Brad felt the disturbance gradually lock onto him and immediately realized that this was most likely a cross-dimensional attack from Earth-616.
Someone wanted to kill him once and for all, burying him along with his nearly invincible reactive force field.
"What a dull trick."
Brad's form turned ethereal, instantly breaking the enemy's lock on him. Then he went to the Cancerverse and opened a breakpoint in spacetime.
What had already happened played out like a recorded tape. As Brad watched the Creator who had copied his appearance in that earlier period, he suddenly sneered.
"No one understands the reactive force field better than I do."
Robert Reynolds trudged wearily into the living room, took a tub of ice cream from the refrigerator, and returned to the couch. He settled onto his side in an especially comfortable position, then picked up the remote from the coffee table and changed the channel.
He had not felt this relaxed in a long time. Robert had once been nothing more than a scrawny addict and thief. After gaining the sentry force, he had become a superhero to satisfy his pathetic little vanity.
At first, Robert had been utterly addicted to being the center of attention. Being Sentry gave him the power to look down upon all living beings. He joined the Avengers and dutifully fulfilled his responsibilities like a proper superhero.
The sentry force had erased his drug addiction, and he thought he could finally put his life on the right track.
But then Void appeared, putting Robert under unprecedented pressure.
It was not as though Robert had never considered simply submitting to Void so he would no longer have to endure that inner torment.
But faced with the expectant looks of his fellow Avengers, Robert could not bring himself to do it. He