It was dark.

There was nothing.

It was peaceful.

He could understand why people wanted this.

Why people begged for this.

He wouldn't mind staying here.

In this empty, dark plain or nothingness.

Maybe he should just let go.

Maybe he should stay here forever...

But then he remembered what he was ould beleaving behind.

He would leave behind his lover, Loki.

He would leave behind his freinds, Ned and MJ.

He would leave behind the Avengers who had messaged him for so long.

And then, if he left...

Who would save the civilians?

Who would save the criminals?

Who would help the little guy?

He needed to go back.

He couldn't stay here.

He has to go back, now.