"Water Control Ability?"
Seeing the ability granted by the system, Su Che raised an eyebrow slightly.
So I'm becoming Aquaman now?
Alright then.
Maybe it was because only Nick Fury's trust level was relatively high among the three, so the system rewarded him with a not-so-advanced ability.
But still—it was a start, right?
He raised his hand slightly, and the water in the glass in front of him began to rise, flowing upward according to his will. It gathered slowly in his palm, taking any shape he imagined.
Right now, for instance, he pictured an arrow.
In the next moment, the droplet of water in his palm instantly transformed into a sharp water-arrow.
With a light flick of his wrist, the water-arrow shot out and pierced straight through a photo frame on the wall.
Su Che nodded in satisfaction at the force behind it.
And who said water control could only do things like this?
After all, an adult human body is made up of 70% water…
So…
Huh?
As soon as that thought crossed his mind, Su Che shook his head.
That's a bit dark.
He tucked the idea away and opened the diary editing page again.
Well, anyway, he wasn't Homelander—he was trying to build himself up as a superhero. He couldn't afford to go down that path… not yet.
As he opened the editor, he pondered:
How can I make the three diary holders trust me more?
After some thought, he realized he needed to flesh out his persona further.
And he had to make contact with them—otherwise, how could he gain more trust?
Of course, he also had to be prepared for S.H.I.E.L.D. trying to capture him as a "prophet."
Prophets were dangerous. Su Che didn't want to get kidnapped by Fury's agents, locked in a secret room, and interrogated daily about the future.
For everything, it was always best to expect the worst, right?
After a moment, his eyes lit up.
Got it.
Inside S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Director, the diary has been updated!"
Natasha Romanoff, who had been rereading the first diary entry, suddenly noticed text appearing on the previously blank second page.
She immediately alerted Nick Fury.
Hearing this, Fury quickly turned to the diary, eager to see what the second entry said.
[It has been over half a month since I came to this parallel world. I thought I could gradually forget the world I came from.]
[But scenes from my old world keep resurfacing in my mind. I really wish I could see my world one more time.]
[If the two worlds were only separated by distance and time, then even if it were billions of light-years away, I would do everything I could to return.]
[But my world has been destroyed—completely turned to cosmic dust.]
[There's no going back… How despairing.]
[Perhaps I should continue protecting this parallel world—continue being a superhero in the Avengers, using my abilities to save this world from doom.]
[But I'm tired.]
[In my world, I was an Avenger for over ten years. I've lost count of how many times I saved the world from destruction.]
[Now, I just want to be ordinary—an office worker who only worries about daily life.]
[Maybe that's why fate brought me to this parallel world: the ultimate reward for over a decade of Avengers service.]
[But I can't do it.]
[Every night, I dream of the despair in my comrades' eyes before they died.]
[I dream of them, over and over, telling me to keep protecting the world.]
[Even in my dreams, I subconsciously search for ways to save this world.]
[It's exhausting. Every time, I face despair—but in my dreams, I never stop.]
[Maybe I should go to Nick Fury now and tell him about the dangers this world will face.]
[But I don't want to.]
[For one, in this timeline, Tony hasn't been kidnapped yet. He isn't Iron Man. Nothing has officially begun.]
[For another, S.H.I.E.L.D. isn't safe—at least, there are only a few people there I can trust:]
[Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Phil Coulson, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton…]
[I could reach out to them now, but I can't let other S.H.I.E.L.D. agents know I'm from a parallel world.]
[Because S.H.I.E.L.D. isn't truly S.H.I.E.L.D. yet.]
[Even Nick Fury is still being deceived by those people!]
[Well, maybe it's for the best.]
[Before Tony is kidnapped and becomes Iron Man—before everything officially begins—]
[Maybe I can live a simple, ordinary life.]
[Let my cracked heart rest and heal, if only for a little while.]