Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

In the dark night, there were only a few stars, which reflected the blurred figures of the two people on the grass.

After announcing each other's names, the two of them seemed to fall into some kind of strange... silent waiting.

"Johnny Johnny~..."

Until Roland started singing very rudely and inappropriately.

Click.

That was the sound of the hammer being pulled and charging.

Crisp, violent, and dangerous.

"So, Mr. Roland, maybe I should ask you why you came to me.

do we know each other. "

"Ha, maybe."

Roland remained unmoved, as if the muzzle of the gun against his head was fake.

"I'm just curious. When I went to eat fried pork chops yesterday, they told me that there was a circus guy living here who, whenever he got angry, would do a show where he would instantly turn into a big bone head that was on fire.

Johnny, are you the one. "

"What if I was."

"Then can I watch this show?"

Holding a hundred-dollar bill in one hand, Roland raised it high above his head, tilted his head back with a smile, and put his eyes on the muzzle of the gun.

"There seems to be no gunpowder here..."

At this time, a hand stretched out and took the hundred-dollar bill held between Roland's fingers.

"You'll see."

"I think so too."

Just as Roland removed his finger and Franklin changed hands, a cluster of beautiful orange-red sparks suddenly flashed in the dark night. Franklin immediately turned into a sheet of sparks, twisting and rising into a slender flame more than two meters high.

"Wow, that's a good hand."

"Yeah."

Johnny's face flickered in the firelight, illuminated back and forth and cast into different shadows.

"I have better ones."

"for example?"

"this."

Bang-!

The moment the gunshot rang out and the hot flames burst out from the barrel, the entire hillside was completely illuminated for a moment.

Johnny saw Roland's face clearly.

Laughing, eerily calm, completely unmoved.

Roland also saw Johnny's face clearly.

Numb and exhausted from the vicissitudes of life, but there is still a trace of hidden compassion in his eyes.

After this moment passed, the hillside returned to darkness.

Roland was blasted away, leaving a string of broken gong-like laughter in the sky.

"Hahahaha! It's you! I knew it, I knew it!"

And Johnny...

"Ugh……"

He sighed and shook his head slightly: "I should still try to escape."

The next second, he raised the short gun in his hand again, straightened his arm, and took a step forward.

When his feet hit the ground, flames surrounded him, and there was light in the dark night.

"You... are guilty...!"

A burning flaming skull said so.

........................

Johnny Blaze.

AKA: Ghost Rider.

As a person who makes a living by performing motorcycles, owning his first scooter since he was four years old, and riding it for an average of more than six hours a day, Johnny knows that his fate with motorcycles is inevitable. This lasted until the day he died.

His tombstone will be in the shape of a motorcycle handlebar, his epitaph will mark his feat of flying over a helicopter on a motorcycle, and he will be buried in a coffin wearing a rider's uniform and a helmet...

But he never thought that day would come so early and that day would be like this.

He is dead, he is still riding his motorcycle, and he has no tombstone.

He is still alive.

This is really a story that goes against common sense, goes against science, and is convoluted.

But when it comes down to it, it’s actually very simple.

Johnny is not so passionate about motorcycles for no reason. He has a father who likes motorcycles and supports his family by performing motorcycle performances.

In Johnny's eyes, his father has always been tall, majestic, generous and warm.

He gave Johnny everything a father could give.

Therefore, when Johnny knew that his father, the man who had never been defeated by any difficulties, had an incurable disease, Johnny fell into despair and confusion.

And when all the requests for medical advice, visiting famous doctors from all over the world, and spending every penny in their hands, still failed to make his father recover, Johnny knelt down and prayed sincerely, hoping that there really was a God. Being able to answer his prayers and heal his father.

For this, he is willing to pay any price.

Luckily, Johnny's prayers were answered.

Unfortunately, it was not gods who answered him, but demons.

The man revealed his identity without any secret, and told Johnny straightforwardly that this was not a mercy or generous help from a superior.

This is a deal, a deal with the devil.

Johnny can exchange for his father's life. In return, as the other party to the transaction, what Johnny needs to pay is his own soul.

He signed the contract without any hesitation.

When Johnny saw his father's "miraculous" recovery, walked off the hospital bed, and quickly turned back into a normal person, at that time, he was extremely grateful to the devil.

But, the devil is the devil.

He cured Johnny's father's terminal illness, but didn't say he wouldn't die.

A few days later, Johnny's father died at a motorcycle show. Johnny saw the devil in the crowd and saw the contract in his raised hand.

He does it on purpose, he knows it, and he enjoys it.

After that, Johnny inherited his father's career and became a motorcycle performer and an even better performer.

And when he completed the unfinished feat of his father, leaping from a row of helicopters on a motorcycle, the devil appeared again.

This time, he's here to take away Johnny's soul.

"Hello, Johnny Blaze, I think you should still remember my name and the contract between us."

"Of course I remember you...Mephisto."

From that day on, a generation of legendary driver Johnny Blazer disappeared from people's sight, and a new legend emerged in the night.

A terrifying legend that burns with fire, rides a hell motorcycle, and is covered in bones: Ghost Rider.

From that day on, Johnny has been living in a haze. He can't even remember what he did every night. He can only confirm it by reading the morning newspaper.

He rode the motorcycle that was burning like him all night long, using the ability given to him by Mephisto to harvest the souls of sin.

A lot happened later.

Mephisto's son Blackheart attempted to seize the throne and involved Johnny. Johnny was forced to resist. In the process, he met the former Ghost Rider, the "Red Dead Redemption" who guarded a contract.

It was also from that time that Johnny realized that he was not the only Ghost Rider in this world.