(Victor: POV)
As the red swirl of mist, and the light of the spell circle, died down I found myself right back where I started.
My personal laboratory within Castle Doom.
Seeing that was the case I stepped out of the spell circle and then sealed it.
Not only in case Mephisto tried to use it to fuck with me, but also so nothing else could use it to fuck with me. Given how many horrifying interdimensional beings there are out there.
Once the spell circle was locked down I used my magic and sent my armor back to its clear display case in the corner.
After I did so I headed over to my desk to review some paperwork in regards to the production of two new inventions I have just finished.
The first is a gas mask which can detect heartbeats.
The second is the Medi-gel from the Mass Effect series. I have recreated it. Which with my brain power was easy to do.
Plus the Mass Effect franchise doesn't exist in this reality so there will no issues in regards to copyrights and the like.
Seeing that all the paperwork was in order I nodded.
It means soon the production of the two products will begin, and once this happens Latveria will be raking in the cash.
Well even more.
Since after I became king I made it so the ICER and medical scanner I created while in the United States are now exclusively produced in Latveria.
Which will be the same for the other two inventions I have created.
Why you ask?
Simple.
Money.
Latveria desperately needs it.
Given how Vladimir and his regime completely destroyed the countries economy while they were still in power.
It's a wonder there was even an economy left after those bastards butchered Latveria finances.
Hence the need for fast cash in flow, so that my nations economy not not only stabilize but grow.
And what better way than producing exclusive and highly sought after products?
Finishing up reviewing the paperwork I filed it away.
Just as I did my technopathy alerted me to the arrival of three Doombots I had dispatched to gather certain items for me.
Let's see what they've got.
Looking up I leaned back in my chair as those three specific Doombots entered my laboratory.
"Alright then. Show me what you've got." I told them.
When I did the first one stepped up and produced several small vials.
The vials themselves containing Pym Particles.
Because honestly I think Hank Pym is a fool for not using this invention to change the world.
The Pym Particle could've revolutionized health care, physics, space travel, infrastructure, etc.
Yet all its creator did was use it to play hero.
I'm not saying Hank didn't do good work. I'm saying he could've done more.
Oh well.
You snooze you lose.
Don't worry Hank I'll put the Pym Particle to better use for the world's sake in your place.
Much more than that self-absorbed idiot Darren Cross ever could.
Though I am curious to see how Hank's daughter would use the Pym Particle if the man wasn't so closed off to them.
Also yes, I said daughters. As in plural.
Since in this Marvel Universe Hank has two children.
The first is Hope Pym from the MCU.
While the second is his daughter from the comics, Nadia.
Seems in this reality a few years after Janet "died" Hank ended up getting together with a woman name Maria Trovaya. Then long story short Maria ends up getting pregnant, decides to keep the child, then dies in childbirth.
Leaving Hank to raise two daughters alone.
Though from the information I have they have both turned okay. Seems they both inherited their father's genius.
So now we have two contenders for the title of Wasp running around.
I can't wait to see how that turns out.
Moving on.
After inspecting the vials of Pym Particles I nodded.
Seeing this the Doombot who stepped forward retrieved them, and then went to put them into proper containment.
Since I do not things suddenly growing and shrinking. Including myself.
After the first Doombot with the Pym Particle vials stepped away the second Doombot stepped up and presented me with two vials of blood.
The blood itself belonging to Isaiah Bradley.
The US second successful super soldier who they never acknowledged publicly simply because of the color of his skin.
Sad.
So anyway, I wanted samples of his blood so that I could re-create my own variant of the SS serum.
Not for me of course.
I'm perfectly happy as I am right now with my armor, magic, and Extremis-based powers.
No the SS serum wouldn't be for me but for my comrades. Present and future.
Of course I could just give them the Extremis-serum I created but I like having options.
After checking out the vials of blood I handed them back to the second Doombot who went to go put them into storage.
Once this occured the last of the three Doombots stepped up. It then presented me with a hard drive and two clear cylindrical containers. Each own containing a spider.
The two spiders themselves being from Oscorp batch of genetically engineered spiders Richard Parker made before he disappeared and went into hiding.
Since I've found traces of the man being alive, and am in the process of tracking him down.
Not only for his scientific expertise, but for the brownie points I'll get with Peter upon returning him with his daddy.
Oh and speaking of the future wall-crawler he's the spitting image of Tom Holland but was born the same year as he was in the Andrew Garfield films.
Which means by the time canon gets into full swing we'll have an older Peter Parker running around.
Also yes, pun intended.
In addition the aunt May in this reality is the young hot one from the MCU.
Something I salute them for doing.
Uncle Ben is also young in this reality.
Now, as to the reasons I had the Doombot collect these two spiders it's because I want to unlock their secrets and be able to use them to create my own spider-based super powered individuals.
Since the powers of Spiderman are nothing to sneeze at. Especially the powers of other spider people like Miles Morales and Miguel O'Hara.
Two of my favorite spider people by the way.
So yeah, having access to those kind of abilities would be amazing.
As for the hard drive it contains a complete record of all information on the Oscorp Industries servers and from Normans personal one.
Since I would love to see what that company is currently working on.
Considering my plans pertaining to Norman Osborn.
Seeing the spiders and hard drive I nodded.
I then reached for the drive, and commanded the last Doombot to place the spiders in proper containment using my technopathy.
As it moved to do this I stood up from my desk and headed over to a workstation, where I plugged up the hard drive and immediately began delving into its content.
Upon doing so I found Oscorp was working on the OZ formula, the exo-suit and glider from the Tobery Macgurie Spiderman films, the exo-suit's from the Amazing Spiderman films, and even the GR-27 from the Insomniac Spider-Man game. They are also getting ready to assist Dr. Otto Octavious with the construction and production of his artificial sun.
Learning all this and more I nodded.
Then after I finished my review of the data on the hard drive I started working on several of my own projects.
Including three I can't wait to see come to fruition.
Project Primarchs.
Project Cabal.
And finally Project Sovereign.
Though despite my excitement to see my projects turn into reality I know rushing will do no good.
That's why I am going to move steadily and methodically.
So that when all is said and done Doom stands above all others.
It's a day I can't wait for.
As I continued working I suddenly stopped when I heard a knock on my lab doors.
So when I did I turned to face it and when it opened up Kristoff was standing there.
"Yes Kristoff. Are you okay?' I spoke.
"I am father." Kristoff replied.
Since he had decided to start calling me that ever since I formally adopted him.
"I just came to inform you it's time for breakfast." He said.
"Ah, I see." I replied. "Understood." I said.
I then stopped working before putting everything in order and then leaving my lab with Kristoff. So we could go enjoy a family breakfast.
An event I want to be a part of.
Which is why I told Kristoff, and the others close to me, to come and interrupt me for such things unless the task I'm working on is deathly important.
Since I want to spend time with those I care for.
I will not become some neglectful man who prioritizes his own interest over his family and friends
I mean it's not like I'm Reed Richards or Vegeta from the Dragon Ball series.
No, I am Victor Werner Von Doom.
A man who cares.
So that is why it's now family time.
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