Alright I've arrived in Marvel Universe just now. Reborn actually. I don't have any memories from before I came here. Everything felt blank, until I opened my eyes and realizing I'm in a newborn's body.
I don't remember a lot, but this feeling of weakness is so foreign to me. As if I'm fairly accustomed to being powerful. Weird...
As to why I say I am reborn, it's this flashes of images and recordings keep on playing in my mind as if I've gone through it all. Personally. Another weird thing. Why? Because my "gut feeling" told me those memories is not about my past life.
One more thing. It's absurb for a baby to have this kind of mind clarity! Not normal! Like, at all! Also, what language am I thinking with? English? Wait... English,ay? Why do I know that word? English is a language I assume?
"Ueekk~" I groan in annoyance, but I don't like this voice coming out of my mouth. Sounds too weak. Not manly at all! Damn it!
I can't go on like this. But, there's nothing I can actually do. Ugh...looks like I have no choice but to endure this for now.
Anyway, let's change to another topic. For example, my Mama. My beautiful Mama! I love her. Not sexually, you corndogs!
My Mama in this world is a beautiful and gentle redhead(and thankfully not a ginger!) married to a tall and burly guy. Her skin complexion is fair white, while that guy, my father has darker skin complexion. Brown. Not black.
Mama dotes on me too much. Because I rarely made noise like other babies, Mama always appear healthy. Mama knows me so much that she knew what to do when I made certain baby noise. Like "Uaa~" if I want to eat, and "Urrkk~" if I shat myself.
This world looks modern to me and there's tall buildings and skyscrapers around. From my parents conversation, I know that I'm currently in New York City. Somewhere in Manhattan district.
My dad work as a construction worker, while my mom is a full time housewife. While his full time job is a construction worker, he's secretly an assassin. No, Mama doesn't know about his other job and I only knew about this by chance. An assassin isn't actually cool, though...
Wait, that's not what normal people would think when they know this! Am I a demon in my last life?! The thoughts about killing and death doesn't even bother me one bit! That's fucked up! I'm fucked up!
Nevermind. There's no use jumping into that rabbit hole. Several months passed by, and I can say my first word. It happens one time when I'm in Mama's arms.
"Ma..." Mama looks excited that I'm about to say my first word. She urge me with a smile while repeating the word Mama to me.
But. I have another in mind...
"Ma..."
"Yes, yes, go on! Say Mama~" My mom cheered me on.
"Ma..."
"Keep it going, honey! So close! Say Mama~"
"Ma... Mangekyou Sharingan!" I said. My mom's smile twisted into incredulous expression. I bet she didn't know that word.
"*Giggles*" I laughed when I saw Mama's funny face. Hearing me giggling, Mama's face turn into a smile again and she rocks me while singing a lullaby.
(17 or so years later)
I'll just skip my childhood. There's not much to mention of the time I spent growing up. However, I am greatly shocked when I found out about this world's quirk.
It's the Marvel Earth. Currently it's the year 2005. However, the technology level is fairly ahead of what I know based on my snippets of memories in the form of pictures and recordings.
I have a younger sibling who's currently 6 years old. A younger sister, actually. Our age gap is quite big. More than a decade. Anyway, that's good too cause I'm a teen when Mama gave birth to her. Seriously, I think I dote on her too much. But my little sister is cute. A very cute little gremlin.
Anyway, this new life of mine would surely be filled with fun, and of course! A lot of THAT kind of fun. You know what I mean, folks HaHaHa!
Though my family are poor, but I felt that it's better this way. It also means that I'd have an easier time meeting their expectations.
I know this isn't normal for a young boy not even 10 years old, but I got this unwillingness to stay weak. As if something from within me very much despise weakness and complacency. Whenever I thought that lazing around is good and I want to do just that, I got this itch welling up inside me. And so, that's how I become a training maniac(not by choice).
From the age of 7, I've been doing physical training according to my capabilities as time progress. But! There's one good news. I'm no normal human. I have a power! I discovered about it when I'm 8 years old, I think? I am invulnerable to negative status effect. For example, I accidentally cut my finger. I won't bleed, and there's not even a wound. Punched? Not even an itch. And so much more that I found out later. The keyword is, "Will". It's all about if I want it to either happen or not.
(A/N : Touma has similar but inferior power with his right hand for reference)
I continue to train my physique even until now. At 17 years old, I stood at 1.80m tall. Have rock hard abs, and tightly packed muscles all in the right place. Fighter build. Not bodybuilder one. Yuck!
After close to 9 years of exploring my own power, now I knew just how broken my power actually is. It's not that I'm invulnerable to negative status effect. I'm invulnerable to this World's law. In short, I can bend/break reality. Nothing could harm me. Not even the corrosion of Time, and absoluteness of Space. This means that there's no one that can harm me if I don't want it to happen.
My exploration doesn't end there. I still need to find the limit, what can bypass my power, and how to patch it up and make me even stronger.
I am a student at the Midtown High. Same year as Peter Parker or Spiderman. Also, there's another guy in our batch who has a lot of superpowers. His name is Hector Belluci da Oliveira.
Contrary to myself, Hector possess a secret identity, which is the Great Hierro. He's a Superhero that works on global scale. The nature of his power? Gacha! How do I know about this even though he hide it excellently well? Thanks to my power, actually.
(A/N : Meta Essence Gacha is a very good fanfic. You can read it in Webnovel and I really recommend it for those who haven't read it yet. It's just, I'm sad that the author haven't released a single chapter since New Year.)
Except from me being able to bypass any World's law, I will instinctively knew the gears and cogs behind any supernatural events. I'll attribute the fact that my mind can hold so much information to my power as well. Thanks to my brokenly unfair power, I am the antithesis to all superpower. No matter how powerful it is.
After the New York invasion took place, Hierro appeared on TV in family feud show with it's host, Steve Harvey. Contrary to everyone's expectations, Hierro is a fun person and his interview isn't dull. Like, at all. He jokes around at the right time, sometimes disappear to save people or stopping some crimes, talk about his opinions, etc., etc.,
As for me, I have no interest in being a Superhero. Not when there's already Hierro right now. I'm also not interested in becoming a Supervillain for fun too. It's a hassle. I can do any or both, but it's a hassle. That's all.
But I like being rich. Which is impossible to achieve with normal means. Meh~ there's no need to wreck my brain to search for a solution.
There's one thing that I can do. Roam across the cosmos. Now, for normal humans and even to many people with superpowers, it's impossible to survive in outer space. Not only for the lack of oxygen, but also the solar flare. Solar flare would smite any carbon based life form to ashes in an instant. For me? There's no difference between the surface of the earth or outer space. Heck, I can even walk on the sun as if it's no different than dirt ground. How do I know? Heh! Because I've done that of course.
Actually, the Sun is more like my training ground for me to train my physical body. I let the heat and immense gravity to slowly affect me from ground up, until I built enough resistance to go about without the use of my power. It took a lot of time, but time isn't a thing to me. It can exist, or can't exist according to my own will. Or make extreme time dilation without causing any side effect to the universe as a whole.
I collected a lot of resources across the universe like metals that doesn't exist on Earth, never before seen creatures and plant life with magical or bizarre properties, and alien technologies.
It's stupid of me to brought them back without knowing anything about them. Credit to my power again, the information and knowledge about them assimilate smoothly with my mind. It goes on and on, and on~!
(Credit : A7X - A Little Piece of Heaven)
I don't spend a lot of time away from Earth simply because it's boring. During my travel, I come face to face with Thanos and them, The Living Tribunal, Dormammu, Cyttorak and them, and many others. Now, they sound super scary even without facing them directly. However, I overestimated them too much apparently. My power is that much broken that I won't be harmed even if they attack me at full power.
Now I'm curious of my real identity. This kind of power isn't normal. Human metagene, even for Omega level metahuman, doesn't have this kind of potency and potential despite them said having infinite growth potential.
Any way, I made a deal with them that they won't seek for me actively. Most aren't even targeting me, so there's actually not much hassles. But, that purple fucker is different. He's adamant on killing me because of the threat I posed to his cause.
As much as I want to fight and kill that purple potato on the spot, the alteration of timeline might cause severe damage to the universe.
....
Utilizing my ability to alter space, which I gain proficiency in after analyzing many strong beings in the universe, I made a pocket dimension that's tied to my position wherever I go. I use it to store the resources and raw materials I've collected before going back to Earth.
I've been a shareholder to Stark Corporation for close to two years already using a fraction of resources I collected in outer space. Exchanging it for shares percentage. I have close to 13% of shares in the Corporation and that brings my annual share income up to at least 10 million dollars.
I also have my own sector within the Stark Corporation built underground named Sector X. In that Sector, I have 2 labs with advanced machineries, vaults to store many resources and raw materials, and even living spaces built in. Accessible to only myself personally and I've made an agreement with Tony to keep it that way. Unless certain unnatural events occurs.
Richard Reeds, a member of the Fantastic Four, that low EQ scientist with a number of Doctorate, is one of the guy I invested in. I funded his research and experiments with tons of money and resources to bring me more money and resources. The matter with this guy is a bit more complicated and I went with extra effort to make my plan succeed flawlessly. I needed different approach with Richard Reeds because he doesn't know about business as much as Tony Stark, and even lag behind a lot of people.
My second objective that I have for Reeds, is to keep him occupied while I take his woman for myself. Don't know why I bothered, but I feel like Reeds don't deserve a woman like Susan Storm. She's beautiful, gentle, and caring. Also, her body's a bombshell. Smoking hot babe.
While Reeds and the others have their own matters to attend to, I made my advance on Susan. She like smart people, or she is attracted to smart people. Which is including me. But I'm also a guy with manly and masculine physique, and above average appearance.
It takes a lot of time to shift her loyalty from Reed to me, but it's all worth it. I can give her what Reeds couldn't. Example? Intense Lovemaking.
Now that's another point that I'm confused with myself. It seems like pleasuring women is ingrained within my bones and I can do it naturally. Adding to the fact, my dick is very big and have dense girth. 10.3 inches long. That's big.
Susan has never had a dick my size, or even seen or heard about it. It'd be a waste if I don't know proper technique to utilize this longsword of mine, which is an "if" case. Like I said, I know how to wield it and make women passed out in ecstacy.
I know how to take Susan away from a man like Reed. Very simple, give him something that can pique his interest and let him cooped up in his lab. As for Johnny and Ben? They don't need to know. Susan became a better anchor for the team after that though.
...
Long story short, I'm a very wealthy young man. While "Hierro" went out stopping crimes and saving people across the globe, I slept soundly on my bed. The fact that crime rate decreased greatly helps as well. That means I don't need to stay alert and guard the house while my Dad go out doing his assassination job.
Now, since I've come clean to them regarding my wealth(but not the sources), he didn't need to do a thing anymore. And I confronted him about his secret job, saying that he should wash his hands clean. Doing that kind of job could end very badly to anyone and people close to them. Even though his reason for doing that job is to provide better for his family.
My Dad decides to take my word and wash his hand from his side job. I helped him clean his trails that could being unnecessary trouble to our door.
I had a talk with my Dad and said I've bought a place in a more secure neighborhood and want us all to move in. My mom won't agree to it and convincing her is hard on my part. However, if it's Dad that talk to her about it, she'll agree. I transferred the ownership from mine, to Dad's name to ease the talk between him and Mom. He'd have evidence in case Mom didn't believe him.
Around one week later, we moved house to a mansion in the same neighborhood as the Osborn family. The place is huge. 3 storey bungalow.
The sheer size of the place makes it impossible for one person to manage. That is why, I hired maids to take over my mom's job. Partially.
I hired young and professional Milfs to manage the place on daily basis. Why Milfs? Cuz I like them big and soft knockers!
That's enough distraction. Anyway, let's shift the focus to my school life. I am friends with Peter and Ned. We're a trio. But there's a few girls close to us like Gwen, and Michelle Jones. Oh yeah, Mary Jane of this world isn't a bitch. She's pretty reserved, and have a bit of a crush of Peter. Like Gwen. They're rivals competing for a dunce but smart ass boy. But Gwen has a bigger chance honestly. Because Peter likes her as a crush as well.
Because of my presence, I've changed the duo from two nerds into two chill dudes. I drags fat Ned to the Gym with me quite often and he's no longer a ball. He's a lean and muscular guy but still quite a nerd. His hobby. Can't change it too much or the dynamics would change for the worse. We're a fun trio.
Months after the New York Alien Invasion happens, a video from an Anonymous account spread through the internet. A battle that's too real to be called CGI, with A7F song as background music.
It a death battle between me - with a half mask on - against Knull. At the end of the battle, after I slain Knull brutally, fully uncensored, the recording ends with me saying a word. "Hierro" with an evil grin gracing my face. I only showed my lower half of the face though. The impact is greater like that.
The reason I uploaded that video is to obtain Hector's attention. Imagine what he'd do after knowing that a human with enough power to brutally slaughter Knull "targeting" him next.
Hector's persona as Hierro is undoubtedly the strongest Superhero on Earth, across the history. However, a being like Knull is very far away from his current level.
This will spur him to work even harder to become stronger before the confrontation with "The Slayer". On the event where The Slayer arrived on Earth, there's only a miniscule of chance for him to avoid Earth from destruction. Not even a chance, actually.
Hector couldn't find out who's this Anonymous that uploaded the video. And he has Cortana to do this job for him, but it's all for naught. It's like the Anonymous account has never exist. No trace whatsoever.
...
After my body went through complete evolution after my training on the surface of the sun, I rarely use my power again and focused more on fine control over my physical strength.
I possess physique too powerful that I need to impose gravity greater than the sun's just so I can walk normally like other people. And the gravity needs to be increased over time because my body would adapt to the pressure.
That situation didn't last for a long time because my fine control over my own physique and strength has almost reach perfection.
On one fine and chilly night, robbers tries to broke into our house, armed with firearms. Unfortunately for them, they got taken out before my parents got alerted. I don't toss them into the Sun and dealt with them with only a bit more strength.
I took the two robbers to the Sahara Desert, dealt a few punches and kicks, went to the North Pole, gave them some more punches and kicks, and only after that did I take them to the police. Threatening them not to blow my cover if they still wish to live. The two robbers were put inside the cell.
At the same time, two police officers took my statement and alibi in an interrogation room. What I did is exactly what normal people would do in such situation. Except for teleporting to desert and the pole for punches and kicks.
After that, I teleport myself back to my room. Where my mom's already waiting. Bummer... I got caught. She freaked out a bit when I suddenly appear right in front of her. Her face is comical, though. But I can't laugh.
It's a bit of an unexpected outcome for Mom, but she calms down fast. That's a bummer, but the string of events going on later really makes me feel blessed to be able to live again.
From this moment on, I would Do All i Yearn for in All Worlds that Exist. A D.A.Y. in A.W.E!
(Ignore the words that didn't start with capital letters please HeHe~)