Marvel: Master Of Role-Playing

Inside the lab, the unconscious child was already strapped to the operating table.

Norman personally handled the experiment, drawing the black and white serum into a syringe.

The child's parents stood anxiously nearby.

Norman had tried to get them to wait outside, but they refused, insisting on staying to witness their child's reaction. He didn't want to waste more time on trivial matters, so he proceeded with the experiment.

First, anesthesia. To prevent excessive reactions, the child's limbs were numbed, ensuring there was no chance of struggling.

Next, Norman secured the syringe to a specialized device. The machine precisely guided the needle, slowly positioning it over the child's heart.

The instrument lowered and the thin needle pierced the beating heart with surgical accuracy, without causing any damage.

"Now, the injection begins."

Norman pressed a button on the control panel. The serum inside the syringe flowed slowly into the child's body.

From the heart outward, the black and white energy spread through the bloodstream, coursing into every limb.

Thump. Thump.

Suddenly, everyone in the lab heard what sounded like the beating of a drum. It took them a moment to realize—it was the child's heartbeat, reverberating through his chest and reaching their ears.

"Mr. Osborn, what's happening? How is my child?"

The father didn't rush forward but instead asked anxiously. Norman, who had been frowning, slowly relaxed as the steady rhythm of the heartbeat continued.

"It worked…"

"It worked?"

The couple exchanged glances, their faces lighting up with excitement.

"Don't celebrate just yet. This is only the first stage of success."

Norman felt the urge to smile, but he forced himself to remain calm.

According to his research, two vials of serum were needed to bring out the full effects. Right now, the child's heartbeat had become stronger, his physical condition had improved, but he still hadn't regained consciousness.

In his mind, this meant the serum's power had yet to reach its peak.

So, he decided to administer the second vial.

At this time, if Norman had simply stopped, ensuring the child's survival, it would have been enough to prove that his project was halfway to success. It would have been sufficient to establish him as a leader with both administrative and scientific prowess.

But he was impatient.

The pressure that Reid, playing the role of Luthor, had placed on him was overwhelming.

It left no room for hesitation. The moment Norman saw an opportunity, he would seize it, no matter the cost.

So, he chose to continue. For the sake of greater success, he took an even bigger risk.

"Norman! Are you in the lab?!"

Otto's voice came from outside. Norman immediately realized he had to act fast.

If Otto arrived, he would definitely stop him from injecting the second vial. And if that happened, his path to success would be completely blocked.

Without hesitation, Norman abandoned the precision of the machine. He grabbed the second vial and manually injected the serum straight into the child's heart.

And that was when everything went wrong.

Maybe he injected the serum too quickly. Maybe his hands lacked the precision of a machine. Whatever the reason, something went wrong with the child's heart.

A surge of immense black and white energy burst uncontrollably from the child's body.

"AHHH!!!"

The searing pain jolted the unconscious child awake. He let out a bloodcurdling scream as the energy within him spiraled out of control, exploding outward and destroying the surrounding lab equipment.

'Impossible. How could this happen? He was stable just moments ago.'

Panic gripped Norman. This was beyond anything he had expected.

During animal trials, there had been cases of energy loss of control, but never at such a devastating scale.

He tried to intervene. But the moment he stepped forward, a bolt of black and white lightning struck his thigh.

"AHH!"

The blast didn't shatter bone, but it tore straight through his leg, sending him crashing to the ground.

The pain was excruciating, but more than that, fear paralyzed him. He no longer had the courage to move closer. Instead, he turned and scrambled toward the exit.

The child's parents, however, didn't run.

Hearing their child's agonized screams, they were overcome with grief. Parental instinct overrode their fear. Ignoring the danger, they rushed to his side.

The father endured the pain of his arm being pierced by lightning, forcing himself to remain standing as he gazed at his son.

"Son, what's wrong? Don't be afraid. Mom and Dad are here."

Meanwhile, Norman had finally crawled out of the lab. As he looked up, he saw Otto sprinting down the hallway toward him.

"Otto… hss… you're here."

"Norman, what the hell have you done?"

Before Norman could answer, another disaster struck.

The parents refused to leave, but the child had already reached his limit.

"Dad… Mom… I… it hurts so much…"

The raging black and white energy inside him spiraled further out of control, reaching its breaking point.

In an instant, light engulfed the entire lab. The force shattered even the reinforced glass, sending razor-sharp shards flying through the air.

Otto barely had time to grab Norman and dive to the ground, shielding them both.

When the explosion subsided, the parents were gone.

Nothing remained, not flesh, not blood. The overwhelming energy had reduced them to nothingness.

The child, now completely alone, had witnessed it all. His mind, overwhelmed by the trauma and lingering anesthetic, gave in. He slipped back into unconsciousness.

"Norman… you…"

Otto staggered to his feet. He wanted to say something, but before he could, the sound of applause echoed down the corridor.

They turned.

Reid was strolling toward them slowly, with a smile on his face.

"Magnificent. Absolutely magnificent."

"Luthor?"

"Damn you, Luthor!"

Otto's gaze was complicated. He knew Luthor must have foreseen all of this. But could he blame him?

No. This was Norman's doing.

Norman, however, had no such reservations. His eyes burned with hatred.

This wasn't just a failed experiment. This was the complete and utter collapse of his project.

His reckless ambition had cost two lives, leaving behind a newly orphaned child.

If no one had witnessed it, he could have covered it up. But with Luthor here, this would be the final nail in his coffin.

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