Here is my best and magnificent drawing of my dragon Apocalypsus the Lord of the apocalypse and main antagonist of my story. Apocalypsus the god and king of the Mount Carlate kingdom.
Almighty and eternal in Evil. Apocalypsus wants to destroy this world and make it the one on which dragons must rule the world. Apocalypsus the reincarnation of the forces of Evil, it is always there under various appearances
As soon as the reader opens to the first page of Loki: Agent of Asgard, they are made aware of all the evil and crimes that Loki has committed in his life which had made him become known as the God of Evil. Yet, as the reader gets to know him more it seems that he is a changed man who solely wants to help his foster brother, Thor, but when he switches to the Angels side the readers are forced to change their thought of Loki, as he seems to be turning back into his old evil self, except in a woman’s form. Why is it so surprising that Loki changes into a woman since he is a shapeshifter? I believe this is so because a majority of works, such as movies and books, reinforce the ideas of traditional gender roles and the viewers have become so accustomed to seeing woman’s and men’s bodies a certain way. This is also shown in The Hawkeye Initiative.
Since Loki is known for his deception and he blatantly tells this to the Queen of Angels, why does she accept him so willingly and allow him to be their Mistress of Strategies? Is Thor aware of Loki’s plan all along and chooses to play along with it or does he truly believe that Loki has switched sides after everything that he has done?
Light, bubbling affection brings a smile to her face at the action, however she keeps it muted for h i s often talked about dignity. He may be grouchier than Dažbog and as lost in his bitterness as her sisters, but there are moments like this wherein he seemed to thaw.
From the kitchen she can hear Vechernyaya mutter out something about the scene before her, but the youngest Zorya barely spares her a glance.
In return, she brushes her lips to his cheek and gives him a one-armed hug.
“I shall make dinner tonight. It will be stew and boiled potatoes, and it will taste nice” There’s a cheeky spark in her eye, bright and just for Czernobog. Her next words are whispered like a conspiracy. “Unlike those mushy vegetables with too much salt sister prepared”