So, this is still Loki. This is Loki who is about a thousand years old, who lived his entire life on Asgard, who is 99% the same Loki that Thor and Frigga and Odin knew. In every way that matters, this is the same Loki.
And he has to watch his parents die on what’s already the worst fucking day of his life and he doesn’t even get to say goodbye to either of them. I cannot BELIEVE that the MCU made me watch Loki have to hear that his mother died before he could make amends with her twice. Twice!
Then they made him watch his father die as well, except Loki never knows the hurt and anger they went through after his attempt to take over Midgard, he never knows the seething pit of rage he descended into while locked in his cell, he only knows that he’s failed on Midgard and suddenly he’s in this horrible place and they’re telling him that his entire world–the world he never got to say goodbye to–has moved on without him and is gone.
Frigga died because Loki told Algrim to take the stairs to the left and he never got to see her again, he never got to tell her that she really was his mother. He never got to make peace with his father as he died in Norway. He never got to see Asgard torn to atoms. It’s all just gone. And the choice of whether to sink back into rage at them or make peace with them has been ripped from him, he can’t rail at them and he can’t tell them he’s sorry.
They’re just gone.
The one bright spot is that he came to acceptance with Thor on Sakaar, Asgard, and on the ship. He was really there, Thor really could hug him, and you could see Loki’s face lighten, there was hope, even if their parents were gone, he and Thor still loved each other and could find space for each other in their lives.
Then Endgame happens and Loki realizes that this tremendous power he’s been trying to fight, the kind that makes paper weights out of Infinity Stones, has decreed that he has to die about five minutes after he finds his patch of sun.
And he doesn’t get to say goodbye to any of it, they’re all just gone.