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章 24: Chapter 24: Devil’s Contempt

Early morning.

Ethan Hayes emerged from the depths of the sea. Having mastered water control magic, the ocean now felt like home to him. Returning to his manor, he washed off the saltwater, dressed in new clothes, and got in his car to drive to school. Graduation was only a month away, but Ethan had a lot on his mind.

Should he even bother with university?

For someone like Ethan, with his current abilities and resources, continuing with formal education seemed pointless. The networking and learning he'd gain at a university would hardly matter compared to the power he already wielded. However, skipping university entirely might look odd to others, especially Gwen Stacy. Ethan couldn't help but wonder how she'd feel about it. If he got into Columbia, would Gwen follow? He pictured her smile and thought about her plans for the future.

As Ethan mulled over the decision, a more mischievous thought crossed his mind. What if I met Tony Stark at Columbia? How would the cocky genius react when I hit him with an Ice Storm Millennium Kill?

He chuckled to himself but quickly pushed the thought aside. His real focus was on money and power. Not just the accumulation of wealth, but the increase of his wealth value — the key to his abilities.

Just then, the system's voice echoed in his mind:

[Darkness strikes. As the Ice Demon gains a name in Hell's Kitchen, you have offended the emperor lurking behind the scenes.]

[Mission: Devil's Contempt. Wilson Fisk, also known as Kingpin, will be hosting a high-profile reception in Manhattan tonight. Your mission is to trample his reputation and send him to meet Satan. Task level: White.]

[Do you accept?]

Ethan smirked. So, even Kingpin—Wilson Fisk, the notorious underworld emperor—was only a white-level task now. That was how far he had come. Before, he had hesitated about his actions, unsure of his place in this world. But after his run-in with S.H.I.E.L.D. and their intrusion into his life, Ethan no longer had time for hesitation. He had power, and he would use it. His life, his choices—he would show the world exactly who he was.

"Looks like it's time to make my position clear," Ethan thought. He would take down Kingpin, leaving no doubt about his strength. There was no need to hide anymore. He was the Ice Demon, and Hell's Kitchen would feel his wrath.

Arriving at school, Ethan stepped out of his car, his mind already made up. He wouldn't be going to university. But first, he had to make sure Gwen was with him, fully committed. She was his first love in this world, and first love always held a special place. If Gwen started to have doubts about him, it would complicate things. He needed her to stay by his side, no matter what.

As Ethan reached his locker, Gwen was already there waiting for him. He casually put away his backpack and grabbed his books, then reached out and took her hand. Gwen was surprised but quickly smiled, taking his hand back. It was unusual for Ethan to initiate affection like this—usually, it was Gwen who made the first move. But today, his shift in attitude melted away any lingering frustration she had.

"Are you staying in the apartment tonight?" Gwen asked, her tone light.

"Yeah," Ethan replied, "the Long Island manor is all taken care of. We can go there when we have more time, maybe over the weekend."

Gwen's eyes lit up. "Let's go this weekend! I've heard the beaches on Long Island are beautiful."

"Sure," Ethan said with a playful smile. "The future lady of the manor should see how everything is laid out, right? You can help me with some final touches. I trust your taste."

Gwen blushed but grinned. "Oh, stop it. I don't want to be the 'lady of the manor.'"

Ethan laughed. "You'll need to help me decorate though. Think you can handle that?"

"Fine, fine," she said, rolling her eyes playfully. "But you better cook me something good."

"Of course," Ethan replied, leaning in. "I'll cook you a proper Chinese meal."

"Authentic Chinese food?" Gwen asked, intrigued.

"Authentic. You have my word."

"Then it's a deal."

As they made plans, Ethan's phone buzzed. He saw the name on the screen and frowned. It was Matt Murdock. He let the call go to voicemail. He respected Matt, but Ethan didn't want him too involved in his life. Matt was just a regular man despite his extraordinary abilities, and if he got too close to the fire Ethan was about to light in Hell's Kitchen, he'd get burned. Daredevil could handle the low-level gangsters, but Kingpin was Ethan's prey.

Later that night, in a lavish Manhattan restaurant, Wilson Fisk, also known as Kingpin, was hosting a charity gala. The most powerful and influential people in New York were in attendance, and Fisk's speech had them in awe. But beneath the surface, his mind was elsewhere.

Tonight was important for another reason. In a hidden laboratory, his scientists were preparing to activate the quantum collider. He was on the brink of pulling his wife and son back from the clutches of time itself. After years of grief, tonight would change everything.

As Fisk shook hands with New York's elite, the massive screen behind him flickered, then switched to a video feed.

Hell's Kitchen. Crime. Murder. The rise of the underworld emperor: Kingpin. The footage showed Fisk orchestrating crimes, committing murders, and controlling New York's criminal enterprises. The audience gasped.

"Shut it off!" Fisk barked, his face twisted with rage.

But it was too late. The entire room had seen it, and whispers spread like wildfire through the crowd.

Ethan Hayes smirked from the shadows, his plan already in motion. Tonight, the emperor would fall.

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章 25: Chapter 25: The Arc Reactor Was Stolen

Kingpin's expression was dark and cold.

New York's high society had gathered for the evening, but now the atmosphere was tense—his true identity had been exposed. While many suspected that Wilson Fisk was no ordinary man, they hadn't imagined he was actually the notorious underworld boss, Jin Bin. After all, anyone who had ever known the truth was already dead.

James Wesley betrayed me!

Kingpin's face remained composed, but his bloodshot eyes betrayed his seething anger.

"Wilson Grant Fisk, I demand an explanation!" a furious congressman shouted, rushing toward him.

Thwip!

A toothpick flew through the air, embedding itself between the man's eyebrows, right into his brain. The congressman fell dead to the floor, and the room fell silent. The man responsible, Bullseye, stood there smiling eerily, holding another toothpick between his fingers. He had a bullseye symbol on his forehead, making him all the more sinister.

"Shall I deal with the rest of them?" Bullseye asked, grinning at the frightened guests.

Kingpin, now exposed, glanced coldly at the terrified high society crowd. His entire empire, carefully built over twenty years, was now teetering on the edge of collapse. But he wasn't going down without a fight.

Men in black, armed to the teeth, began to surround the room, sealing off all exits.

"I can't let any of you leave," Kingpin growled, his voice cold and menacing.

"Applause, applause…" came the sound of slow clapping from the shadows.

A tall man dressed in black stepped onto the stage, his face concealed by an icy mask. It was Ethan Hayes. The mask, sculpted from solid ice, reflected the dim lights, giving him a spectral appearance.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Ethan's voice was hoarse, distorted by the mask. "Your beloved philanthropist, Wilson Fisk—also known as Kingpin, the kingpin of New York's underworld—has revealed his true face. And now he plans to kill every one of you to keep his secret safe."

Kingpin's eyes burned with fury as he locked gazes with Ethan.

"I built this empire over two decades, and you, Ice Demon, dare to expose it? Tonight, one of us will leave this banquet hall alive, and it won't be you."

Kingpin's voice carried the weight of a man who had conquered and crushed countless enemies. His aura darkened as though the flames of hell surrounded him.

"Innocent," Ethan replied dismissively, his tone laced with contempt. Jin Bin's men began to target Ethan, with Bullseye eyeing him specifically, contemplating how to take him down.

"Naive? This is New York, my world!" Jin Bin growled, eyes blazing with madness. For the first time in years, he had lost his temper. If a single guest escaped tonight, the empire he had built would be reduced to ashes.

"You really think you can hide from me? I know everything about you," Jin Bin continued, his voice a deadly whisper. "I will eliminate every friend you have, one by one."

Ethan showed no fear or reaction, smiling under his mask. His closest allies were no ordinary people—Jessica Jones and Gwen Stacy. With their strength, Jin Bin would find it near impossible to lay a hand on them.

"Let's not waste time," Ethan said, his tone patronizing. "I need my rest."

Realizing that Ethan had no intention of giving him any leeway, Jin Bin knew he had to act quickly or risk being cornered. There was no time for more words.

"Fortunately," Ethan added with a smirk, "I've thought of a perfect move for you."

Raising his palm, Ethan activated his power, manipulating the water in the air around the room. He focused, using his mental abilities to seize control of Jin Bin and his men through the moisture in their bodies. In seconds, they were all lifted into the air, helpless.

"Ice Explosion Funeral!" Ethan announced.

The water inside their bodies crystallized, forming sharp ice spikes that pierced them from the inside out. Their bodies convulsed as they were drained of all moisture, leaving them dry husks, suspended in mid-air like grotesque puppets.

Without a second glance at the devastation, Ethan turned and calmly exited the banquet hall. The remaining guests, who had been too scared to move, finally reacted. Screams echoed through the room as panic set in.

The news soon spread like wildfire.

"Mysterious Mutant Ice Demon Slays Underworld Kingpin Jin Bin!"

"Wilson Fisk Exposed as Crime Lord Jin Bin!"

"Charity Banquet Turns to Massacre as Demon Strikes!"

"Ice Explosion Funeral: The Devil's Work or Something Worse?"

The headlines ran rampant. Ethan, now back in his apartment, couldn't stop the steady stream of desire points flowing into his account. His reputation had spread across New York—and soon, the world.

Meanwhile, Tony Stark sat in his luxurious cliffside villa, staring blankly at the ringing phone.

It was his assistant, Pepper Potts.

"Pepper…" Tony started, but her frantic voice cut him off.

"Tony, listen to me. Obadiah Stane is the one who kidnapped you!" she said, her words urgent.

Suddenly, Tony's body stiffened. He felt his muscles tense, and his veins bulged as an intense numbness washed over him. He was paralyzed.

"You recognize this, don't you? It's a prototype. The government didn't approve it, but it causes temporary paralysis. Looks like it still works," Obadiah Stane's voice echoed through the room as he entered, holding a small device.

"Tony, I didn't kill you back then because I still had some use for you. You were always good for something—like laying golden eggs."

Obadiah walked over to Tony's chest and pulled out the arc reactor.

"This… is your last egg," he said smugly, holding the arc reactor in his hands. "Did you really think what you created was yours? Your father built the atomic bomb for me. If he had been as selfish as you, what would the world have become?"

Obadiah looked down at Tony, who struggled to move, his eyes wide with disbelief and pain.

"This is your masterpiece, Tony. And with this, I'll rule the world."

Placing the arc reactor into a suitcase, Obadiah smirked.

"I hope you get a chance to see my prototype, Tony. It's not as refined as yours, but it'll do."

With those final words, Obadiah left the room, leaving Tony alone, paralyzed and dying. Without the arc reactor, the shrapnel in Tony's body would soon reach his heart.

Obadiah, however, felt victorious. He could already taste the wealth, power, and prestige that would come with the arc reactor in his hands. The world was his for the taking.

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