As we sat at the top of Stark Tower, gazing upon the ruins of Midgard, our Army of Chitari did the job. And we destroyed the Avengers, lifeless and strewn across the floor of the tower. We each hold drinks in our hand to celebrate our world domination… But I can’t help but feel an odd twinge in my heart. I look at my partner in crime, and they look at me with the same look.

"Do you think… Do you also have that feeling that this isn’t how it was supposed to end?"

I whisper.