The way he fought could be summarised in one word. AWESOME. Loki had the ability to keep his whole armoury equipped at the same time. With the exception of baldy the eagle with his wind sword and wings which were now active on Breadtalk, he possessed all 9 other weapons at once. He held in his hand a scythe (10) with a huge amount of mana stored within it. The other weapons like the spear(4), spiky hammer(2), dual daggers(6), dual guns(7), were all floating by his side. He was equipping the boots(1), gaunlets(8), rope (3) and riding in his bazooka equipped vehicle(9).

The sight of it was just ridiculous. And all of the weapons were talking to him at the same time so it's no wonder Loki can multitask so well. He fired bazookas all over the place and the weapons were all like Freyr's magical sword, capable of fighting on their own. The dual guns were shooting explosive clown heads the size of a human all over the place. The spear was exploding any unit that came within 5 meters of the vehicle etc. However, against the gods of course this was not enough. Loki had to use another skill which he excelled at and that was exactly what he used against Freyja.

“Game on!” Shouted Loki.

All of the gods looked at Loki and tilted their heads to one side, puzzled at what the skill was supposed to be.

Loki and Freyja were suddenly surrounded by a purple light from the heavens. A voice that sounded strangely like R2D2 from star wars suddenly could be heard throughout the battlefield.

“Loki and Freyja confirmed for battle. Any outside damage dealt to them will be reduced to 0. Both of them must now engage in a fight to the death. The rules are simple. You take turns picking from this huge list of games normally played in real life. You decide on a portion of health to bet based on percentage and the winner inflicts that much percentage of health onto the opponent. Certain games have a clear winner so in that case, the loser receives the amount of health bet on. Other games might have draws as a possible outcome. In case of a draw, both parties will lose half of the betted amount.” The mechanical robot voice came out from the sky.

Freyja looked at the sky, puzzled at the voice coming out from nowhere.

“The R2D2 not working out for you? Alright just hold on.” Loki said.

The voice suddenly changed midway.

“Any outside inteference will be immediately negated so outsiders cannot help the 2 people involved in the deathmatch. The winner of the deathmatch will immediately be restored to full health after the battle. The list of games available are as follows.” A voice that sounded ridiculously like Nicholas Cage replaced the commentary just as a huge chalkboard dropped from the sky.

“I got the whole Hollywood cast available just tell me who you like Freyja.” Loki smiled.

“I just like you dead.” She snarled.

Both of them turned to look at the huge board which dropped from the sky.

The list was endless. All the classic games were there : Jump rope, tic tac toe, fivestones, pick up sticks, tag, hide and seek, hopscotch. Card games were also available : Poker, Blackjack, Big 2, Bluff etc. Casino games were also available such as Roulette, Fruit machines.... The fuck even sports were avilable : Basketball, Soccer, Tennis, Badminton! On the board was almost every single game one could play. Computer games, Drinking games, Dating games....

Freyja's eyes widened in amazement.

Loki's shined with excitement.

“I played this 99 times and I'm still alive. Time for the 100th. I always have and always will love this skill the most.” Loki said.

“I used to be quite the party queen so I'm good at my games. You better watch out.” Freyja warned Loki.

“Time to choose who gets to go first. We will proceed with a coin toss. Freyja please choose heads or tails.” A voice that now sounded like Brad Pitt sounded from the sky.

“Heads.” Freyja answered dreamily, clearly enchanted by the rough and deep voice of the above mentioned superstar.

The coin went up. And. Tails.

“HAHAHAHA NOOB. I CHOOSE COIN TOSS AS THE FIRST GAME. 10% OF OUR HEALTH.” Loki immediately guffawed.

“You're leaving 10% of your health to pure luck?” Freyja replied, shocked.

“Hey hey hey. I've played this game 99 times. If it's luck I got plenty of it to spare and judging from your first coin toss, you're not very good at this game so I guess it's fine.”

“Fine.”

“The rules are as follows. Both players will decide on Heads or Tails secretly. Both of them will key in their predictions. The coin will be tossed and after the result is out, the predictions will be revealed. The first player to make 3 wrong predictions loses this game.” Denzel Washington said.

“Easy enough. Let's do this.” Freyja said.

“Try not to lose so fast.” Loki added.

A screen appeared in front of both players and they entered their predictions. The coin went up andddd.... heads. The screens on both players turned to face each other.

Loki : Heads

Freyja : Tails

“HAHAHAHA YOU SUCK SO HARD OMG.” Loki started laughing his ass off on the floor. Due to his shapeshift he really could pretend to laugh his ass off.

Freyja was clearly angered by Loki's correct prediction and comment.

“Next round. Quick.”

Coin went tails.

Loki : Tails

Freyja : Heads

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCK YOU REALLY SUCK HAHAHAHAHAHA!” Loki laughed his head off.

“Is this game even fair?! I demand to inspect the coin.” Freyja said.

“By all means. I only uphold the values of fairness and sportsmanship.” Obama said.

“Shut up already. Stick with Hollywood please not politicians.” Freyja said.

“Sorry.” Leonardo DiCaprio said.

After she checked, the coin for any tricks, she found none so the game continued.

“Alright i'll pity you so i'll purposely get this one wrong now.” Loki said.

“Fuck off.” Replied Freyja.

Coin goes up anddddd tails.

Loki : Tails

Freyja : Heads

“WHAT THE HELL I WANTED TO GET IT WRONG.” Loki shouted.

A blue flash of lightning came down from the sky and sure enough, 10% of Freyja's life was gone.

“Miss Freyja, the next choice of game will be up to you.” Channing Tatum said.

“Rock Paper Scissors. 20%.” She replied.

“Honestly woman? My best game? You don't know what you're in for.” Loki taunted her.

“Shut up. You'll see.”

“The rules are simple. First to reach 3 wins. Rock beats scissors, scissors beats paper, paper beats rock. If you don't know this, kindly proceed to the edge of the arena and commit suicide. Now let's begin.” Emma Watson said.

“Emma Watson? Honestly?” Freyja asked.

“Hey I can't always give you the hot guys. Gimme some chicks once in awhile.” He replied.

And so rock paper scissors it was.

Freyja : Rock

Loki : Spock (Based on Big Bang Theory's rock paper scissors lizard spock.)

“Error. Error. Loki's hand sign not recognised. Will lose this round by default.” C3PO came.

“WHAT? ISN'T THAT A BIT TOO STRICT?” Loki exclaimed.

“Shut up.” C3PO replied.

“HEY I WAS THE ONE WHO CREATED THIS SKILL.” Loki shouted again.

“Freyja 1, Loki 0.” C3PO said.

Loki cursed in many flowery languages before proceeding to the next round. Soon, they were tied at 2 all and this was the deciding round.

“Rock paper scissors!”

Just when scissors was said Loki put on an astonished face and pointed towards my direction. Freyja immediately looked at me and I did not know what was going on. Suddenly Loki put out his hand in a scissors sign while Freyja was looking directly at me.

“Error. Error. Freyja did not put out any sign. She loses this round by default.”

“WAIT WHAT?!” She exclaimed before another lightning bolt hit her head. She was down to 70%.

“LOKIIIIIII!” She fumed. She lashed out at him and tried to punch him but before the punch landed, her fist collided into an invisible wall.

“Thou shall not injure an opposing player during this game.” Morgan Freeman commanded.

“Dat's right!” Loki chided her with the most childish smile I've ever seen apart from Breadtalk's.

“Next I want Pacman! 30%.” Loki said.

Two huge arcade consoles popped out and landed in front of both players.

“Game is simple. Play pacman. The one with the highest high score wins. One try only. That means 3 lives. No trial run is allowed. If you don't know the rules of pacman you have no life and deserve to lose.” Darth Vader commanded.

“Honestly too much star wars Loki.”

“Roger that.” Emma Stone said.

And both of them got down to business for the third game. Loki was obviously good at Pacman while Freyja... Well let's just say... Girls don't play much Pacman in general then. For her first life she went around collecting the fruits for points and that was the right way to play it. But she didn't have to go “Cherry Cherry Cherry Cherry! Banana Banana Banana Banana! NOOOO THAT GHOST NEIN GO AWAY GO AWAY VON DOUCHBAG NOOOOOO!”

That was something quite disturbing to see. Freyja jumping up and down while spamming her thoughts out loud with profanities admist the random mumbo jumbo but oh well it added to the entertainment value. Most of the fights stopped by now and everyone ordered a cease fire. Everyone was seated around their mini arena, cheering for their respective teams.

“GO MASTER!!!” Breadtalk shouted.

“FREYJA FREYJA FREYJA!” The remainder of Odin's faction went.

“NOOOOO OMG THAT STUPID SON OF AN UGLY GHOST'S BITCH HE KILLED ME!” Freyja replied.

After 20 minutes,

“Game over. Loki : 3000000 points. Freyja : 30000 points.”

A blue flash of lightning followed again and finally, Freyja was down to 40% health while Loki was sitting at a perfect 100%.

“Sorry it took so long Freyja. Must've been a long wait. I saw you not touching the joystick after 5 minutes.”

“You ass. Stop rubbing it in you're dead now. I choose the drinking game, Kings. 40%.” Freyja declared.

“You know that's your all in right.”

“You'll be at 60% soon enough just surrender.” She said.

“Drinking game : Kings chosen. The drinks will be shots of Tequila. Rules of Kings will now apply. Please read the instruction manual.”

Ace : One shot.

Two : Two shots.

Three : Three shots.

Four : Four shots.

Five : Five shots.

Six : Opponent drinks one shot.

Seven : Go to Toilet card. (Without it you can't go to the toilet)

Eight : Action card. Flip it facedown and do an action. Last person to follow it drinks one shot.

Nine : Categories. Random category will be given. 3 seconds to say one response. Failure to do so results in drinking a shot.

Ten : Telepathy game. Two people will be randomly chosen. A question will be asked. Both players must answer at the count of 3. If both say the same thing, everyone else drinks. If their answer differs, both of them drink.

Jack : Guys bottoms up.

Queen : Girls please do a shot.

King : The first 3 kings drawn will pour a random amount of Tequila they choose into a cup. The fourth king must drink the entire cup.

“As this game requires more than 2 ppl to play. Please choose up to three teammates to join in so the total number of players will be 8.”

“Breadtalk, Hel, Jinx.” Loki said.

“Freyr, Cheeballs, MidandFeed come.” Freyja said.

“Team members have been registered. The rules are simply. Play the game. The last person who is sober wins. I will be the judge.” Simon Cowell said.

“Well let's start American Idol.” Loki said.

And the game begun. Breadtalk went first. Ace.

He took a shot of Tequila.

You see, Breadtalk isn't good at holding his liquor. (In real life as well.) He took one sip and his whole face became red.

“Wait. Disciple you cannot drink?” Loki asked.

“What are you talking about I drink everyday!” Breadtalk giggled.

Giggled.

“Holy shit. Jinx I',m sorry.”

“What? Why're you apologising?”

Loki was up next. He drew a three.

“Like master like disciple indeed.” He said it as if he was on his deathbed and downed three shots. Instantly, his face also went red like Breadtalk's.

“FREYJA YOUR TURN!” He giggled cum shouted.

Freyja smiled widely and drew a 5. She took in all 5 and it looked like she was drinking water.

I drew a king. I knew this was important. If Loki or Breadtalk drew the fourth king they would instantly be out. I added only one shot of alcohol into the cup.

MidandFeed was next. He drew another king. He poured 10 shots inside. Oh well plan ruined.

One round was soon finished and Loki's shirt was already off. Breadtalk had to go again.

“GO MAI FELLOW DISCIPLE LET'S KICK SOME ASS!”

“YESH SIRRRRRRRRR!” He drew a nine.

“Your category is..... Countries.” Simon Cowell announced.

“EARTHWORM!” Shouted Breadtalk.

“Please drink.” Simon Cowell said.

Everyone except me was clearly enjoying this. The spectators were laughing their asses off at Breadtalk's reply, Loki was proud of his disciple. Odin's faction was clearly winning this hands down and I was preparing to be sent to my grave. Death by drinking....

Loki drew a five and after he downed 5 shots, he immediately started grabbing at Breadtalk's tits.

Breadtalk acted like a girl saying “Stop master stop! Not here~”

I used a huge stalagmite to pierce it up Breadtalk's ass and it looked like that did the trick. He sat very straight up, started composing himself because a foreign sharp pain right up his ass was currently being dealt to him. This was the good part. The bad part was that an intoxicated Breadtalk was 10 times more retarded than a normal one as if being even more retarded was actually possible.”

“Master. A snake is spooning me. The snake has a super super long hard and pointy dick. What do I do?” Breadtalk tried to whisper but he had already lost all sense of volume control.

“Breadtalk is out of the game.” Simon Cowell announced.

“NOOOO! He's so handsome he must stay inside.”

“Loki is out of the game as well.” He followed up.

“I surren-”

Before I could finish my sentence Breadtalk body slammed me to the ground.

“NOOOOO JINX. A true man must never give up. A true man must always take the challenge. A true man... Must have felt a snake's dick go up his ass before he understands what is... true pain.” He blurted out before vomitting all over me.

I just continued and finally, sure enough, I drew the last king. 21 shots worth of Tequila. Hmmm.... Bottoms up! And then fireworks were literally going in every direction because when I become drunk, I really have no idea what I'm doing. Mana manipulation required delicate control which an intoxicated man could not wish to wield. I could've sworn I used high purity fire mana to try and burn off Horse's clothes but after that I don't remember much. I just remember going unconscious....

And what woke me up was a familiar blue flash of lightning.

Loki was now standing over a dead Freyja. The best part was he couldn't even walk straight. He was still drunk.

I was still groggy and hungover so I tried to steel myself and asked the first face I could see.

“What happened? How did he win... He's drunker than a drunkard who's drunk.” I asked a familiar looking face.

“He's not a master of trickery for nothing. He's just pretending to be drunk. He won his game of Poker against Freyja with 40% of health on the line which was all her reamining health. But the way he won it was amazing...” A soothing voice made it's way into my ears.

“Where am I? Heaven?” I asked, obviously out of sorts by now.

“You're sleeping on my lap.” Horse said.

She leaned closer towards me. I could smell something burnt though for some reason.

“And if you don't get yourself straightened up for the rest of the fight which is about to begin soon, I will personally make sure your head get's swiped off as cleanly as Magni's one and trust me that's not the only part I will cut off.” she whispered gently into my ear, using her skill, Murderer's whisper.

I sat straight up, shook off the dizziness, absolutely horrified at the tone she was using and saw her in quite an unglam state, singed hair and clothes which I vaguely remember causing. Her eyes were colder than ever.

Nop no time to be drunk now. Get it together Jinx. Your bird and head are at stake here.

I managed to talk normally but I had to do it very slowly and carefully.

“So.. How did he win in the end?” I asked.

“WELL WELL THAT WAS AN AMAZING GAME OF POKER! Let's watch a replay of the game changing hand!” Ben Stiller announced as a TV screen suddenly appeared in front of all the spectators.

Loki was looking drunk as hell and his hand was just like him. A mess. He had 3 and 7 while the table had K, K, 4, 5, 2. He had nothing. It was a clear loss but Loki was clearly messed up in his head. Freyja raised a ridiculous amount and Loki just followed. While pushing the chips, he dropped his cards on the table. However, the cards were now 3 and 6. It was a straight. He quickly picked up his cards.

“Oh damn. Now you know my cards. Ah fuck this. All in.” He said groggily.

Freyja knew he had a straight so she folded and with the huge advantage in chips, Loki slowly whittled her down. But how did the 7 change to a 6?!

I looked at Breadtalk who was beside me, his nose larger than an apple because that's his usual body humour he likes to pull off. And then I realised.

Of course... Trickster indeed. No doubt the god of trickery. He used shapeshift... On the card.

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