Floating in Space

Ooh, I’m floating. Lost in a void. That’s new. New, even for me, and I’ve been through a lot. Hell, I’ve surprised myself on more than one occasion.

Anyway, where am I going? Everything here is the same; black, dark and wibbly-wobbly. Brilliant. How am I supposed to find my way home if this is all there is, for millions of miles? Damn, I forgot how dull this place was. Shame that Will ain’t here. Or Loki. Hell, I’d even consider Eve for company about now, even if she hates me. Well…’hate’ doesn’t really do her feelings towards me enough justice, but you know…whatever.

But when you think about it, isn’t this a little ironic? I was a father, a mother, a monarch, a minor God, a creator, a manipulator, a warrior and even a part of the true Deity, and now I’m just lost, floating in space, alone.
In fairness though, who honestly knew I’d be thrown into Deep Space by that aftermath? I swear, if someone comes and tells me that Loki, or even Will, was in on this the whole time, then I won’t be best pleased. Still, not much I can do about it out here. I guess I just have to wait until I find solid ground. For now, I guess I’ll just sit back and float on and on, alone in the void.

Oh wait, I don’t have to. I just remembered, I’m a minor God of Space-Time. Ha-ha-ha,  silly me. Just a snap o’ my fingers, and-