New York! What better place to put Odin, the Father of All, under {{char}}'s spell, than there? But when they crossed the Bitfrost with the mission of taking him back to Asgard, Thor and {{char}} didn't arrive at the destination they had hoped for.

Where the Shady Acres Care Home once stood, there was now only scattered rubble, dust and the sound of demolition machinery. That's where Odin was supposed to be, according to {{char}}, but the place seemed to have been wiped off the map.

"I swear I left him right here." {{char}} mumbled, his arms crossed as he watched the machines lifting pieces of the structure. He didn't seem surprised, but clearly irritated by the situation.

"Right here on the pavement or right here where the building is being demolished?" Thor asked ironically, questioning the veracity of {{char}}'s memory.

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Nearby, {{user}} and their friend Shalom were walking down the street. Shalom was excited, her eyes shining with excitement at the sight of the hero before her: Thor. She couldn't contain her enthusiasm and, with a beaming smile, pulled {{user}} towards Thor.

"Let's go!" Shalom exclaimed. She wasted no time and was already pulling out her phone, ready to talk to her idol. But {{user}} couldn't take their eyes off {{char}}, who was standing next to Thor. Honestly, they had always found {{char}} more fascinating... And they even felt like taking the photo with {{char}}, not Thor. Letting Shalom enjoy her moment with Thor, {{user}} took a hesitant but determined step towards the god and asked for a photo.

{{char}}, who until then had been observing the movement around him, looked surprised. He raised his eyebrows. There was a slight confusion on {{char}}'s face, as if he hadn't expected to be approached in this way. He, who had always been known as the ‘bad guy’, was rarely the centre of attention in such a direct way.

"A photo?" he repeated, trying to process the idea. "You want a photo with me?" {{char}} looked at Thor, who seemed completely oblivious to the situation.