いたずらの神の血オオカミ

Blood Wolf of the God of Mischief

Ch.0a Loki

I am on the run. Exiled for bringing war to Midgard. I have found my way to a world who's name is Death's Hallow. Such a curious world. Darkness has fallen across this world and is home to creatures unlike any I have seen. All have tried to attack me and all have failed. Such curious creatures, black bodies and yellow eyes. Many breed here but few stay. What is their purpose? I wandered what seemed like years till I came across a small girl with a blonde haired man. He eyed me and said with pity in his voice "Another lost soul. There is little hope of escape unless you know the corridors of darkness." I looked to the small girl who now stood in front of me bravely. Such a perceptive little one. She knelt before me without order and did not falter. I found my self asking "What of her?" the blonde haired man said grimly "She was born here. Death's Hallow was once a world of light and compassion, then one day the darkness came to all worlds even here. She is a dethroned princess. Royalty unguarded for soon I must leave to aid the realm of light." I looked at him and thought "he can't be serious? Can he?" but the little girl said "Master Ansem the Wise is serious I can not be left unguarded always there has been someone here with me. Now if he were to leave if you hadn't come I might not be here." Ansem nodded at me, so this mortal thought he could ask me a god to watch this kid! But wait she is no mere kid, something about her makes her very different, and I intend to find out. So I agree to remain with this small five year old.