"Well, Roxi as you know, I come from a very harsh society, everything is determined by your future, everyone has titles, however there was one that no one on Asgard or Anywhere ever wanted, Bringer of Ragnarok. I don't know why the Fates bestowed that title onto me, but they did, and now I have to pay the price, I am destined to destroy The Nine Realms of Yiggdrasil, I am the End of the World. I was ostracised by all, everyone wanted to kill the Monster, for only a cruel and twisted person could ever kill that many people without feeling anything, I was only a babe at the time, so they waited until I was old enough to walk around and form coherent sentences that everyone could understand, to strike, after the first attack, father instructed that I wasn't allowed to be left alone, unless I was in my chambers. But even then, the servants whom disliked me could set up a trap in my room, I had no idea who was friend or foe outside my own family.
I felt so confused, it was horrendous, so I started not to care, I put up walls to block out the hurtfulness, but that made it even worse, they started to think that I was becoming the heartless fiend who would be their death, it's so confusing, I can't care for the attacks will get worse, but I can't feel otherwise they'll never stop.
The worst part was that I had no one to whom I could turn to, no friend who could comfort me, who would be their for me, my family can't always be there, so I thought that if I could find someone who was going through similar circumstances, we might be able to become friends, that is how I met you, through a locator spell.
I understand if after this, you no longer wish to be my friend, it's alright, I can accept that." Loki ended with a sigh, he had told Roxi of most things that he had been through, but had kept her in the dark about how they had met and what his life was like, now the truth was revealed, and Loki couldn't predict how she was going to react.