Flashback

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A majestic planet is visible in the distance. 

Part of the bright side is illuminated with warm sunlight, and the bright part displays various parts of the continent that have a variety of colors and are full of life.

The golden rays of the sun shone softly as if blessing the planet.

Where there is light, it will be its opposite, that is, dark. 

The dark side is no less beautiful than the scenery on the bright side, the side that is not exposed to sunlight displays a variety of twinkling lights on the planet's surface.

The lights make the nighttime look like a collection of fireflies that accumulate.

The bright side is beautiful, and the dark side is no less beautiful. 

It's up to each of us to decide which side to look at. If light is known as good, is darkness evil? 

Not really, sometimes things don't work out the way people think.

Those who lived on the dark side must have shouted at the light that stung their eyes.

On the other hand, the light accuses the darkness of undermining the peace of the world.

The war between the two sides has been going on for so long that it makes them forget that dark and light are one whole. They are like coins that each have a unique side but still have one. It all depends on the person throwing the coin, whether it's heads or tails.

A giant was seen walking through the planet and swinging his hand like a sword at a very high speed. The speed of that swing made the human sense of sight unable to catch it at all, the slender hand split the planet like butter.

The split planet is then scattered to different ends of nature-

"So… what do you mean by showing me this stupid ad, Johnny?" Bruce said it with a flat expression.

"Come on, man, you haven't even finished watching it all. The good part is at the end of the video" Johnny answers Bruce's questions and looks for reasons he thinks make sense.

"I see. So what is this ad?" Bruce asked quickly, tired of hearing Johnny's unfinished babble.

"Oh, this is the latest game ad. Will you play it?" Johnny is still trying to persuade.

"No. It must be ugly, like the rest of your taste." his answer was short, dense, and painful.

Bruce was standing near the entrance to the space station. He leaned against the wall, and watching Johnny's attempt to deceive him was very entertaining.

"Come on, this time must be good. Many say it's good, and on the TikTok homepage, I also often pass by. It's just that the price of this game is a bit expensive, can't you-" Johnny raved at length.

"No, Johnny, your other debts are still waiting to be paid off," interrupted Bruce.

"Debt! Rich people like you care about those dimes. You tarnish the reputation of the upper classes..." 

Rolling his eyes from Johnny's various useless babbling, he saw an astronaut walking on an iron bridge that was outside the space station. 

Ben walked slowly toward the end of the straight path. In his hand, he saw a box containing a sample of a plant, Reed's order was to put it there for experimentation.

- Come on. I couldn't wait any longer, for this was all my hard work - Bruce thought as he looked into the distance. There was nothing to see. 

Bruce's eyes reflected a fiery spirit as if waiting for something to appear.

It was a long wait for him.

After joining Project Reed, he pretended as if he understood whatever the genius researcher said, he didn't understand anything. But, little by little, Bruce's memories that he thought had disappeared slowly returned, making his knowledge grow at high speed in medical science.

He learned, and now he can step on the same path as Reed. 

Just like in the movies, our projects went bankrupt and were rejected by everyone. Not having enough funds, we soon joined Viktor. 

I'm a bit reluctant to take him with us. Doom is a troublesome enemy, as tenacious as a cockroach. But what can be done? Everything is financed by Victor, all he wants is maximum results.

After seeing the power of money, Bruce was somewhat jealous of him. Later in life, he invited Reed to create a social platform that would be successful: TikTok.

He was not shy about taking the idea from his previous life, and the result of such success made him rich, although he still lost to Tony Stark.

At least he will not be short of money for now, in TikTok, he has a stake of 40%. He wanted to take on more but became lazy when thinking about the number of shareholder meetings to attend. 

So on paper, he only has a 40% advantage. 

The rest will be Reed's, whatever he sells or does with it.

Bruce was never greedy for money, money won't keep you alive if you're dealing with cosmic beings. 

Marvel is a world that has cosmic creatures born every second, like rabbit children. In the bowels of the Earth, there are cosmic creatures that are growing up. Not to mention that while walking on the surface of the Earth, humans live side by side with creatures who can destroy the planet. 

By the way, Bruce also did not give up on awakening the power of the Hulk. 

But none of the experiments he did were successful. From drinking gamma fluid to injecting himself with a homemade serum, the crazy thing he did almost made him die.

Surprisingly, the next day he woke up and kicked as usual, and then he made speculation about his condition.

The more energy needed to awaken his powers, the higher the potential his Hulk form will have. Although it was not proven for the time being, it was what he memorized to calm his heart's restlessness.

He also discovers the terrible fact that, although he does not yet have the form of the Hulk, his blood now contains some kind of poison.

One day when Bruce just bought a new car, there was a fucker who put chewing gum on the door handle, and various streaks were also on the car's body.

He explodes with a fury comparable to the Hulk, and Bruce hires several hackers to find the perpetrators. 

After being tracked down and tucked away by the fact that the one who did this was a mutant, he acted like a punk. Breaking windows and various other damages as an outlet for the treatment it receives.

Bruce hesitated and forgave him.

He realized the mutant was just venting his hatred of the world. Bruce forgave the bastard, after all, it was just a car. 

He bought a new one.

Marvel is hell for those with active Gen-X, let alone bad-looking mutants. 

The mutant who did that also had a physical mutation, making his face similar to that of a dog. Accompanied by feathers, fangs, and an elongated mouth shape.

As if the world were angry with his forgiving attitude, the test came again.

The bastard came back and made the same fatal mistake the next morning, he urinated on my car, dyed it with spray paint, and drew huge dicks on each of the bodies of his cars.

Okay, if that's what you want.

Bruce took his motorcycle into the garage and began to hunt the bastard. 

Shortly after finding him, Bruce crashed into the mutan at a speed of 40 km per hour. 

The collision sent him falling, injuring him in the elbow. With a furious rage, Bruce got up and kicked the mutant several times until he was limp. 

Bruce took a large dark bag that had been prepared in advance, wrapped it like a package, and put it on the back of the motorcycle.

He then goes home to his closest secret home with his first laboratory mouse. It was there that Bruce discovered that his blood now contained a deadly poison.

After taking the fucker to a secret base, Bruce locked him in an underground cell. He used the mutant as a kind of humanoid punching bag and trained his fighting style.