Say what you want about Baldr.
I do, anyway. But even someone as universally beloved as I am sees that if all your friends and family can’t imagine greater pleasure than throwing, swinging and shooting deadly weapons at you for months on end – maybe you did something to cause some slight frustration. (This is how far my funeral speech for Baldr went before Frigga threw a horn of mead at me.)
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Loki is the Philosopher King 