-2021-2021 - Loki

2021–2021. Short. Impossible. Perfect.

In July, he pruned a rogue timeline himself. Not because the TVA ordered it—there was no TVA—but because some branches grew thorns. A reality where a mad scientist weaponized grief into a plague. Loki stood at the epicenter, held the detonation in his hands, and whispered, “Glorious purpose.” Then he let it go. The branch dissolved. No one cheered. He was fine with that. Loki -2021-2021

So he waited.

He had been a ghost once, in the catacombs of the TVA. A variant. A ghost who learned to love a woman made of clocks and purpose, who watched that same woman shatter into temporal confetti, and who then stepped into the howling mouth of a multiversal storm. 2021–2021