After listening to Obama, Tony let out a heavy sigh.
"Obama… I've always regarded you as a second father to me. I thought we could get along. I even imagined that when I have children someday, they'd call you their godfather."
On Obama's face appeared the perfect mix of shame and regret, as if to say, I don't even know how I ended up like this.
In truth, in his heart, he was screaming: It's okay, little master. Spare me today… someday I can even call you 'Dad.' Hurry, just say 'I forgive you!'
Tony was in no rush. He continued:
"I'm disappointed in you."
Obama's heart raced.
Yes, yes, yes… I'm disappointed in myself, too.
Hurry. Quickly. Say it—"I forgive you."
Suddenly, Tony slammed his fist onto the table.
CRASH!
A huge hole appeared in the tabletop.
His voice carried only disappointment:
"But I never imagined that, even at the end, you'd remain so stubborn… still playing dumb!?"
Obama froze.
This wasn't the script he had envisioned.
"W-what stubbornness are you talking about?"
Tony shook his head.
Looks like I need to give you a hint.
"Three words… Ten Commandments."
Tony's words pierced Obama's heart like a sharp knife.
Obama trembled uncontrollably, his mind went blank, and out of instinct he blurted:
"Tony, believe me—I haven't hurt you! I only contacted those people from the Ten Commandments, but I didn't kidnap anyone…"
Before he could finish, he realized his mistake and quickly shut his mouth.
Hearing Obama's words, Tony's last bit of patience vanished.
He said coldly:
"No action yet? You didn't kidnap me, did you?"
"King, you've disappointed me too much. Rhodes, take Obama away. I don't want to see him again."
"Oh no, sir… we will meet again, but that will be the last time."
"That'll be at a military tribunal!"
Colonel Rhodes called a few men and dragged Obama away.
He noticed Tony was a little upset, but comforting him wasn't easy.
Better to wait until Tony's mood improves before discussing it further.
Tony instructed Pepper to clean the scene.
Once the area was cleared, he poured himself a cocktail, sank into a soft sofa, and sipped slowly.
His emotions were almost fully restored.
He gazed at the screen in the air.
"I wonder what kind of video will show up next…"
On the screen:
[Famous Scene 8: Duel of the Two Armors!]
The computer had found the video from the Ten Commandments showing Obama sending orders to kidnap Tony.
Pepper immediately sensed something was wrong.
Under the cover of night, she led a few S.H.I.E.L.D. agents to Stark Tower to arrest Obama.
But at that moment, Obama removed Tony's small chest Arc Reactor and charged his privately built Mark I Reactor.
Obama donned the Mark I armor, slaughtering everyone on the first floor of the building.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents on-site were no match.
Seeing this, Pepper tried to contact Tony via Bluetooth.
Obama chased after her.
Obama growled: "Where do you think you're going?"
Pepper froze, staring at the Mark I armor, nearly three times her height, and instinctively stepped back.
Then, Tony's voice boomed from the sky:
"Stop!"
Both looked up.
Tony descended in the Mark II armor, diving straight at Obama.
Before Obama could react, Tony punched him, sending him flying hundreds of meters.
But Obama had improved the first-generation armor—its overall shock resistance was remarkable.
He quickly got back on his feet.
Even in the middle of the street, surrounded by pedestrians, he lifted a car to throw at Tony.
Tony knew his Mark II was designed for agility, not raw power—it couldn't take such an attack.
So he dodged while using thrusters to maneuver.
But who would have guessed that Obama's armor could fly, and nearly matched Tony's speed?
Tony had no time to overthink. He pushed the engines to maximum and shot toward the sky.
J.A.R.V.I.S.'s alarms rang repeatedly:
"Sir, only 28% energy remaining!"
"Sir, 19% remaining!"
"Sir, 13% remaining!"
"Sir, 7% remaining!!!"
Tony ignored the warnings, even turning off the display, and kept ascending.
His target: 40,000 feet.
Suddenly, Obama grabbed Tony's leg from behind.
He squeezed Tony's neck fiercely.
"I am stronger than you! You must surrender!"
Despite being grabbed, Tony's voice was calm.
"Oh really? How did you solve the icing problem?"
Before Obama could react, darkness enveloped him—the armor's thrusters had completely failed.
Tony tapped Obama's suit.
"Let me help you with that icing problem, big guy."
With that, Obama's armor, covered in ice, plummeted from 40,000 feet.
Tony, with only 2% energy left, also fell—but maintained some control, landing better than Obama.
However, he hadn't yet adjusted his stance when Obama appeared behind him and punched him to the ground.
Obama's armor emphasized strength—Tony's agile Mark II couldn't withstand it.
In desperation, Tony instructed Pepper to overload all circuits, causing the reactor to explode.
A massive blue shockwave enveloped Obama entirely.
In the duel between Mark I and Mark II, Mark II emerged victorious.
Back at Stark Tower, Tony watched the video.
It felt like he was watching himself in another timeline.
Indeed, if the screen hadn't been damaged, he might have chosen that path in the future.
But now, having arrested Obama beforehand, history had been rewritten.
After Colonel Rhodes interacted with Obama—an hour of "waterboarding" later—Obama revealed the truth.
He had consulted the Ten Commandments to demonstrate intent to kidnap, but never specified a target.
Even if Tony had given him a list, no one would dare act.
Obama had previously engaged in minor arms dealings with the Ten Commandments.
His motives were tedious to recount.
Power corrupts.
Some things feel meaningless when you possess them, even share them openly.
But once lost, regret sets in.
Every day, you regret more.
Obama was that kind of person.
While running the company and assisting operations, he felt nothing unusual.
But once Tony became the top boss, jealousy, envy, and hatred consumed him.
He even considered suicide.
(By the way, the Obama in the video followed the same logic. Even escaping the cave, he still wanted to end his life.)
Tony hadn't forgotten.
The video showed Obama forcing a modified Mark I reactor from his chest—a suicidal act.
Fortunately, history had been rewritten.
Obama was captured.
The Ten Commandments military investigation continued.
Tony's friend, Ethan, trapped in the cave, would soon be rescued.
Everything seemed to be heading in the right direction.
But…
"In another timeline, my story hasn't ended yet."
Tony's gaze lingered on the screen.
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