Hel's Musician.
Everything was absolutely peaceful in Asgard. The birds were chirping, the children were playing and the adults were either working or sparring. Such was the life of a citizen of Asgard.
Again, everything was absolutely peaceful at Asgard.
"Please I beg you,
MAKE IT STOP! JUST MAKE IT STOP!"
Well...almost everything.
The little commotion that is otherwise ruining this peaceful day could he located in the commercial district, or more especific, in the musical area of the district.
Inside one of the various shops that sells musical instruments, the cause of this problematic incident was in the form of Loki Odinson, prince of Asgard, who had in his hands once an beautiful instrument, now it's nothing more than broken wood.
"I'm, I'm am really sorry for the damages. I'll promise to pay for it." Loki said apologetic, not really wanting to break it.
He just tried to test it and...it broke.
The shopkeeper tried, and failed, to not show being bothered by it. The prince did promise to pay for it anyway, so no real harm done at least.
Trying to move on from this awkward situation, Loki looks for another Instrument to try his luck. Finding one that picks his interest, he picks the instrument, puts it in the correct position and starts playin-
"What the hell is that noise?!?!?!?"
*
CRACK*
-breaking it again.
While some complaints could be heard outside the shop, the inside however was filled with ominous silence as the same result happened.
"...I'll pay for this one as well. Do you have any other instruments that are more...durable?"
The shopkeeper, who tried his best to not cringe and scream in pain at the same time, gave the best smile he could and gritted his teeth, not wanting to anger the prince as long as he was paid.
"Right this, Prince Loki."
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2 hours later
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In the last hour, across the commercial district numerous shops closed. The reason was for mass damage of goods. Musical Instruments to be more exact.
The reason of this was...prince Loki.
What happened in the last two hours could be either described as agonizing, weird, bizarre or terrifying depending of who you asked.
Somehow, no matter what Loki did or which instrument he picked, the result would be the same. He would pick it up, put it in the correct position, play anything at all and they would
break.
And the sound they would produce before breaking? Well, if the opinions of the poor bystanders who happened to be there are anything to go by,-
"WHAT IN HEL'S BOWELS IS THAT UNHOLY SOUND?!?!" "Not even my wife was
that loud when she was angry!" "My ears. I can't feel my ears! I CAN'T FEEL MY EARS?!?!?!" "
PLEASE MAKE IT STOP! JUST MAKE IT STOP!!!!" "○[•€@£ DIDH@£× 'LYETH@¥`₩="
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you don't wish to know!
The unintencional source of this incident was banished from any shop that sold musical instruments, becoming the pariah of all those shopkeepers who while were paid for the damages, would refuse of making business with him unless they were personaly ordered by the King or Queen themselves.
And Loki? Besides discovering that he does not possess even a sliver of talent at playing instruments, was branded with a title that would haunt him and those shopkeepers for years to come.
Hel's Musician.
For only in the deepest and darkest pits of suffering and death could something that unholy come from.
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Canon, @KnowledgeKing? You also didn't respond about the other omake.