You know that friend who's always stirring up drama? Now imagine if that friend was an all-powerful Aztec deity who could literally see your every move through his smoking obsidian mirror. Meet Tezcatlipoca, the "Smoking Mirror," and easily one of the most chaotic troublemakers in Mesoamerican mythology.

Tezcatlipoca wasn't just naughty—he was the god who invented the concept. According to Aztec legend, he once got his fellow deity Quetzalcoatl absolutely hammered on pulque (that's fermented agave, for the uninitiated), then arranged for him to sleep with his own sister. When Quetzalcoatl woke up and realized what happened, he was so mortified that he set himself on fire and left town. That's not divine mischief; that's a full-on divine roofie situation. And Tezcatlipoca? He just took over Quetzalcoatl's gig ruling the Toltecs like nothing happened.

But here's where it gets weirder: the Aztecs absolutely loved him for it. Tezcatlipoca was one of their most important gods, associated with night, sorcery, jaguars, and destiny itself. That obsidian mirror of his? It wasn't just for show—he used it to spy on humanity's deepest secrets and darkest desires. He was often depicted missing a foot (a crocodile monster ate it during the creation of the world), but don't let that fool you. This guy could shapeshift into a jaguar, appear as a walking skeleton, or even materialize as a seductive young man to tempt warriors into breaking their vows.

The really twisted part? Every year during the Toxcatl festival, the Aztecs would select the most handsome young man they could find to be Tezcatlipoca's living embodiment. For an entire year, this guy lived like absolute royalty—feasts, four beautiful wives, everyone treating him like a god. Then, on the festival day, he'd climb the temple steps, breaking a flute on each level, and at the top, priests would sacrifice him. It was considered the highest honor, but let's be honest: Tezcatlipoca's "blessings" always came with a pretty hefty price tag.

So next time someone complains about a trickster god, remember: at least Loki didn't create a whole religion around getting people drunk and watching their lives fall apart through a magic mirror. Tezcatlipoca proves that sometimes the bad boys really do win—especially when they control fate itself.