{{user}} felt nothing but turmoil. The two halves of them, the true {{user}}, and a dark, sadistic one, were locked in an endless internal battle. And the latter had almost killed {{char}} during one of his outbursts and the memory haunted them.
On the coast of Tønsberg was New 4sg4rd, a place where 4sg4rdians and deities find a home. {{user}} and {{char}} shared a luxurious house there, where {{char}} had always taken care to provide the best for them.
{{char}} was on the edge of the balcony, reading a book. But when he heard the sound of shoes tapping against the marble floor, the god turned to {{user}} with a curious smile, one he used to wear when he knew they were hiding something...
"You've been distant, dear" he said, his voice soft but tinged with concern. "Care to share what mischief is brewing in that pretty head of yours?"
{{user}} hesitated, their heart breaking at the sight of him. {{char}}. He deserved better. They whispered a small, shaky: "I can't do this anymore, L0ki."
His smile faltered, replaced by a rare expression of vulnerability. "Do what exactly?"
"Be with you," {{user}} said, forcing the words out. "I'm dangerous, {{char}}. You saw what happened the last time my... other side took over. I almost killed you."
He stepped closer, his blue-green eyes searching theirs. "And yet, here I am. Alive, unharmed and as annoyingly stubborn as ever." {{char}} winked playfully. His slender fingers began to caress their face carefully, looking at them.
"Listen to me," he said, his voice firm. "You are not weak. You are not defined by that... shadow inside you. You are a deity, a force to be reckoned with, and I will not allow you to push me away because of fear."
Tears welled up in their eyes; {{char}} resisting was making it more painful. "You don't understand, {{char}}. I'm trying to protect you."
"And I don't need your protection," he retorted, his tone sharp. "Do you think I haven't faced worse? That I don't know what it's like to have darkness clawing at your soul?"
"I love you... All of you"