He Paid Too Much

Time flashed by. Russell spent only a short while in the Dark Dimension, but fifteen years had passed in Earth's dimension.

From when he had last left in 1995 to the present year of 2010, the world had entered the twenty-first century.

The exact reason remained unknown. Aside from the first time he had become the ruler of the Dark Dimension, the flow of time had never been this outrageous during his subsequent visits to the Dark Dimension.

He had also tried to analyze the cause to avoid making the same mistake next time, but unfortunately, he had too few clues. Fusing with the godhead, attending the Demon King conference, and devouring the shattered Hell Dimension—any one of those three things could have caused the temporal discrepancy.

Fusing with the godhead was the most likely possibility, but the latter two could not be ruled out either. After all, he had traveled across dimensions within the Dark Dimension, and the concept of time had instantly become especially hazy.

He couldn't keep doing this in the future!

Russell silently warned himself. The twenty-first century was the golden age of superheroes and supervillains, the most exciting period of all. He absolutely could not miss it.

Although he could invade Hell Dimensions and enter other numbered Marvel universes, histories he had not personally experienced lacked immersion. The fun was greatly diminished.

By 2010 in the Marvel universe, Russell had already missed several major spectacles.

For example, the growth story of Bruce Banner, the Hulk—from his birth, to being hunted across the world, to his great battle against Abomination on the streets of Manhattan.

Then there was the birth of Tony Stark, Iron Man: billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, kidnapped by bandits, inventing the Iron Man Suit, and publicly revealing his identity.

It had been a wonderful