In a place where time held no sway and light had no meaning, a lone figure stirred. The void was endless black, silent, and cold yet he moved with the grace of a man reborn.
Bruce Lee opened his eyes.
"Where… am I?" His voice echoed in the nothingness. His body, once broken by fate, was whole again. Every muscle, every breath alive. He looked around, the emptiness pressing in on all sides.
He narrowed his eyes, memories flashing back in fragments. The headache. The collapse. Betty Ting Pei.
"Where is Betty Ting Pei?" he muttered, confusion twisting across his face. "Is this still 1973?"
Suddenly, a golden light bloomed before him, warm and impossibly bright. From its center, a voice emerged calm, deep, and powerful. It was not human.
"Bruce Lee… you have been chosen."
"Chosen?" Bruce took a step forward, his stance guarded but curious. "By who?"
"By me. I'm God. The will that governs balance across worlds. Your time in Earth's 20th century ended… but your journey has not. I have resurrected you for a greater purpose."
Bruce's fists clenched. "You brought me back? Why?"
"A world called Lookism teeters on the edge of chaos. War is brewing one that will engulf the strong and the weak alike. Martial arts, strength, and spirit are no longer enough. They need a guide. A dragon."
"Lookism…" Bruce echoed, unfamiliar with the name. "And you want me to fight in your war?"
"Not just to fight. To awaken. Inspire. Revolutionize. The youth there… they are lost. Violence reigns without honor. Potential without discipline. They need more than a fighter. They need a legend."
Bruce fell silent, then took a slow breath. "I didn't choose to come here. But if there is a storm coming, and people need help…" His eyes flared with that unshakable fire. "Then I'll be ready."
The light around him flared brighter, and Bruce felt himself being lifted drawn into a swirling portal. He did not resist.
As he vanished into the fold between realities, the voice of Good echoed one last time:
"Welcome to Lookism, Bruce Lee. The war begins soon… and you are the spark."