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After what could be an unknown amount of time Norman opened his eyes only to see a completely white ceiling.

Despite the strangeness of his situation he somehow didn't panic when he certainly should have, even with his usual calm and indifference he didn't know what was going on and there was no way he could stay calm.

His gaze began to move all around the room he was in, 'I'm screwed' Norman thought as he recognized the room he was in, after all it was the same office where he had been given the opportunity for transmigration.

"No, you're not" a slightly unfamiliar yet familiar voice was heard in Norman's ears, immediately and with a flash of white light the silhouette of a blonde woman with slightly childish features appeared in the room, "At least not this time" she added as she looked at Norman.

Despite the surprise on Norman's face, Lux just moved to the desk and sat down in the chair behind it, "Come on sit down, we need to talk" she mentioned to him.

After getting out of his initial surprise Osborn approached the seat Lux indicated and for a second, he had something similar to a déjà vu, but quickly stopped thinking about it.

"So, if I'm here it's because I'm dead right?" asked Osborn bluntly, finding no other explanation, the last thing he remembered was that the Serum seemed to be more volatile than he could have deduced and probably his body couldn't take it.

However, and again to his surprise Lux shook his head quickly, "It is true that you could be considered to have died due to your body not being able to withstand the effects of the Serum, however, after a quick consideration you were granted a second life" she explained calmly.

"Second life?" asked Norman wanting to make sure of the words Lux had said, the blonde just nodded.

"You can look at it as if it were a video game, originally you would die, but considering that up to this point your life has been entertaining for many it was considered that it would be a total disappointment to let you die that way" she began to say, "So you will be given a second chance, although on second thought for you, it would be the third" she commented with a bit of amusement.

"Wait" Norman mentioned, "Did I seriously get saved just because I'm a mere source of entertainment?!" he asked with a bit of disbelief and indignation.

Lux's response was quick, "Not just a simple source of entertainment, but a very good source of entertainment" she declared with sincerity.

Norman was with mixed feelings at Lux's response, so he just gave a loud and resounding sigh to try and calm himself down.

"Anyway, this is the only time you will be helped, as it would be seen as favoritism to do it again, plus there was some non-conformity to give you one more chance again" commented the blonde casually.

"Non-conformity?" asked Norman curiously.

"Of course, even though your life is a good source of entertainment for many, others hate you" Lux just started to explain, but when she saw Norman's blank expression she knew he didn't understand what she was talking about.

"Well, you can never keep everyone happy, in your case it seems they would prefer it if you acted more cruelly and weren't a saint or something similar" she told him in a general way.

"Saint? Me?" asked Norman with a bit of difficulty he may not be the most evil person there could be, but Osborn knew that the word Saint, and he just didn't go together.

Lux nodded without any hesitation, "It would seem that helping Curtis and Bucky, plus your decision to take care of Harry as if you were his father and adding having a friendly relationship with your subordinates put you in that category" she explained, but realized she had gotten completely off-topic.

"Anyway, it's time for you to go back to your world, the meeting went a bit longer than it should have, and I ended up getting off-topic" Lux told him and like last time Norman began to feel his eyelids start to close on their own.

When he was about to fall unconscious, he heard again the voice of the blonde, "By the way congratulations on unlocking your first wish" those simple words caused a feeling of pure happiness to fill Norman completely.

…

Norman expected that when he opened his eyes again he would be in the room of The Shelter, what he didn't expect was to wake up in a place that looked like something out of someone's nightmares or fantasies.

The sky was a combination of black and dark purple that despite the intimidating atmosphere it could represent for someone who saw it for the first time, it was a spectacular and completely beautiful sight.

In turn the ground where he was standing and previously lying was a strange color to say the least, as even when he tried to remember seeing something similar he simply couldn't remember seeing what he assumed was grass with a bluish hue.

'Wasn't I supposed to go back to my world?' asked Norman to himself as he remembered Lux's words. He soon shook his head and started trying to use his teleportation powers and even though he already expected it, it wasn't working no matter what he did.

'Great, just great' thought Osborn, after some thought he could admit that he was completely lost and despite not being one of the best of his ideas he simply started walking without any kind of destination in mind.

"I'm really having bad luck on this day" I commented to the wind without caring too much about his words.

When his words ended the sound of something similar to an earthquake was heard all over the place where he was, the ground cracked up completely and armed skeletons came out of it.

"I shouldn't have said that, I shouldn't have said that" resisting the immense urge to swear, the Osborn ended up saying.

…

Mary Jane Watson was on her way to Osborn Manor, although her working hours had ended some time ago, night had fallen some time ago and the stars and moon were shining in all their glory.

Not long ago she was completely asleep in her bed, but she was awakened along with her mother by the loud noises of a person knocking on the door of her home, at first she had thought the worst.

But once she peeked furtively through the window she realized it was one of the Osborn family chauffeurs, and he seemed to have an anxious and worried face, once she opened the door the man didn't take too long to quickly tell her if she could go to the mansion again.

Her first thought was simply to deny that request, but when he mentioned that something had happened with Harry her brain only saw one option, and it is for that reason that at this moment even with a little drowsiness she was on her way to the Osborn Mansion.

The trip didn't take too long and when they arrived at the mansion MJ could notice that all the lights of the mansion were fully on, while Bernard was already waiting for them.

As soon as MJ got out of the car Bernard spoke, "I'm very sorry for this inconvenience Miss Watson" he started to say, but was interrupted by the redhead.

"You shouldn't worry about that, but what happened to Harry?" asked MJ as she prompted Bernard to move.

"Young Harry woke up unexpectedly, screaming and crying no matter what I did I couldn't calm him down, plus he wouldn't let the Doctor check him out that's not counting Mr. Osborn's absence" Bernard explained as he guided the redhead.

"Norman isn't at the mansion?" asked MJ with surprise even forgetting to call him formally.

Bernard shook his head, "He mentioned he had business to take care of, so he wouldn't be back tonight, and I couldn't contact him no matter how many times I insisted" he replied quickly, but the concern was audible in his voice.

MJ just listened finding that fact really strange, even if he was busy she knew that Norman would always have Harry as his priority, so something really worrying must have happened.

'Your priority is Harry later you think about Norman' thought the redhead deciding to deal with one problem at a time, because they were changing as they had their conversation they had quickly arrived at Harry's room while outside the room were some employees of the mansion.

Without even wasting time MJ entered Harry's room, her gaze soon fell on the bed where the little boy usually sleeps, but this time the figure of the boy could be seen curling up to himself and shaking constantly, small sobs reached MJ's ears.

With quick steps MJ approached Harry's bed as she began to call him in a soft voice, the little boy only showed turned his head slowly, but when he recognized the person it didn't take long for him to jump into her arms, "Mom" he practically shouted.

For a second MJ's movements became almost robotic as her brain tried to process what had just happened, but when she felt the boy's trembling that was simply left behind, it was obvious he wasn't in the right state.

"Harry what's wrong?" she asked deciding to put everything else aside and concentrate on finding out what ailed the little Osborn, "Are you feeling sick? Did you have a nightmare?" the questions came out of her mouth naturally, and she didn't even try to hide her concern.

"Da...d" the answer was choppy, MJ just waited a bit, but seeing that Harry didn't seem to know or rather didn't want to say anything else, she began to lovingly stroke the little boy's back while making circles in an attempt to calm him down.

"What's the matter with Dad?" the redhead asked softly.

"I...I...dreamed.....that.....dad...disappeared" he managed to say haltingly, "He.....was.....in a....scary....place" he continued, but his sobs began to get louder as he said it.

MJ just tried to reassure him with gentle caresses and words of encouragement, while thinking that he had just had a nightmare, but still knowing that for a child it could perhaps be too real.

"Harry" the redhead called warmly and the little boy just looked at her, "Your father is the strongest and smartest man I know, so no matter what happens he will always come back" she continued, but despite her best attempts Harry seemed to hesitate a little.

Seeing that his words didn't quite work MJ changed tactics, "Do you think your father would abandon us?" he asked, the answer was a flat denial, "You are right he would never abandon us, so you can rest assured, tomorrow he will be here, and we can welcome him back" she finished by saying, even if it was a lie to reassure him.

MJ began to sing a song that her mother used to sing to her when she had nightmares similar to Harry's although in her case it was the opposite, Harry soon fell asleep in Mary Jane's warm hug.

The other employees who had been standing on the sidelines along with Bernard were only amazed and incredulous at the facility with which Mary Jane had managed to calm Harry down.

"Bernard" the redhead called softly in order not to wake Harry, "Could you call my mother and explain the situation to her as well as tell her that I won't be able to come home" she added.

"Of course" replied the Osborn family butler promptly.

"Thank you" MJ told him before simply stroking Harry's hair, but at the same time wondering what was going on with Norman, the fact that Bernard couldn't contact him and Harry's nightmare simply gave her a bad feeling.

'Please be safe' the redhead asked with sincerity and concern even if the latter might be unfounded.

…

Norman was exhausted, completely exhausted while around him there was a considerable amount of skeletons and corpses that seemed to have suffered a lot of damage.

For his part Osborn was just resting even he could get exhausted and more so considering the kind of opponents he faced, as it was really difficult for him to finish off his opponents this time.

To the skeletons he had to pulverize most of their bodies something that could be simple, but due to their numbers and how ridiculously tough their bones were it was a difficult task.

As for the corpses that looked like something out of a zombie movie, despite not being as difficult to deal with as the skeletons they were certainly problematic.

Before he could think of his next course of action Norman felt cold, cold like he had never felt before, his body seemed to freeze completely.

'Now what?' he asked himself resentfully.

The answer was the sudden appearance of a woman in front of him, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life, completely white skin, hair, and eyes which undoubtedly gave her a unique appearance, her clothing was revealing to say the least, consisting of a completely black corset that emphasized her feminine attributes in a very good way.

Her lower body was covered by what Norman suspected was a black thong with a garter belt connected to something similar to black boots, Osborn couldn't deny that the woman had a completely ridiculous amount of sex appeal.

The woman had a smile on her face as strange as it seemed as she looked at Norman, "I never expected to see you so soon" she mentioned to him, her voice was soft and pleasant to listen to, but also held immeasurable power.

'Damn!' almost like a habit at this point Osborn screamed in his mind.