I are only on the opposite sides of the same tier of power.”
“If you do kill me, please do make it quick,” Loki quipped before taking a peek at the slowly breathing Trixie. Seeing her alive and okay made him calmer, though something on his mind told him he should probably explain that she was sentient.
The Betrayer cast his own gaze on the mist outside the cavern, “Lady Death is watching over you for reasons I know not. Not only would slaying you be a pointless venture, but it would likely be a most fatal one.”
“Is that so…”
Loki was asleep before he even knew it.
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I really do wonder how you're going to get Loki out of this (not if, when, since this story is not labeled Tragedy or Sad and even then it's not even half finished, even disregarding capabilities of Loki's friends). I doubt it will be as simple as using the Bifrost to travel to the realm, especially considering Lady Death, as well as Thanos. Interesting to hear that Lady Death is essentially the bottleneck throughout the entire multiverse presented here as far as the afterlife goes. If everything doesn't go through here, it's at the very least a large, LARGE amount.
Also, poor, poor Luna, she and Loki get engaged and then Thanos busts in with a cry of "OH YEAH!" and steals away the groom to essentially Limbo.
so this is the waiting room for death. cue elevator music. also why didn't discord wait untill luna was done with the wall before fixing it.
Firstly
Secondly, not sure if Luna is going to get to Hel but if she does Oh Hela No!
Third,
All in all a nice little chapter although I have a problem with there isn't more to read, other than that nice work as always
How dare you tell me to comment! I refuse! This is me, in the act of refusal, not commenting.
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And I shall do so!
And it shall forever stay as wishful thinking
Of course, I did!
Yeah, but it sucks when the cartoon's really good but stops after a season because of other factors that can't allow it to continue.
That's a nice schedule there. It would be a shame if someone were to...
Mess it up
Could this guy be death in disguise? It would make a sorta sense…
Would I be correct in saying that LOKI WAS NOT PREPARED!?
For those not familar with warcraft, illadin stormrage!
THIS GUY
It seems very strange of Loki to tell this stranger he barely knows so much about Luna, since he's pretty suspicious and the situation is even more suspicious.
Also, I really want to kill this "Lady Death" bitch right about now.
I rather like this new character, even though the possibility of a back stab is rather possible at this point. With a name like the Betrayer, there would probably not be a lot of trust going on. And the location is not exactly helping with that. Although a dark tragic hero is always welcomed, might actually be the beginning of a rather interesting friendship between the two. An ally is some purgatory like location would always be welcomed, especially if the ally would help against Thanos. Cannot wait to see how that will turn out.
Luna's little rage moment is always amusing, especially with Discord in the background having repaired the damage. It does show her frustrated worry for her lover and student/adopted doughtier like individual.
Awesome chapter, hope to see more soon.
I kinda wish Discord had some dialogue in this scene. Oh well...
And is this Betrayer character a certain someone from WoW?
4406501 Correction, this story IS tagged as "Sad"
It is not labeled as tragedy though, you are quite correct. I am not much of a fan of killing off characters to be honest, at least not ones who are not my own OC's, so Loki is pretty safe. Then again, that is I am not a fan of killing off people who can't be brought back 
And, as mentioned at the end of the chapter, Loki is pretty safe at the moment from that...or is he? 
Fun fact, I name dropped Niflheim as a place Heimdall can't see a good 10-ish chapters ago. It's been shown that while he can see many things, he can't see through certain magics and things (specifically, Loki's magic and his gateways to other worlds). Though for a whole world to be secreting Loki's type of magic would take someone of spectacular power
And yeah, Lady Death is a bit demented and is specifically supposed to be that bottleneck. In fact, she's a twisted variant of a crossover writer. She is obsessed with conflicted characters, and watches them live their final or worst moments over and over again (like a person might watch a scene or read a chapter over and over)...she has the supreme power to do as she pleases, and no one to tell her otherwise (do know that THANOS is weaker than her, and once had to become a god in and of himself to try and woo her...it failed). She's a deconstruction of our own fascination with such characters, who we watch die and/or suffer over and over again for our own amusement.
And yes, Thanos has run off with the bride...I mean groom...
4406620 Because Discord
It's funnier to have her re-break it over and over.
Think of it like this scene from the Emperor's New Groove.
4407131 Firstly?
If Luna gets to Hel, there will/won't be Hela
That'd kind of mess things up.
What's with the quote and trollestia?
And you will get what you get and like it! I mean, if that's okay with you
4408174 I tell you guys to comment all the time.
So can you comment for real. Pwwwweeeeeeaaaassse?
Nobody really commented this chapter...
I released it early, thinking people would like me doing so 3 hours earlier than I intended, and my repayment is no-one showing up...
4409200 Illidan pony disagrees
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Also, Lady Death is a Lady
And yes, she can shapeshift, but I don't think she's into being a barechested night elf-demon-satyr when she can just summon one at will. 
4408265 I can finally start working on the Gamer Luna stuff now, so expect my first chunk in like 3-4 hours okay?
Ehhh, unless we really get into eugenics and selective breeding. But that in and of itself is wishful thinking
I see
I hear good things about Symbiotic Titan, but it got canceled after one season because of not having toys or something. Plenty of examples like that as well...
It would be a shame what I would do to someone who happened to mess it up
4409638 You would be correct to say Loki was not prepared to meet Illidan
It would be more fun if Illidan looked like this though:
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4409932 Hard to kill someone who controls death
And what makes you want to kill her? That she seemingly takes pleasure in the eternal suffering of interesting anti-heroes, anti-villains, and villains?
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It feels like forever since that movie came out. and I cannot argue with discord's anti-logic.
welp I will have to wait to see luna take down the entire asguardian castle.
(I think she missed a pillar)
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1st
2nd
3rd Because him killing loki would be a mortal mistake to himself and it wouldn't do any good anyway
4417833 I saw it twice recently, so it came to mind
Glad it's on Netflix.
And yeah, Discord and logic don't mesh very well
4417899 1st Suuuuuuuuurrreeeeee
2nd What? It would screw things up spectacularly. One does not simply mess with the Lady of Death.
3rd Oh, okay. Yeah, again, messing with Lady Death (or in this situation, someone she is interested in) is not conducive to one's own health. Not at all
Doesn't matter if you're Luna or if you're Illidan, you do not mess with her.
4417946 well unless you have a death wish
4418045 Quite literally
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4417713 If not kill her than disable her powers and lock her in Tartarus.
I want this because while it's not wrong to punish bad people, it's very wrong to make them be in ETERNAL AGONY. It teaches them nothing and gives them no chance to correct their mistakes. You can stop them from hurting people by just keeping them in like, a random island or something and not let them out. Agony is too much for almost any crime. But judging by the number of people in Hel, much less than extreme crimes warrants much more than extreme punishment. This is like a death sentence for stealing one slice of bread.
Also, it's obvious that Lady Death is a Sadist. Not just that, but a very powerful sadist. She is crueler than any of her victims could be. This is because with her in the picture, all notion of hope is killed. She breaks hundreds, if not millions, of people mentally, in the cruelest ways imaginable. She also apparently forces people to do stuff they don't want to. Which in my mind is the horriblest thing you can do.
She's overly-controlling, and loves to play with people, using them as pawns. She gives you the feeling of hopeless =, irreversible dread and agony, You could live in her world for a week, maybe even a year, but forever, until the end of time? Nobody could or even SHOULD. Name one crime or criminal who even the most merciless of thugs would think deserves that.
And it helps o-one. And herts a whole bunch of people. Example:
Is someone murdered someone, and then when they died they went this place, would the person they murdered come back to life? Oh hell no. It might make the families feel that justice was done, but it would do nothing to help them get over the grief. It won't even do much for their anger. You could say that it stops the murderer from somehow coming back from the dead and killing more people. But you could still stop the murder from doing that without giving them eternal torment.
A lot of people think justice means making the perpetrator suffer. No, it's making the victims feel safe and stopping crime from happening again. And if justice IS making the perpetrator suffer, how does that help anything? All it does is see another person suffering. If you want to make an example of someone to scare others from doing "bad" things, then you could still do that without giving such a crazy punishment to people.
Revenge. You know what that achieves. Killing and dying, then more killing and dying, and more killing and dying. And endless cycle where nobody really wins.
Vast measures need to be taken against Lady Death because she's almost endlessly powerful, and wast measures need to be taken against people who are almost endlessly powerful. But even she probably doesn't even deserve eternal suffering. Because, once more, that helps nobody and hurts lots of people.
Nobody wants to live in a world where this bitch has any kind of power.
The only way to liberate all these suffering people trapped hopelessly within Lady Death's grip is by getting rid of her.
*********Yeah, I know that this was kinda all over the place. Sorry. **************
4418120 Ohohoho, you're going to have fun in the coming arc and the story as a whole
Not going to say why, but you are. You made some very good points that are very valid, particularly concerning how she is quite certainly a sadist.
This being said, she showed Loki where his actions were leading him. Was that for his benefit? To torment him further? We'll see. But the mist is not the only thing grey in the land: so is the morality. The shade is up to whoever looks at it.
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My thought
Let er Rip
4418203 How about this one?
4418167 Totally true. Morality is all about perspective.
Okay, I like having fun.
I just hope "fun" is not an emotional rollercoaster that you're buttering me up for. 
Still, I'm looking forward to the next arc.
I like you, bro. Inner philosopher. I always liked those types. How incredibly deep you are shows through in your writing.
And sorry for the huge comment.
4417592 Yea, summon and control every word and action, like talking through a avatar in a game. .
HELP,IM QUESTINING MY EXISTENCE!
4418426 The reason I even included a villain in this world of grew is that there needs to be a limit on what is grey morality and what is not. The villain I included, SHODAN from System Shock 2, was a computer who had her morality basically removed from her...she gained sentience, and due to her near omnipotence she declared herself a god. Then set about exterminating all lesser life. Is she evil? Yes. Did she choose to be evil? Yes, but that was because someone removed her morality programming. So whose fault is it? That's grey right there, even if it's concerning a dark subject!
I also included someone who did nothing wrong at all in their own story, someone who in their game literally sacrificed their life essence after dying originally to allow the other main characters to save the world. That would be on the more white end of morality, except that they died originally because they blindly attacked an unknown enemy who was stealing from a friend (painfully so, but just stealing)...he tried killing someone who hadn't actually attacked them...the person 1-shot killed him, and despite him being a perfectly moral hero he still made a brutish decision leading to his own demise. While his morality may be spick and span clean, his last (living) moments were doing something technically wrong.
I have also included his killer in the group of people forever being tormented, a man who was willing to instigate a war to obtain an artifact that would allow him to create a utopia where there was no war, no discrimination, and no genocide (his people having both done it in the past and been on the receiving end for 10,000+ years). Thousands die because of him, but his only goal was to prevent anyone from ever suffering such a tragedy again. That's classic grey morality, which is why HE got his spot here.
See? These are the things that always go through my mind, so no worry about it being long.
And by "fun", I mean you will be interested the more things happen with Lady Death and the more we learn I think.
Nothing sadistic of me there.
Thank you very much about the philosophy bit. I spend a good portion of my free time contemplating issues and things, but I leave the heavy lifting of philosophy to my friends who are actual philosophy majors
I just have a personal interest born out of a sense of activism and caring about the world and our perceptions of what is around us in every sense.
Thank you again, and I am glad you see that in my writing. I try, and it means a lot to me.
4418469 Funny that you mention that. I got Luna playing System Shock 2 in a similar way in a story I am working on
4418483 Wow, It looks like the coming arc will be pretty dark. But darkness the funniest type. And of course I love a piece of writing that's better than Lord of the Rings. (Honestly, It is. I'm being totally serious here.) You, sir, have and INCREDIBLY good understanding of people's minds.
4420233 Once again, I thank you
Thinking of having the next chapter out either tonight or tomorrow. Not sure which. Have to see how things go today with writing.
4420235 Tonight?!! Holy shit, thank you!!
4420547 Haha, I know right? All of the feelz!
4420636 And now Trixie enters the fray! Luna's number one apprentice and faithful student
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Okay
It could happen
If the world' desperate enough.
That's true >.>
And it sucks
A mighty shame indeed.
4420939 Sent the link. Can work on it more tonight if you're willing to start commenting on the document
Ehhh, I don't think we'll have enough time for that. Climate change and whatnot. By the time we're desperate we're done.
And don't get me started on things like Teen Titans Go that try to act as if they are giving us more of what we love, but in fact just suck
Don't be the subject of the shame
That was amazing, I have no words for that accept well done.
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I'll work on it, today
That's true
So it's all a lost cause.
I haven't seen Teen Titans Go, but I heard it was kinda good?
But what if I feel like?
4424281 Thanks for your work on it. I will try to get more done over the coming days!
Busy tonight (writing game dialogue for Gundam RPG) and tomorrow (4-5 hour RPG and writing for this story)!
Well we should enjoy our time while we're here then
The only salvageable thing in Teen Titans Go is that in the first episode Robin and Raven are Bronies. That's it. The show is a mockery of the once great show it is replacing
Don't feel like
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You have quite the busy days
I try my best
Do you?
I knew they showed Raven as a Brony but I didn't know Robin was
Aw, fine. Since you asked so nicely.
I never got a single one of those quotes!
Damnit, man. Stop being so obscure! For a while I thought, "You're a terrible liar." may have been a reference to Sam or Dean Winchester because I'm fairly sure one of them has said it at least once in the number of times they found themselves dying
Put me out of my misery!
4439748 Well that's too bad
And I'm being obscure on purpose! Don't want it to be TOO direct
Besides, you don't deserve it to be easy 
And no, it is not a reference to either of those two people I do not know of. It's a War in the Pocket reference 
I would, but I need you to do future comments
4441006
Yes, but this is ridiculous!
EVEN PINKIE IE AGREES WITH ME
How do you not know of the Winchesters?! Knave!
I already promised I would!
4444434 Well tough it. I just came up with the next few references I am going to throw in
I'm actually kicking around the idea of using Pinkie either again in this story or a spinoff. You can blame my adoration of Pinkie Pride for that
The only Winchester I know is from M*A*S*H, and he's a rich pompous guy with a heart of gold
But if I put you out of your misery as you asked me to, you couldn't do future comments
4445785
Grr, I hate you.
Gosh, you really like that episode, huh?
You, sir. You are no friend of mine!
I could help you from the afterlife
4445794 No you don't. You always come back for more
Yeah, I do. It's like one of two times I've ever liked Pinkie, so I have a skewed perspective of Pinkie from it. I still can't stand her in general, but it has helped lessen my hate of her
Yes, yes I am and you know it
After all, I give you all of this free content!
Ehhh, I'm not superstitious enough to believe that there IS one, but you're free to test it if you want!