The world-devouring dragon

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"Jörmungandr, or...Meng, what exactly is fate in your eyes?"

Meng, this name is not very common, but for the big snake, this name has a special place...

This is the name he used when he was a human in his previous life.

The eyes that had been closing slowly opened again, and then looked down indifferently at Loki, who was as small as a mote of dust in front of him.

"Huh? Interesting, do you know my former name?"

Next to Loki's ears, the deep voice of the big snake seemed to be laughing, but it was hard to tell whether the smile was filled with interest or something else.

And silently looking at the huge monster in front of him, the giant monster whose whole body was almost hidden in the seabed, but just the exposed huge head had formed a majestic undersea mountain range, Loki's face looked as normal, but calm. said.

"Of course I know, because you are a soul that I brought from another world..."

As Loki spoke, he had a strange expression on his face, like the expression of a child laughing when a mischievous child was not discovered.

But while he was smiling, he began to cry, with deep sadness and decadence on his handsome face that seemed to be crying and smiling at the same time.

"Everyone in the world knows that God King Odin once went to the Fountain of Wisdom and obtained endless wisdom at the cost of one of his eyes from the wise giant. But what no one knows is... I, Loki, the God of Mischief, that time In fact, he secretly followed Odin and took a sip of water from the Fountain of Wisdom.”

A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After calmly telling a secret that could shock the world, he didn't take it seriously and continued to murmur.

"I knew that Ragnarok was coming, and I wanted to prevent that fate from coming, so I used runes to pull a human soul from an unknown other world with the intention of changing everything."

"This soul was mixed with the soul of my child to form a brand new individual, a weird individual that should not have appeared in destiny..."

"A monster that is neither human nor divine."

As he spoke, he lowered his head miserably, with a bit of confusion in his absent-minded pupils.

"I thought that if a strange chess piece suddenly appeared on top of the orderly chess game, at least it should be able to bring some changes to the chess game..."

"Odin and I both sensed that future, and both tried hard to change that future, but we were both like flying insects bound by a spider web. The more we struggled, the deeper we fell into the spider web... …”

"I had a premonition of the danger to you three brothers and sisters, so I chose to acquiesce to Odin's actions. However, I did not expect that my retreat would cause you to be either imprisoned or exiled."

"I tried to seek a chance to redeem myself from Odin, and kept trying to get him to release you, but you were just out of resentment, making the atmosphere of hostility and hatred even higher, so that Odin felt that you were more and more untrustworthy."

"I couldn't accept this result, and the resentment in my heart made me bewitch the Dark God Hodel to kill his brother to vent my anger..."

"Haha, fate...is this fate? It's really a mockery of fate."

At the end of his speech, he couldn't help laughing wildly, as if he was lamenting his own patheticness and powerlessness.

He looked above his head, the water was still blue.

But in his eyes, the blue sea in front of him seemed to have turned into a huge spider web that covered the sky and was slowly falling, and he was the kind of insignificant person who tried hard to break free, but was unable to break free. Like flying insects.

struggle?

Not struggling?

What greeted him was nothing more than destined fate.

In the distance, the big snake looked down at him indifferently and said nothing.

And Loki didn't seem to expect Orochi to speak. After the laughter stopped, he was silent for a long time before slowly speaking.

"Jörmungandr, what exactly is fate in your eyes?"

Loki no longer called Orochi Meng. He and Orochi knew very well that the human named Meng was only a part of Orochi's soul. Orochi was Meng, but he was also Jörmungandr. The two merged into one. Big snake.

For the big snake, "Meng" is like its youth, and "Jormungandr" is its adult. Both are it, but neither is all of it.

"Destiny...what an interesting question."

The serpent's deep voice slowly reached Loki's ears.

Its voice carries an inhuman coldness and indifference from beginning to end, making people feel sincerely inexplicable fear. With the thinking of a human but the cognition of a beast, the inhuman characteristics of the big snake are not only because of its huge body, but because it is no longer a human from the depths of its soul, but a complete monster. .

Both humans and gods think about the problem in an almost similar way. In other words, human beings who were born from the hands of gods and given souls by Odin are more like gods, but the big snake is not. It's a monster.

At this moment, this monster is using its unique perspective as a monster to examine the questions raised by Loki.

"In my previous life, or when I was still a human being, someone once said this: 'Everything you can change, and everything you cannot change, is fate.' At that time, I used to think he was right."

And listening to Orochi's words, Loki was keenly aware of something.

"Once? That means you don't think so now? So, what exactly is fate in your eyes now?"

Looking down at Loki in front of him, the serpent's erect pupils revealed a hint of sneer.

"destiny?"

"It's just a figment of the imagination of a weak reptile. There has never been any real destiny."

A low, inhuman voice surrounded Loki, the voice was like thunder, full of sarcasm and disdain.

"I was once a tiny speck of dust, and I can understand the fear and fear of the mysterious and unknown. The sense of powerlessness, despair, fear, uneasiness...all kinds of emotions are intertwined, and the insects are unable to control their own future. , I can only go with the flow, lament my misfortune, and regard it as fate."

In the words, the big snake did not deny that he was once a human being, just like it did not deny that he was once just a tiny insect, because this is the fact, and the arrogant and arrogant big snake will not deny this fact.

"Insects like to fantasize. Because they are weak, they will desperately try to find various ways to make themselves look powerful, thereby building a country, nation, culture, customs, history..."

As he spoke, the deep voice laughed inexplicably.

"What country has ever existed? What nation has ever existed? All of these are just imaginary communities based on illusions. What really exists are independent, unrelated human beings who do not even know each other. That’s all.”

"Such a simple and clear reality, even the most ignorant beasts can realize this, but these tiny insects don't think so. They imagine that there is an invisible connection called country and nation, which makes them be regarded as as a whole rather than as individuals; using something called morality and law that has never really existed to pretend to rule other bugs and dominate their spiritual world... all of this is just to be able to unite in Together, it makes them seem stronger."

"However, bugs are just bugs after all. They are weak. When faced with the unknown and mystery, their weak nature will be completely exposed. They will regard the future that they have no control over as fate and lament their own misfortunes."

The big snake's pupils were full of sarcasm.

"Destiny is nothing more than an insect's lament for a future beyond its control. It never really existed."

While silently looking at the big snake in front of him, Loki smiled inexplicably.

"Didn't fate really exist... Is this the world in the eyes of monsters? But, Jormungandr, I feel the shackles called fate that I can't break away from right now."

"Shackles? There are no shackles in the first place. You live freely in this universe and can go anywhere. Have you ever had any shackles on your body? What traps you is just your thoughts."

Orochi's disapproving sneer reached Loki's ears.

Obviously, Orochi didn't agree with Loki's idea at all. The difference between the two was completely the vision of two different lives, two different worlds.

"What would you do if you were also bound by that destined fate?"

Loki did not comment, but asked with some deep meaning. He stared closely at the big snake in front of him, as if he had seen something in his eyes.

Orochi knew exactly what Loki was asking.

According to that fate, it should have died in it.

"Even if there is really a chain of fate, then I will break free of this chain and see what kind of power that 'fate' really has."

Along with the sneer, there was a certain kind of madness and ferocity in the cold, erect pupils.

"Are you able to break free from the chains of fate..."

Looking at it murmuringly, Loki was silent for a long time, then turned his head and looked at another part of the sea, where there were all kinds of brilliance shining vaguely.

Looking there, he seemed to be talking to himself.

"There is a grand feast hosted by the old sea god Egil. The gods who are grieving because of the passing of the light god Balder will all go there. If I go now, no one will probably welcome me... "

"I'm afraid that instead of welcoming you, I will tear you to pieces in anger."

A low taunt sounded.

Loki disagreed. In front of him, countless futures emerged before his eyes. Ever since he drank from the Fountain of Wisdom, he could often see those prophetic images of the uncertain future.

Except for the destined fate of Regaruk, which cannot be avoided or changed, the future of everything is uncertain.

However, in this prediction, there were all kinds of tragic experiences about him, just like the taunt of the big snake. If he went there, it would be almost impossible for him to have a chance to escape unscathed.

But he silently stared at those future scenes, with no expression on his silent face, but continued to murmur.

"I want to try there and make one last effort... to see if I can change Odin's mind."

Orochi didn't answer him.

The big snake, already tired of this "stubborn bug", chose to continue falling into a deep sleep.

But Loki didn't expect Orochi's answer, because these words were not meant for Orochi, but for himself.

"Why am I here? Maybe I have always known..."

His handsome face was as calm as water, with a certain determination. He took a deep breath and whispered.

"Even if he is an evil god... he is still a god at least. Even if that is my destiny, then I want to try to confront my destiny... even if I will be shattered by it."

Unconsciously, Loki's fist slowly clenched, and then he flew towards the place shining with countless brilliance.

In the distance, the big snake looked at the disappearing figure indifferently, then slowly closed its eyes and fell into a deep sleep.