Chapter 286: Loki true form
The scene changed soon after to another memory, but it wasn’t any different, just another scene of even more scientists doing whatever they wanted to Nathan, they electrocuted him over and over and over repeatedly for hours, shoved lots of drugs and whatnot into his body.
Aren stood watching this scene, his heart raced whenever he saw himself screaming like a wild goat that was about to be offered as some sort of sacrifice, his heart ached at the scene constantly, his hate and rage grew the more that he saw.
Aren watched as a year passed for him, and not a single thing changed, Nathan was still getting tortured.
"This is what I went through?" Aren asked, he slowly clutched at his heart, his gaze turned heavy, there wasn’t the usual light that he normally had, the more he watched the scenes the more the memories flooded into his mind, the more he felt them get personal, like he was now truly remembering what had happened.
He could feel the hate, he could feel the anger, he could feel everything that had been locked away and the reason why the younger one was as enraged as he was.
There was no life that was good, all was a lie, orchestrated carefully by the ones that wanted to ensure that everyone suffered and kept living this lie. The youngest one wanted to be free, he wanted to eradicate all life that could stop or hold him back.
"I finally see the reason for my rage" Aren muttered, his tone low.
More scenes of torture kept replaying, over and over and over and over again until one day something changed, a man walked into the organization.
The scientists revered him like he was some sort of god, they listened to his every word,
bowed their heads to him and spoke in respect.
He was tall, elegant, with slicked back hair and a black suit with a properly knotted tie. A perfect looking gentleman, but when Aren saw the smile that hung on the face of the man, a shiver ran down his spine.
"It can’t be" Aren muttered, his breathing instantly became heavy, his hands trembled as he tried his best to control himself.
The man that had walked in was Loki, Aren could tell, there was no other person that had that smile, he could swear on anything that the man that was standing there was none other than Loki.
"Loki" Aren said, and by this time his confusion had reached its peak, and so had his rage.
What was Loki doing here, how had Loki known him?
Loki stood there and looked at Nathan strapped to the back bed, he smiled.
"Can I have a word with him?" he asked.
The scientists wasted no time, they eagerly opened the door and allowed Loki to walk in, he did, heavy steps that announced his presence.
Nathan turned his head to look at Loki, and the moment he saw him, something snapped, his eyes twitched and he instantly tried to get away, struggling on the bed to move away like he was seeing a monster, and he was, because Nathan saw the true form of Loki, and now even Aren could.
Loki was no human, nor did he have a human form, but rather an eldritch god of trickery and reality, his true form was an eight feet tall creature with one eye at the center of his head, his skin clung close to his skeleton, his lips had tentacles.
Its arms were not two but four, and each one was slim and had long nails attached.
Looking at the true form of Loki that had shown, Aren couldn’t help but fear himself.
Loki bent down beside Nathan, "hello, the son of shadows" Loki said, he smiled from ear to ear, his tongue fluttering.
"You will soon be mine, and I’ll have what you have, but for now, bear with these humans and this world until you are ripe for the world you need to come to, endure."
Loki finished talking and then walked away.
"He seems to be strong, keep going and one day he will awaken what I told you." Loki said to the scientists and then proceeded to leave.
Aren watched him leave, scared to even think for fear that Loki would see him even if it was a memory.
"Loki knew me? Loki plotted all this? The gods planned this?" Aren’s anger kept rising, realizing that he was pulled into this by force, this was all a plot of the gods, especially Loki.
He should have known when Loki had come to him.
"He called me the son of shadows, what even is that? I’ll find out, I’ll dig through everything and ensure that I find it.
But that will be after I cut the heads of every god off for doing this to me, for taking away my parents, taking my life and still coming for me as an anomaly.
I have been treated like trash, haunted and called an outcast all because a god is playing a game with my life. Screw them for what they did to me, screw them for everything that they fucking did to me" the more Aren spoke the more his rage increased, and at the same time as his rage grew, the scientists already started carrying out more experiments and Nathan kept screaming.
Aren watched his memories for the next few years, and he started going numb moment after moment, watching himself get closer and closer to death and knowing that this was the work of the gods.
His rage at everything kept growing, his rage at himself kept growing, and finally the memory arrived at the point where Nathan finally met the figure that always returned him back to the organization, a young lady, she was beautiful, calm and very recognizable, the one that brought him from the snow.
But when Aren looked at her, he recognized her, he knew who she was.