p data-p-id="05a24355a5d5d14cce6a4ca1a03ff460"strongThe battle of New York was lost. The Avengers dead. And the Chitari in control. Humankind hid in the dark little corners of their world, hoping not to be found. /strongbr /strongGenerations were born and killed, old age wasn't an option, and the world forgot about the hope it once had. About green grass and blue sky, about long lives and peaceful childhoods. All they could remember was how to survive. /strongbr /strongBut there was a way out. A way to end the madness. Despite the price to pay, mankind wanted this way out. But they could not find it, no matter how hard they looked. Eventually they gave up, but they never forgot. Hoping that one day, someone would find the way out. /strong/p
