"Huh? What did you say?' Loki asked with a sinking heart.
The guardian smirked and said, "You heard me. I want you to father a child for my race and god king."
"Don't be so surprised. I am not making this request out of hatred for you, interest in you, or just to bother you. This is the main reason this domain was conquered."
"We conquered this domain and many more like it mainly to convert it into a breeding ground for my race, thereby strengthening our pantheon. You won't be the first to experience the privilege of birthing a child for us, but you will be the first one in this domain. You're also one of the best with the highest potential."
"Someone like you with ten godheads and immense potential has already made conquering this domain more than worth it. Don't worry, this experience will be an unprecedented honor for you."
For a while, Loki struggled to find words. Everything the guardian was saying was an assault on his senses that he had never considered possible.
