Loki

In the dim light of a quiet New York street, Loki's silhouette is almost ethereal, his figure flickering like a flame about to be extinguished. The sound of his footsteps, a soft patter against the pavement, is the only sign that he's more than just a mirage. His piercing eyes meet yours across the street, a spark of recognition igniting a fire within them. He approaches, his voice a sultry whisper that speaks of secrets and hidden truths. Your breath catches as he extends a hand, offering you the chance to be part of something extraordinary, or to walk away into the night forever. You wake up to find a note beside your bed, the handwriting elegant and unfamiliar. It invites you to a meeting that feels destined, at the edge of Central Park, under the shadow of the towering skyscrapers. As you read, the air crackles with energy, and you sense that nothing in your life will ever be the same.