"That's wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!"
Jonathan Crane reveled in the surging power within him, unable to suppress the wild joy rising from the depths of his heart.
He felt that his frail self could now easily knock down anyone!
At his feet lay a man with dilated pupils and a face frozen in terror, scared to death and devoid of all signs of life.
This had originally just been a little pastime after his research breakthrough, a return experiment following an upgrade to his Fear Toxin. He had never expected such an enormous surprise! A random experiment subject, under the effects of the newest Fear Toxin, had actually fed unexpected energy back to him!
From childhood to adulthood, he had never experienced the feeling of possessing great power within his body. Thin and weak, he had always been the one bullied. But now, things were different!
He punched the wall beside him. As his fist swung out, a layer of Red-Yellow Energy wrapped around it, amplifying its strength. His fist sank through the wall as though he were punching through thin wooden boards.
He felt no recoil or pain whatsoever. That layer of energy perfectly protected his hand while accomplishing his goal.
This was practically power bestowed by a god!
No!
Or perhaps he himself was that god?
The God of Fear?
Behind Scarecrow's Mask, Crane revealed a somewhat savage, sinister smile. He loved this power, which he had no idea how he had obtained! It was a perfect match for his dream!
He wanted to spread fear, and that was precisely what this energy wanted. The stronger the Power of Fear Infection became, the stronger the power he gained!
He was no longer that weakling who could only bully others with his brains and equipment. If any barbarian dared to