The timelines were unravelling, spiralling into chaos, and Loki felt utterly powerless to halt the impending disaster. The only glimmer of hope flickered in the possibility of returning to the TVA, navigating through the tangled paths of past, present, and future. In this moment of desperation, O.B.'s theory became his lifeline, prompting Loki to surrender to the unpredictability of time.
Loki endured excruciating pain as his body twisted in unnatural ways. His only comfort was the hope of finding stability. As his vision cleared, he saw an unfamiliar landscape before him, replacing his physical torment with a surge of hope.
Green eyes locked onto a familiar figure, and relief washed over Loki. His gaze softened as he extended an arm towards his friend. "This is going to sound strange…"
