The Unknown Past: Loki

Winks kneeled before the Supreme, the white coat he wore which had been unsullied even with his merciless slaughter kissing the dirt of the earth gladly. His expression was similar to that of a diehard fan meeting his favourite celebrity for the first time in his life. His reverence was not faked, and his respect was authentic.

The woman he knelt before, the 5th Supreme, was as beautiful as the word itself. Her hair flowed down freely, suspending narrowly above the floor. Those lovely green locks were more alluring that the green of the most magnificent tree, and they smelled like sweet pollen. Her complexion was as fair as the palest jade, and her long floral gown swept around her generous curves like a scarf around the slender neck of an alluring woman.

Although her face was concealed by a mask, Mane could tell that she was beautiful simply by the aura she exuded. Even with True Eyes his pupils could not pierce the opaque mask that kept her face hidden, but his instincts told him th