American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

363. The Bald Man.

Time, space, reality—

These are not linear relationships.

Instead, they are like a prism of endless possibilities. Any small change can lead to unexpected alterations in reality.

The Wasteland.

A universe once destined for extinction has now been reborn. This is thanks to a group of heroes from other universes. However, for those who have just arrived here, the Wasteland is far from a benevolent place.

Bruce Banner.

In other universes, he is a respected hero.

Bruce Banner was once a brilliant scientist. Growing up in a dysfunctional family, he suffered constant abuse from his father, which eventually led to mental illness. This, too, laid the groundwork for his future.

As an adult, Bruce Banner was determined to dedicate his life to science. During an experiment gone wrong, he was exposed to gamma radiation, which awakened a long-buried dark persona within him—the Hulk.

In this universe, Bruce Banner has been fully overtaken by his dark persona. He violated his cousin She-Hulk, forcing her to bear countless descendants carrying Hulk's blood, and established the Hulk Gang.

After all the heroes on Earth were defeated, Bruce Banner killed Abomination and seized his territory, becoming one of the most powerful forces in the Wasteland.

At least, for now.

Now, a former hero has become a dark and terrifying ruler. For those who have arrived from another universe, Bruce Banner is their worst nightmare. This will be an unprecedented scene in the multiverse.

The newcomers have already been surrounded by members of the Hulk Gang. Among them, the only hero capable of protecting these people is Batwing from another universe. Though he has exceptional combat skills and a technologically advanced suit, these are far from enough against the Hulk Gang members, whose strength and defenses are unparalleled.

I know what fate awaits these people. Before Bruce Banner arrives, this will be the last moment of peace in their lives.

For the Earthlings who endured two years of suffering in a foreign world, the hope they were just given has been replaced by despair. They won't understand what all of this means for the universe.

Yes, I could help them. I could save them.

But I cannot.

I cannot interfere in this newly born world, created by a cosmic catastrophe.

As for the mastermind behind all these phenomena…

He is still trying to figure out how to truly control this newly born universe.

"Cough, cough."

In the House of Mystery, Alex leaned back in his chair, trying to recover the magic within his body. To control an entire timeline requires an unimaginable amount of energy.

For this, he must immerse himself fully into the sea of magic, summoning greater power to help him with the difficult task of bending the timeline. However, at this moment, Alex could no longer hold back.

"Dude… you know I can hear you muttering over there, right?"

With his eyes barely open, Alex slowly turned his head toward the shadows in the room.

Following his gaze, he could faintly see a bald man in a blue robe with eyes shining like lightbulbs, staring at him from the pitch darkness.

"You can't—or at least, you shouldn't."

The bald man paused slightly, but soon returned to a neutral expression.

"You're the Watcher, aren't you?"

Alex took a deep breath, and a raven flew down from above the hall, landing on top of a bookshelf and curiously observing the two men below.

"Seems you're far more 'unique' than I initially thought."

"So, you've been watching me, haven't you?"

Alex stood up and looked directly at the Watcher across from him, a mysterious glint flashing in his eyes.

Having been in this world for so long, this was his first direct encounter with the Watcher, an exceptionally unique group.

Saying he wasn't nervous would be a lie—these ancient mystics each wielded incredible power. Although they called themselves Watchers and swore never to interfere with any reality, there was no guarantee they wouldn't stir up some trouble. After all, unlike others who influenced the multiverse, Alex was a true "transmigrator," someone who had genuinely crossed over into this world.

Initially, his actions here were relatively harmless, just helping to solve some issues and then moving on. But later, he tore open the fabric of an entire timeline's reality.

Even now, the polluted universe was lying dormant in his own space.

What's more, he intended to establish the Wasteland as an independent timeline, and who knew if the Watcher would intervene.

Even if this Watcher didn't personally take action, he could potentially summon a bunch of multiversal Avengers to come and cause trouble. That would be hard for Alex to handle.

Just as Alex was feeling a bit uneasy, the Watcher's next words stunned him.

"In fact, I only just became aware of your existence."

The Watcher spoke with a calm tone and expression, yet his words conveyed a hint of surprise.

"I have witnessed countless universes vanish, yet before now, I never sensed your arrival. I can neither see your past nor your future."

Alex furrowed his brows, his feelings a mix of confusion and intrigue.

Given the Watcher's status and power, he had no reason to lie. This meant his words were true: the Watcher could not see through the mystery of Alex's transmigration. After a pause, Alex couldn't help but ask, "So, even the events in the Ruins Universe—you can't see those?"

"In my vision, the Ruins Universe has never appeared."

The Watcher responded briefly, his expression betraying nothing of any hidden knowledge.

"That's interesting. So, why are you here? Are you here to stop me from remaking the Wasteland Universe?"

Alex pressed further.

"No, I'm merely here because, in the endless void, I sensed a unique stream of information that led me to this place. Until now, I hadn't expected you would notice my presence."

At this, the Watcher raised his head to glance at the raven perched on the bookshelf, preening its feathers, and continued.

"Of course, if it were another Watcher, they would naturally be able to see me as I am aware now of where that unique information flow originated."

Alex also looked up at the raven, a grotesque lifeform transformed from the Eye of the Watcher.

"So, this creature attracted you here?"

"More accurately, it was your modification of the Eye of the Watcher that drew me in."

The Watcher paused, fixing Alex with a deep gaze as if trying to see through him entirely.

"All Watchers' visions are intricately linked. You could think of it as a network of surveillance cameras and a central monitoring room, but your alteration of that eye cast one segment of the multiversal surveillance into darkness."

That was a power I had never encountered before. The Watcher left the second part of that thought unspoken.

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