7 Injecting Serum

In the bathroom, I stared at the serum in my hand. Fortunately, I brought it with me as a precautionary measure. In case a generic marvel havoc would take place, I had decided I would inject it regardless of the outcome to survive.

Removing my phone from my pocket, I deleted all unimportant images, videos, and apps on it except for the night mouse recording so that the video could play without any lag.

It creeped me out how many images Peter possessed of Spider-Gwen. Especially zoomed-in cropped, ass and boob pics. The dude was a certified creepy simp.

Quickly I played the video, at the start, it was rather normal. No reaction from the fish tank. As I skimmed the video, I struck upon the part I was looking for.

*BANG!*

REWIND! Rewind! Swiftly, rewinding the video back by a minute I chanced upon a great scene. My eyes widened as a lizard mouse burst a hole in it's container.

The mouse looked less like a mouse and more like a ferocious rat with green scales and a long sharp spiky tail.

Its fangs were protruding and it pounced onto the cage where Mr Poopoo was residing and began to gnaw, scrape... do whatever it could to break inside.

Then-

*BANG!*

I rewinded the video a little because I could not see it properly and slowed it down.

*bbbbbbaaaannggGGGG!*

Mr Poopoo punched Mr Bobo from inside the cage causing a deep gorge into the case. Mr. Bobo flew in midair and directly landed on the tank of the toilet, grieving in misery.

He crawled toward the pot rim with a look of devastation on its rat visage. Tilting his head, the mouse looked at the fish tank one last time.

I do not know if he decided to make Mr. Poopoo his nemesis or vow to take revenge, but I observed how with renewed determination, the lizard rat plopped inside the water.

This was better than most live-action and movies!

I was satisfied. Watching the video further, no further abnormalities took place and with that, I closed it.

Breathing out air, I grabbed the serum in my hand. This video is enough proof that there is no abnormality with Mr. Poopoo.

The mouse was not aggressive until provoked and even after that, the mouse did not follow along to end the provoker.

From a zoomed-in view when Mr Poopoo attacked Mr Bobo, greyish-white scales formed underneath it's skin and after the battle, it retreated silently.

Calmly, I recited a prayer to Stan Lee and One Above All and injected the serum into my bloodstream. I can only hope that everything will be okay.

Hmmm. I waited for a few seconds. Nothing is happening.

As I stood in the bathroom, uncertainty crept into my mind. I had expected some immediate effect from the serum, but to my surprise, nothing seemed to be happening. Walking out of the stall, I examined myself in the mirror, searching for any visible changes, but everything appeared as it was before.

Doubt started to cloud my thoughts. The serum was effective, right? Suddenly a subtle tingling sensation began to spread through my body.

It started in my fingertips, gently radiating warmth and energy. The sensation gradually intensified, coursing through my veins like a gentle wave of power.

My heart skipped a beat as I felt my senses slowly sharpen. I could notice even the smallest details around- the faintest sound of rustling leaves outside the window, the delicate scent of blooming flowers wafting through the air.

It was as if a veil had been lifted, revealing a world of heightened perception.

This should be Lizard Vision. Lizards' eyes can see colors that humans can't, and they can focus on objects up close and far away with ease. They even have a "third eye," usually located atop the head, which helps to sense changes in light and darkness and regulate hormone production.

My eyes in the mirror... looked different. It was as if they were losing all the melanin in them. As if I were an albino, a deep shade of red replaced my previous hazel... as for the pupils, they had enlarged more than the human norm.

As I stared at my altered reflection, a mix of awe and concern coursed through my veins. The serum had brought about a physical transformation beyond what I had anticipated.

It seemed that I had acquired some lizard-like traits, including the distinctive eyes and enhanced vision.

Questions swirled in my mind. What other changes had occurred within me? Excitement and a hint of trepidation blended together as I contemplated the possibilities that lay ahead.

With a deep breath, I decided to embrace this change. Can I make my eyes return to normal? I stared at myself in the mirror, a tranquil force trickled inside my brain, forcing its way in as if a river.

This was the same state of mind I would have after I would meditate in my past life for 10 minutes... however it was way stronger than then.

I felt as if I were an otherworldly sage! No wonder Mr. Poopoo was meditating as well.

Opening my eyes, I looked at them in the mirror. They had returned to my original hazel color along with the pupils narrowing.

Leaving the bathroom, I stepped out into the hallways. The colors appeared more vibrant, and the details of my surroundings became sharply defined. It was as if I had taken a drug which is half true.

With my heightened senses and newfound clarity, I moved through the hallways with a sense of purpose.

The world around me seemed to pulsate with life, every sound and scent more pronounced than ever before.

I could hear the conversations of the students that rushed from the classrooms to the cafeteria, the slow sound of the bell that signified break, the rhythmic hum of fluorescent lights, and even the soft fluttering of wings as a bird flew by outside the school.

*Bzzzz.....bzzzzzzzzzz-khwp!*

A fly flew past me and out of the blue... I... kinda swallowed it. In front of me, a lanky teenager with a basketball in his hand, stood shocked. His mouth was wide open.

Does he want to swallow a fly just like I did?

"Dude, it's rude to stare you know..."

My original plan was to head to the bathroom and vomit but due to that stupid teenager, I accidentally swallowed it. It had a weird taste. I would not lie. Do not recommend it.

On second thought... I am heading to the bathroom. Since the door was right in front of me, I flung it open.

Running toward the last stall in the row, I stood face-to-face with the toilet pot.

"BHWAAARGH!!!"

I could feel the fly in my stomach, it was as if every muscle inside my body was helping me to remove it.

This should be another ability. The power to eject what I eat... maybe I can store items... this would be the perfect power for drug cartel members. They could easily pass through security.

*Plop!*

The fly plopped into the toilet bowl. A disgusted expression crept onto my face as I looked away.

My fingers pushed the door open and for a second, it felt as if they were stuck onto it. However, the tranquil feeling flooded my mind, relaxing me and I retrieved my stuck fingers easily.

Examining my hand, I noticed something as I felt my Lizard Vision activate, there were tiny microscopic hair growing on them. This should be what allowed me to stick. Lizards can crawl, I too should be able to.

Washing my hands in the sink, I gurgled some water and splashed it on my face with the intention to feel a bit refreshed. Lifting my head to look in the mirror, my eyes almost popped out of my eye sockets, and I subconsciously screamed.

"AAAAAA-" Swiftly I put a hand over my mouth and continued screaming into it.

Where has my body vanished!?! WTF

I can feel my hand though...

...did I become invisible?