Whole cities are gone now. Leveled, burned to the ground at the first sign of dissent. Not that there’s much dissent anymore. He’s built a cult around himself. He’s worshipped like a God. His power is unquestioned, all-encompassing.
Well, you don’t worship him. I mean, you did once.
I wouldn’t say worshipped. But he is my grandfather. He was the only family I had left in Asgard. And I did love him. Before he became corrupt.Witches of East End 2.03 - The Old Man and the Key