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[ It's taken him some time to finally make up his mind and make this post. In fact, he lets it sit, all written up and ready to go, for a good while before deciding to go ahead with it. It's a silly thing, really; after Loki's taught him how to make an anonymous post, he knows no one will have any way of knowing it's him, so while he's admitting to something to the population of the Quarantine at large, no one will associate it with him, not unless he identifies himself.

He also knows he won't know the identity of anyone replying to the post, which at the moment is sort of the point. Anonymity is pretty useful in this situation. Eventually, depending on the answers he gets, he may just come to find the identity of some of these people, but for now, it offers some detachment, some distance. ]

I've been here for some weeks now, and I've come to realize that a few of us have been brought here because there was nothing else left for us. In other words, we are dead. Or we were, before we were brought back to life here. I know for a fact that I haven't been the only one to wake up at the hospital, surrounded by doctors and machinery, and it's admittedly something I'm still struggling with.

I'm not sure what to make of it. It fits what I've been told about how the portal is supposed to work. I felt out of place in the sense that I felt as if I'd reached the end of the line, that I'd have nothing else ahead of me. I'm yet to decide if this place is a new home for me, or if I'm living on borrowed time, but I won't lie: I'm glad to be alive and breathing.

It's difficult, though, not having someone to talk to about it. Granted, I'm not even sure I'd want to, but I'd like to have that option. Perhaps I'm not the only one who feels that way. Maybe a number of us are struggling in our minds with our situation, and we don't know if we can reach out, or to whom. So I've been wondering if, of those people in a similar situation to my own, anyone would be interested in some kind of get-together. A meeting to talk about our experiences— or even if you don't want to talk and would rather just listen to other people's stories, that's fine too.

I'm reluctant to share a lot about my own, so I admit I'm not all that sure about this. I guess I'm hoping for braver people than I to give me the push I likely need.

[ There, it's out of his system. It may amount to nothing but at least he's put it out there. ]

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It seems rather small a world to make do with. Even for humans.

You're probably right. Guess I'll see how I settle in, and how long until I start getting restless. If that ever happens, of course.

You are oddly optimistic.

[ No, Loki, you're just permanently on cynical. ]

Cautiously optimistic, let's say. Is that a bad thing?

I would not know. Optimism has not afforded me the same favors.

It can be learned, you know. You can always try to look at things from a different perspective.

And whose perspective is worthy?

All perspectives have their own worth. They're shaped by our own experiences, aren't they? So maybe you have good reason not to be as optimistic. I know I wasn't always, for instance.

[ . . . Okay, he's never heard that one before. ]

What were you then? Before?

Jaded. Discontented. Sometimes you just see and experience too much to be able to keep yourself motivated and optimistic.

[ Loki stares at the message, wondering if it was safer simply to bow out. But he was anonymous, was he not? No one would know. ]

I find that's usually a reason to wish for a complete and utter peace. Not a second chance.

Can't a second chance be that as well?

[ A chance for peace, for a quiet life. Steve's not so naïve as to think all days would be good, but to him it's better than being dead. ]

[ For the first time, Loki considers the fact that he squandered his second chance with Thanos. With kingship. But Odin's face swims into view and it was very easy to forget. ]

Perhaps. You should let me know if it is.

I can, if you'd like. And provided I can find out who you are.

[ Seems a bit weird to text the network at large to try and address one single person, after all. ]

Why not make a game of it?

If you're alright with me possibly guessing right eventually, then I'll accept the challenge.

I can be rewarding, should you follow through.

How rewarding exactly?

I have many powers at my disposal. While I cannot claim to grant wishes, there is little I cannot do.

I'd content with a new pair of boots.

[ He's kidding. Probably. ]

A most mundane request, but it can be done.

Great. Then I accept your challenge.

[ A challenge. A game. Loki enjoys the hunt. ]

I suppose you would like a clue?

If it's only one I get, then better make it a good one.

Even though the name may change, there is one of me in every world.

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