[Secret lab]
This room had been his hideout for the last four years, a discreet haven where his personal goals combined with his scientific curiosity. The shelves, crammed with the experiments and papers that documented his journey, served as quiet records of his unyielding dedication.
The room was softly lit by the calm blue glow of the monitors as Bruce stood in front of the intricate arrangement of vials, microscopes, and other equipment that occupied his hidden laboratory. His narrowed gaze centered on the newest concoction he was holding—a substance infused with potentially remarkable abilities.
While he carefully tweaked the parameters of the most recent experiment, the room filled with the quiet hum of machinery. The serum was a synthesis of cutting-edge chemicals and painstakingly examined genetic information, and he attempted to imitate the famous super soldier serum from the Marvel universe.
Making such a serum was a challenge even for someone like him. He had to become stronger than everyone as fast as possible.
Every failure had been a lesson learned, every obstacle a step closer to the big discovery he was looking for. Strength, speed, and endurance may all be increased with the serum, but he needed to make sure the formula did not have any unwanted side effects, and that it would not create a monster.
He glanced at his watch. 12:28 a.m.
"Jarvis, synthesize the new formula..." Bruce said as he finished typing in the details on the computer.
"Yes, Mr. Wayne," came the automated voice of the AI system.
He stood up rubbing his eyes as a yawn escaped his lips. There was no time to waste; he still had a lot of work to do. He put the vial inside the synthesizer and walked to his desk in the back of the laboratory. It would take a few hours before he could see the result of this attempt. He stretched his arms as he sat down.
"How about we watch some of that movie?"
"Excellent choice, sir," Jarvis responded.
A hologram emerged from the table showing the streaming platform. It had been a long time since he had done anything fun, well other than some special moment with his girlfriend. This would be a welcome distraction. His mind has been in disarray for the last four years trying to figure out the missing piece of the puzzle. Although he remembers the formula, there were still some components that were not known to him.
It was like an endless search for an unknown treasure, but he would not give up, not when he was so close to finding what he was looking for.
Bruce scrolled through the list of series and movies while humming a tune when he came across a movie title, "Let's check this out... Hot Tub Time Machine."
"A classic," he muttered to himself as he leaned back in his chair. He had time-traveled thrice back in the Marvel world while trying to stop Thanos, but he was interested to see how the humans of this world imagined it.
The movie started and Bruce began to get more comfortable in his seat. He was now more interested in the story rather than the science.
As the movie went on, he felt his eyes getting heavier. The lack of sleep was finally catching up to him. He slowly drifted away to the world of dreams.
His dreams were always the same, filled with endless nights of darkness. This time, it was different.
In his dream, Bruce found himself in a luxurious room decorated with an elaborate mixture of gold and wood, giving it an ancient vibe.
"Wow! What the fuck? It feels so real!" He touched his face, and he felt his own skin, his very own fingertips as if he was actually there.
The bed he was lying on was huge, probably the size of his laboratory. His nose was filled with a soft and sweet scent, as if he was surrounded by a cloud of roses. The aroma was soothing and calming, relaxing every muscle in his body.
The room was basking in a warm glow, lit by a combination of candles and dim lamps. The light illuminated the large and spacious room and Bruce could see a small window covered with soft curtains.
"Huh?" He felt something heavy around his legs.
"Mummm~"
He heard a moan coming from under his blanket, near his crotch area. Bruce moved the blanket and saw a naked woman lying there with her head buried between his legs, sleeping soundly.
"Wha-?!" His mind was still hazy as he tried to process what was happening.
Bright purple hair, sparking with lightning, but surprisingly not hurting him in any way. He touched it gently and it felt so soft, like silk in his hand. The lightning flickered, but he was fine as it did not electrocute him. He glanced at his surroundings once again, and then he looked back at the naked woman. This was not his bedroom, and she was definitely not Selina. It was as if he had seen her in a dream before, but couldn't remember where.
"Wait a minute! Who is this girl?"
He rubbed his temples trying to remember, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall anything.
"Uggh... Why am I thinking so much? This must be one of those freaking dreams, right?" He let out a long sigh as he decided to relax, but quickly regained his composure. "But then again... I have never had a dream this realistic!" He stared at the woman.
He was not the type to fall for a stranger, but he couldn't help but stare at her naked figure. Her body was gorgeous, with perfect proportions, and her soft skin had an unearthly glow to it. It was almost like she was some kind of magical being. She was sleeping so peacefully, her breathing calm and steady.
Her breasts were full and round, and they were pressed against his legs. Her warm breath tickled his skin, sending a tingling sensation throughout his body. He gulped as he felt his cock hardening.
It was hard not to get aroused in this situation, even though it was not the best timing. He could feel the heat rising in his body and the lustful urges overcoming him. He wanted to touch her, to feel her soft skin against his, to hear her moans as he explored every inch of her body. But, Selina! His mind began to think of his girlfriend and he immediately felt guilty about his arousal. He tried to resist the temptation, but the more he looked at the woman, the harder it became.
"I-I better wake up..."
"Mummm... " She mumbled something as she stirred and slowly opened her eyes. She looked at him with sleepy eyes and smiled.
"Oh! Hello, Jack" Her voice was soft and melodious.
'Jack! How the fuck does she knows my real name?' Bruce thought to himself as his heart skipped a beat.
"Ahhh! Um... Good morning?" he replied nervously, unsure what to say in this situation.
She crawled up and snuggled close to him, resting her head on his chest and wrapping her arms around him.
"Ok, first thing first, how do you know my real name?" He asked in a firm tone.
"Haha! Why are you so tense, love?" She giggled as she caressed his face.
Her touch felt so good, sending jolts of electricity down his spine. She is a mature woman, or some call them milf, with an angelic face, a beauty that is not found in this world. Her eyes were filled with love and passion, and her lips curled into a smile. Bruce's heart pounded loudly in his chest as he tried to remain calm.
"Awww... You are so cute when you are nervous, love." She kissed him on the cheek.
He could smell her sweet breath as it filled his nostrils. It was intoxicating and made his mind go blank. His body trembled as she moved closer to him, pressing her soft lips against his. He closed his eyes as her tongue slipped into his mouth and her hands roamed his body. Her touch was electrifying and sent shivers down his spine.
He grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away from him, breaking the kiss. "I said, how do you know my real name?" Bruce repeated his question as his gaze locked with hers. 'Fuck! That felt awesome and all, but I need to know... This is like that time when I was in a coma...'
The purple head pointed at his ring finger where the lightning ring of Makluans or Mandarin's ring is. It was glowing with a purple hue.
"Huh?!" Bruce narrowed his brows as the realization hit him, "Wait! No way! You are..."
"The lightning warrior's spirit or so they called me... Name long forgotten... Hmmm~"
"Spirit of the ring... Then, where are we? Is this the spirit world?" he asked in a hurried tone.
"Nope. Inside the ring," She whispered softly while gently rubbing his chest. "Oh, how much I have missed the sense of touch and love... It has been so long..."
'The inside of the ring?! Am I trapped in here?' He wondered.
"No, you are not trapped in here," She replied as if she could read his mind.
"This place was supposed to be sealed to prevent us from going out. Those dragon-blooded bastards made this place, the cylinders, the rings, you know? They used us to siphon our powers to attain immortality. Collect the ten rings and become immortal, what a bunch of shitheads!" She spat. "As if they were capable enough to wield our power... thought sealing us away would help them control our power..."
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