Black Mask has committed a series of atrocious crimes, including:
Murders: Black Mask doesn't hesitate to eliminate those who stand in his way or represent a threat to his criminal interests. He has ordered numerous murders both inside and outside the world of organized crime.
Drug and weapons trafficking: As the leader of one of Gotham's most powerful crime families, Black Mask has been involved in drug and weapons trafficking, contributing to the violence and chaos in the city.
Extortion and blackmail: Using his influence and resources, Black Mask has extorted businessmen and politicians for profit and power. He has used coercion and intimidation to control those who might challenge him.
Kidnappings and torture: In his quest for dominance and revenge, Black Mask has kidnapped innocent people and subjected them to physical and psychological torture to obtain information or send a message to his enemies.
Money laundering and financial fraud: Black Mask has also been involved in illicit financial activities, including money laundering and fraud, to expand his criminal empire and conceal his illegal activities.
Black Mask is a ruthless and unscrupulous villain who doesn't hesitate to resort to violence and corruption to achieve his criminal goals in Gotham City. His crimes span a wide range of illegal activities, making him a constant threat to Batman and the city's security.
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Allen finished reading Black Mask's criminal record and looked at the man in front of him with a contemptuous smile.
"It seems we have a seasoned villain on our hands," said Allen, his tone sarcastic and disdainful.
Black Mask imagined he would be tortured in the worst possible way; this man gave off that vibe. Perhaps they would rip out his nails or flay him alive. He was no stranger to such methods, as he had done them many times himself.
"You don't have to pretend, Walker!" said Black Mask, his tone challenging, and his eyes flashed with violence. "I know who you are and what you've done. If you're going to kill me, just do it!"
Black Mask was not so weak-hearted. If he had to endure torture or die, he would, and he wouldn't give Allen the satisfaction of seeing him beg for his life.
"It's interesting that you're still here with your contacts. They should have set you free..." said Allen thoughtfully, completely ignoring Black Mask's words.
'He's not so easy... eh,' thought Black Mask. He wanted to gauge Allen's character and his patience limit, but he realized he couldn't easily provoke Allen.
Ivy approached and left a cup of tea for Allen on his desk.
"Thank you," Allen smiled at Ivy, surprising her. She didn't expect Allen to thank her for something like this. In fact, Allen gave the impression of being a piece of crap with an ego the size of a planet. Pamela thought for a moment and remembered what had happened between her and Allen an hour ago. She bit her lip, realizing she might have judged Allen too quickly.
"It's nothing... boss," Ivy replied a little embarrassed. She's not used to being helpful, and it causes a strange tingling in her stomach that Allen is being kind to her.
Gwen and Harley smirked mockingly. Ivy, noticing this, coughed and walked away, trying to hide her embarrassment.
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Allen also thought Ivy was acting quite cute. After watching her leave the office and return to work, his attention turned back to Black Mask.
"I'm not here to beat you up; Batman has done that many times. I'm not here to talk about your feelings; a psychologist can do that," Allen looked Black Mask in the eyes, his voice becoming graver. "My job is to turn you into an ordinary person, not someone exemplary or good, just to make you stop being a villain."
Upon hearing what Allen said, Black Mask was stunned and then laughed. "Hahahahah!" Roman's eyes locked onto Allen. "Do you know what I've done?! Do you know who I am?! Are you trying to evangelize me?! That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!"
Gwen grabbed Black Mask's head and slammed it onto Allen's desk.
"No one gave you permission to speak!" she said with disdain for the criminal. She forgave the first time Black Mask acted like this, but this time she made sure to make him understand that he has no rights here.
The blow was so strong that the wooden desk almost collapsed; Black Mask's nose broke, and he began to bleed inside his mask, but he still maintained a defiant attitude.
"Hahaha, that's right, this is violence, a language I speak! Everyone talks about it here! The madness in this place is impossible to cure! They can only accept that we are monsters and pray that we don't get out!"
"Honey, I can break this guy's legs!" Harley pouted, she was also annoyed by Black Mask's arrogance towards her Daddy.
"I told you to shut up..." Gwen said sternly while looking dangerously at Black Mask. This time the man lowered his attitude because he felt that Gwen would truly crush his head if he continued to act this way.
Meanwhile, Allen paid no attention to Black Mask's words. His eyes were terrifyingly calm. This chilled Black Mask's skin more than threats and violence because it indicated that in Allen's eyes, he couldn't do anything.
"It's true," Allen stood up and walked to a side door in the office. "To be honest, I'm not entirely sure if I can do it. I mean, I could use a neuralyzer and rewrite all your memories, I could put a curse on you or a contract so that you can't commit crimes for the rest of your life."
'What is this guy saying?!' Black Mask broke into a cold sweat. 'Erase my memories?! Curse?! Contract?!' Black Mask remembered what Allen did to Scarecrow. 'It's true, there's no way to know what this man is, I don't even know if he's human!'
Allen touched the doorknob, and it slowly opened, letting in an intense light that filled the office.
"But if there's one thing I have in abundance, it's creativity," Allen smiled brightly. "Let me try it my way; perhaps you'll be pleasantly surprised..."
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In the Marvel world, several things happened since Allen synchronized the time of both worlds. One of those stories occurred after Allen closed the stream.
Anna Marie, known as Rogue by her friends, was tired because she had just finished a very difficult online exam. However, she was confident about passing the exam, as lately, she has been putting effort into studying. Not that she didn't before, but over the months confined, she felt like everything was losing its meaning, and her motivation was fading away.
"I think the professors go all out when it's exam time."
Studying online has its advantages and disadvantages. The advantages include the freedom to study, and deciding when and how you do it, and the disadvantages are the same: excessive freedom lets people's lazy nature out and often causes them to lose focus and procrastinate studying until the limit.
"I would have failed if I kept up at this pace..." Rogue said somewhat dejectedly.
Rogue's life was destroyed the day she discovered that she could never touch other people without killing them. But now there's a glimmer of hope; she looked out the window, remembering her conversation with Rebecca.
*Rogue's POV*
Rebecca HC (Harem's Chat): A power that doesn't allow you to touch others sounds like shit hahaha.
Rogue HC: Don't laugh, you little green!
There was a conversation with her where I introduced the problem hypothetically, what would happen if someone with a power like mine could steal Allen's abilities, could they destroy the world?
Rebecca HC: Tsk, lately you've become arrogant, and I like it hahaha... but I wouldn't worry. If that "someone" with that power existed, they couldn't steal Allen's abilities... I can't tell you why. Also, since someone like that is so dangerous, Allen would end up taking that power away from them.
Rogue HC: ALLEN CAN DO THAT?!
Hearing that, something inside me exploded in euphoria and a ray of hope.
Rebecca HC: Relax, girl... mmm well, I've seen him change abilities easily, whether it's sealing or eliminating an ability or power, even if it's not his own. It shouldn't be impossible for him. My master is incredible and has a big di*k! hahahahaha
Rogue, HC: ...
I dropped my phone and knelt like a puppet whose strings were cut. Tears slowly welled up in my eyes. It's true, Allen has done things that border on the absurd. He's defeated many apocalypses and crossed to other worlds. If anyone can rid me of this hellish power, it's him!
I pinned all my hopes on that and eagerly await the day I can ask for his help. However, a part of me is nervous. I don't want to seem like an opportunistic and persuasive woman, and I don't want my relationship with him to be based on pity.
That's why I decided to listen to Rebecca and... try to get his attention... to get along with him first. I don't know, that also sounds like convenience, but regardless of whether he can help me, I wanted to get to know him before... damn it.
I went to the mirror in my room. Lately, I've been sleeping well and eating healthily. My skin has improved, and my dark circles have disappeared. The foundation is good already, even if it sounds like I'm a narcissistic bitch. Maybe I should do some exercise? I've always been told I have a big butt. Is that good or bad?
Allen... my thoughts drifted... and for a moment, I imagined him in my room... then holding me from behind...
No!!
It's all the fault of those DC bitches. Allen wasn't that kind of... pervert. Now he seems more like a womanizer than before... damn it, my face is red.
*End of POV*
She wanted to take a shower, but first, she cleaned her room. Even if she didn't want to go out because of her trauma and her powers, she has recently put a little more emphasis on a healthier way of living. She even goes out to her balcony every day to soak up the sun.
*Message*
Rogue checked her phone, and it was Rebecca, who coincidentally had filled her thoughts a while ago. She smiled; she had formed a good friendship with the peculiar and violent girl.
"Rogue, help me!"
Upon reading the message, Rogue was startled and almost dropped her phone. She hurriedly read because if something happened to her friend. But to her surprise, she received a video call from Rebecca, who was on the floor wrapped in a bathrobe.
"What are you doing?" Rogue rolled her eyes and asked the violent girl.
"I thought after a little rest, I would be fine, but it wasn't like that. My legs gave out of nowhere, and I fell to the ground; now I can't get up!" Rebecca complained, feeling her entire lower body numb and sore.
"Huh? And what were you doing to end up in this situation?!" said Rogue, concerned. She couldn't understand how someone could hurt Rebecca like this, after all, the girl was capable of taking out an armed SWAT squad by herself.
"Well..." Rebecca didn't hide anything and began to recount her experience.
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"Shut up!" Rogue shouted, interrupting Rebecca with a completely red face. "You almost made me throw my phone out the window!"
Rebecca told her everything that happened at the party and how she had relations with Allen all night. However, she was very specific with all the details. After hearing what happened in the first hour with Allen with a red face, Rebecca recounted that it all got even stranger; the acts and poses Allen did would embarrass a prostitute.
'I just couldn't listen anymore; my fragile and pure heart would be tainted!'
"Hahaha, you asked, and that was only half of it..." Rebecca said proudly.
"Shut up, Where are you?!"
Even after all that, Rogue still wanted to help Rebecca if she really couldn't walk.
"Oh? Aren't you supposed to be unable to go out because of your anxiety?" Rebecca responded, ignoring Rogue's nervousness.
"I... had forgotten, my social anxiety is an impediment, and how the hell am I going to get to New York from here?! Wait, Rebecca, if you know I can't go, why did you call me, and not someone else?"
"Hm? Well, to chat for a while, you know, being a fictional character that shouldn't exist is problematic, I don't exactly have many acquaintances, although I don't need them. I have enough with Allen, his women, my colleagues, and a good friend named Rogue."
Rogue was moved by her words, and her anger disappeared. "I see..."
Putting aside her feelings, Rogue wanted to ask about Rebecca's origin, but the last time she did, Rebecca said she should ask Allen if she wanted to know how Rebecca ended up in his world.
To be honest, Rogue's relationship with Allen Walker is superficial; they haven't even talked properly. He still thinks she's a player with a very peculiar Ghost skin. If it weren't for Rebecca who constantly mentions her, Allen could forget about her.
"I have to change that!"
"Do your best, Rogue; you're cute. I don't think it will be difficult to get Allen's attention, especially if you show him your backside~"
"Shut up!"
"Hahahaha!"
Rogue felt that Rebecca was right. She didn't think she and Allen were strangers; Rebecca included her in Allen's contacts, and he didn't block her, showing that he didn't mind talking to her at some point.
'Plus, I was invited to the HC private chat, whatever that abbreviation means. I can say it's very exclusive because not even Allen's friends are there. I think it's just for women or something, it doesn't matter, even if I don't have a great relationship with him, it doesn't mean we're strangers.'
However, she didn't feel confident enough to tell him to confide in her. She sighed and got up from the chair where she was sitting, she talked to Rebecca for a while until she recovered and could get up from sleep.
She hung up the call and took a shower. Rogue watched as the water fell while she prayed, "God, you have tortured me enough with this curse, I ask that everything goes well with Allen, that's all, even if he can't save me, please don't ruin our relationship."
Rogue got out of the shower and changed. At that moment, she heard the doorbell, "It must be the pizza I ordered..."
She put on her clothes and gloves, making sure she was well-covered to avoid even the slightest risk of contact with anyone else.
*Ding Dong*
She went downstairs somewhat fearfully and opened the door. The doorbell rang again. "I'm coming!" she shouted, somewhat nervous.
Before opening, she took a look through the peephole and opened her eyes confusedly at the visitor she saw.
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