A single blue flare tears open the darkness, and the world changes forever. In the dead of night at a remote research facility, alarms stutter as a cold, otherworldly light pours from the Tesseract. Agents sprint toward the breach, but it’s too late. Loki, the God of Mischief, steps through with a thin, knowing smile.
This is how a legend begins, not with a cartoonish clash, but with intimate,...
