New York.
Today, the Dragonborn is once again doing his daily retirement workout.
Pick a few enemies to beat up. That's good muscle training.
Pick a few places to rob. That's good agility training.
As a veteran Skyrim player, he lives by the motto: leave nothing behind and leave nothing standing.
So nobody knows how the armor in Iron Man's house disappeared...
And nobody knows how the Tesseract in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s possession disappeared, either...
There are too many things people don't know.
Like how they'll never figure out why the Dragonborn vanishes whenever he crouches.
Or where he keeps pulling all those strange things from.
Thanos is also rather puzzled.
Who was it that hit him over the head from behind???
The Dragonborn has only one thing to say about these mysteries: Ah, what a lovely day
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So strange, so uncomfortable to look at
I just saw it yesterday and stopped updating it today? How to survive?