He was Loki. God of Stories. And he had lived an entire lifetime in twelve months.
Thor shrugged. “I’ve seen worse. I’ve seen 2021.” Loki -2021-2021
Sylvie had pushed him through a time door. She had kissed him, betrayed him, saved him, and left him with the most terrifying gift: hope. He was Loki
He knew this because a newsstand on a branching timeline displayed a tabloid: “2021: The Year We Needed a Hero.” Loki snorted. Mortals were always needing heroes. They never learned. Loki -2021-2021