Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 308: Chapter 308



Despite repeated surgeries and consultations with renowned specialists, Dr. Stephen Strange's hands remained crippled, trembling so severely he couldn't even shave without cutting himself.

Frustrated, he sought answers from other experts, only to face rejection after rejection.

"Even the best doctors can't help you."

A top neurosurgeon on a video call bluntly refused his pleas.

"Stephen, this isn't about skill. You're beyond help. I can't risk my reputation on this."

Before Strange could respond, the call abruptly ended, leaving him seething with anger.

He hurled his laptop across the room just as Christine Palmer entered.

"He won't help?" Christine asked softly.

"Another coward," Strange growled, pacing. "There's a new technique in Tokyo-stem cells and 3D-printed bone scaffolding. I just need funding."

Christine sighed. "Stephen, you're already broke. You've spent everything you have."

"I'll find the money."

"Maybe it's time to accept this, Stephen. Some things can't be fixed."

"No!" Strange snapped. "I can't give up now!"

"Stephen," Christine pressed, her voice gentle but firm, "a life without surgery is still a life.

It's not the end of the world. There's more to life than your career."

"Oh, really? Like what? You?" Strange retorted, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Hurt and frustrated, Christine left.

Determined, Strange accessed hospital records, searching for any leads.

One name caught his attention: Jonathan Pangborn, a former paraplegic whose recovery defied all medical explanation.

Strange tracked him down to a basketball court.

"Jonathan Pangborn. Paralyzed from the chest down, spinal damage at C7 and C8..." Strange muttered as he approached.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Pangborn, startled, turned to face him. "Who are you?"

"I'm Stephen Strange, former neurosurgeon."

Recognition dawned on Pangborn's face. "Oh, I remember you. You didn't even bother to see me back then. Your assistant turned me away."

"I couldn't help you," Strange admitted, his voice heavy with regret.

"You mean you quit before you even tried," Pangborn replied sharply.

Desperate, Strange raised his trembling hands. "Please, tell me how you did it. How did you recover?"

After a long pause, Pangborn relented. "I went to Kamar-Taj. The teachings there... they opened my mind and healed my body."

"Kamar-Taj?"

"It's not just about healing. It's about enlightenment. But be warned, the price is steep." "How much does it cost?"

"It's not about money," Pangborn said, walking away. "Good luck."

Following Pangborn's cryptic advice, Strange traveled to Kathmandu, Nepal, wandering the ancient streets in search of answers.

Passing an old sign advertising spiritual healing and inner peace, he muttered, "Kamar- Taj..."

Unbeknownst to him, Mordo, dressed in a black robe, overheard the name. His gaze followed Strange as he disappeared down a narrow alleyway.

Strange soon found himself cornered by three men armed with sticks.

"I don't have any money," Strange said quickly.

"Hand over the watch," one of them growled.

"This is all I have left-please don't..."

"Give me the watch!"

When they advanced, Strange threw a desperate punch, but the fight quickly turned against him.

Before things could escalate further, Mordo intervened. With swift, precise movements, he incapacitated the assailants.

"You're looking for Kamar-Taj?" Mordo asked, extending a hand to the battered doctor.

Kamar-Taj

Guided by Mordo, Strange entered the ancient sanctum. Its walls were adorned with mystical symbols, and an air of tranquility enveloped the space.

When Mordo led him to the Ancient One, Strange couldn't hide his skepticism.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in Kamar-Taj, Kaecilius received word of Strange's arrival.

"Mordo brought someone to see the Ancient One?" Kaecilius mused aloud, intrigued.

"What's so special about this person that he warrants such attention?"

A sinister smile spread across his face.

"Perhaps," he said to the group of zealots around him, "we should introduce this newcomer

to our great Father and Savior."

(End of Chapter)

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