Chapter 01
The year is 2040. World War III, another large-scale pandemic, and several localized catastrophes have happened. None of that really matters, though. Who cares about president 'what's his name' or how, due to the lack of military volunteers, America had to reinstate the draft. The billion dead meant radical changes to policies, and conglomerates were torn apart and highly regulated.
One company wouldn't be able to hold heavy control over pharmaceuticals, charging an arm and a leg, so you wouldn't die from the super flu. Several of the larger conglomerates were completely dismantled during this time, and one of them happened to be Disney. With the years of financial mistakes and them publicly decrying the war, they were torn apart ruthlessly afterwards.
As a result, Marvel became available, and while the movie franchise was far too expensive, the comic characters were up for grabs. Miraculously, DC managed to gain the comic rights for Marvel in 2030 and thus began the true golden age of comics. Dozens of writers came together and started writing the golden rules that must be followed if they were to avoid the same huge problems comics and movies have had in the past.
The three strict rules they had to follow were thus called the comic commandments because breaking any would be sacrilege. Death had to matter, no time travel and no alternate dimensions. There couldn't be any blips or Lazarus pits, infinitely reviving characters making death meaningless. Time travel to solve problems would often result in gigantic plot holes and was deemed lazy writing. Alternate universes had become even more troupelike in the future when the third Ant-Man movie came out, copying Spider-Verse; it bombed so hard it played a part in Disney's downfall.
They began to write, and for the first four years, comic sales doubled every year. People began to buy comics in case the power had to be rationed, like it did in the war. Four years of Batman vs the Punisher or Batman and the Punisher. Spiderman meets Superman, Thor challenges Superman, Wonder Woman loves Stark, Brainiac vs Ultron, Captain Marvel saves Shazam. No series created did poorly, and many one-off comics succeeded as well.
Stories well boiled down and perfected. The Mutants, Inhumans, and meta-humans were rolled into one, and the Inhumans were changed to be the eternal races of mutants that fled their homeworld. Most people would call people with special abilities meta-humans, and the word Mutant became a slur. Some of the more wacky villains tied to the X-Men were toned down, like Sublime being one of the first mutants who could mind transfer instead of him being a bacteria.
Fathers would talk to their daughters about the new Black cats team-up comic, and mothers would talk to their sons about the Supers high comic. It wasn't until the fourth year that sales started to fall. Brainstorming a solution, they would have universal changes every fifth year to keep the stories interesting. Thus began the first universal shakeup with the death of gods series in the comics.
Not many gods were mentioned in the stories so far. Only a handful of deaths, but this soon changed as several gods or entities of godlike strength fought. Thanos fights Darkseid and loses badly, crippling himself on the avatar of Darkseid, which only held a portion of his true strength.
Trigon fought Mephisto, and while neither of them was killed, both were injured, with Mephisto severely weakened and losing many of his contracts. Superman, Thor, and Wonder Woman stopped a plan from Ares. Highfather slew Galactus. The final big series ended with new gods vs old gods. Zeus and Odin teamed up to kill Darkseid, while he would be reborn, as it is impossible to kill a god, it would take hundreds, if not thousands, of years.
The fight was so intense that it started tearing the fabric of the world. In order to stop the destruction of the universe, all gods had to lock themselves away in domains or pocket dimensions. Only demigods and avatars could exist in the universe after that point. Many, many side characters were written out of the story through deaths at this point as well.
Many of the villains also began to fight, which led to some pretty interesting stories being told. Kingpin managed to come out on top in the villain world of New York City, even beating out the Joker. Batman's catalog of villains fought against Spider-Man's, leading to deaths on both sides. Rhino had his suit destroyed and his head crushed by the Kingpin. Two-Face was killed in a fight against the Sinister Six, where the Penguin killed Flint Marco's daughter. That same fight left the Riddler paralyzed by Electro.
Almost every city had fights similar to that as the world slowly stabilized itself to what was called the Crush in the comics. The merging of the two worlds was mostly unnoticed except by gods and cosmic entities, one of which was Superman, who ended up telling the Justice League. Superman would obviously notice that the Justice League roster had suddenly expanded to over double its original size.
No one was sure what caused it, but with previous knowledge gained through fake memories, the vast majority of people didn't know about it until Iron Man let it slip during pillow talk with a reporter. The next four years of comics, people slowly started to fall off, still selling better than the previous thirty years, but slowing down steadily.
There were talks about bringing back the cinematic universe since so many years had passed, and they had a decade of fresh comics to steal from. The big tenth-year anniversary event drew near, and no one could imagine what would come next in the comics.
Chapter 02
That's where I come in. One day I'm lying in a hospital bed, then the next I get isekai'd into the new Marvel/DC universe. I'll skip meeting the god that sent me here and maybe include it as a bonus chapter later. The same goes for the sad backstory part, where all kinds of bad things happen in my life, and just get to the fun parts.
I was given a menu-like list of my stats with options to choose superpowers from and given five points to pick from.
Above average strength
Above average dexterity
Above average endurance
Above average intelligence
Below average charm
As I looked through the list, I realized it would take me a while to even look through all of the options. Next to each stat is a plus and minus sign, which I click on the plus next to strength and see it reach peak human, and my total points drop from 5 to 4. I click the minus and bring it back down to above average to make sure I can still remove points once I put them in. After verifying, I raise my strength as high as it can possibly go.
The ranking goes from above average to peak human, low superhuman, mid superhuman, high superhuman, and finally low deity/cosmic. After checking, I lowered my dexterity to the lowest point possible, with it going to average, below average, and finally slow. I finish raising my strength, and it maxes out at peak deity/cosmic.
Being a one-trick pony never really suited my playstyle in any game I ever played. I would often choose a weaker class just because they brought more than the best tanking/damage/healing. I lowered all the stats to the lowest possible just to see what I could get out of them if I ignored crippling myself.
Weak, slow, feeble, stupid, ugly human is what I'm left with, and 18 points to spend to prove I'm not those things. I take a quick look at the items option and rule out everything, as an item could be taken away from me. Spending a point on a lightsaber for it to be stolen and reverse-engineered by Tony Stark would be a high possibility.
After an hour of selecting powers and readjusting my stats, I'm just about to finish my choices when I come across self-biomatter control. I could place three points in most powers, and this was one of them.
By putting three points in, I would upgrade it to biomatter control and finally biomatter manipulation. The first point would allow me to adjust myself, consuming my own biomass to make changes. This alone would allow me to drop strength, dexterity, endurance, and charm down to the bottom because I could alter my body afterwards and push myself to peak human in all of them.
The second point would allow me to do the same for other people, and finally, the final point would allow me to do so at a distance and use/fix biomass from multiple people at once, as well as corpses. I would always be able to draw biomass from myself to help another person, but using someone else's would require their permission, or it would be significantly more difficult.
Selecting the powers gave you innate knowledge of them, allowing you to know what was and wasn't possible. I instinctively knew my plan would work out the way I wanted to, barring any unforeseen circumstances. After almost missing a huge game-changer of a power like that, I decide to go through the entire list before making up my mind.
After a few hours, I came across another huge power I would rely on to stretch out every one of my points to its maximum potential. That power is Growth. The first rank would double the speed I learned and quadruple that speed if it were system-granted knowledge or power. The second rank would allow me to break stat thresholds by training, and finally, it would allow me to break power ranks by training.
For three points, I could eventually save two from any of the three-point powers I would purchase solely through training. I would have to start with the lower power, but eventually it would be strengthened to the peak of that power. Finally, I looked at the higher cost talents now that I had more points to spend. The power bundles seemed good at first, only costing five, but they would lock you out of purchasing other powers. They were also focused on being good at one particular thing.
While they cost five points, they'd give about ten points worth of power, so anyone who hadn't picked the powers I had, this would be the best option for them. It would make them a one-trick pony. Looking at the strength bundle, it increased all physical stats to low superhuman, gained a power that boosted them further for a short duration, low superhuman regeneration, and environment adaptability, which would let them acclimatize to new environments rapidly.
The stronger a power, the more points it needed; flight was two points, while teleportation was four. I racked my brain trying to think of the best way to maximize my growth power that would give me similar, if not better, results. Flight was two points, but telekinesis was only one. Selecting it, I knew I could only control things within five feet around myself, and I would only be able to lift a few pounds, but it would eventually grow to where I could lift multiple people while also making myself fly.
The more expensive powers could be saddled with negative effects to reduce the cost, like a duration for flight, or increasing the cost but adding extra effects like multiperson teleportation for six points. I was looking at one power, but it was just too expensive. Power syphon was a ten-point power. If someone who didn't care about harming people like Rogue got her powers, they would be a cosmic-level threat.
Selecting only stealing the weakest version of the power dropped it by three points. Another two were shaved off when I had to kill them while touching them to gain the power. Another point was saved by only being able to siphon men. The final point saved was by restricting the minimum age to twenty to siphon powers. I didn't plan on going Anakin Skywalker to get stronger.
Chapter 03
I put two points back into intellect, bringing it to average. I knew I could improve it by stimulating my own brain tissue and through self learning, but I wasn't completely sure I wouldn't accidentally kill myself before I could improve my brain. Speaking of which, I picked up the diagnostic touch power so I would instinctively know what's wrong with myself and others to fix the problem.
I pick up energy storage for the sole purpose that I know how strong it will be once it's fully upgraded because of Sebastian Shaw. One of the most powerful powers has a low rating only because its original user was a fucking idiot. I was surprised it was a 1 to 3 pointer instead of a 5-point power.
The same reason for knowing its potential is why I also put two points into mental defenses: upgrading from improved mental defenses to perfect mental defenses. Really, that should have been the first thing I did. Doesn't matter how strong you are if you can be controlled by someone else.
I picked the powers I really deemed necessary to comfortably survive what's left is powers I'd pick for utility and fun. The first being telekinesis. I was already looking at it and having the ability to lift things with my mind, especially myself, once I grew strong enough, seemed like a no-brainer.
Low superhuman regeneration, in case I was ever knocked unconscious and couldn't access my biomatter control, I would be less likely to die. The power would give me a similar healing factor to Spiderman, where wounds that would take hours to heal would heal in minutes. Wounds that would take months to heal could be healed in days, and finally, even some permanent injuries like brain damage from concussions could be healed. This power would only get stronger as well, reaching low deity/cosmic would give me a similar healing factor to Wolverine.
I picked increased magical affinity/knowledge and knew more about magic than most likely anyone on Earth, including Doctor Strange. A large portion of magical knowledge was lost to time, or was created on other planets, like enchantment was a closely guarded secret to the Asgardians. Being able to make my own sling ring and having the knowledge on how to expand my own and others' magical capabilities would be a huge game-changer in the future.
Tentatively, I removed the point from magical affinity/knowledge, and suddenly couldn't remember what I was thinking about until I put the point back in. Shame, if I had retained the knowledge even after removing the point I could have selected and deselected all of the knowledge powers. The secret club of magicians in Camartage and the chi cultivating nutjobs in Kun Lun would have another source of magical knowledge on the planet with me running around.
Next, I pick plant control. Realistically, I won't use it for a fairly long time, but the only person who has that power happens to be someone I'd rather not kill. Poison Ivy might be one of the only supervillains in Batman's rogues' gallery that should be held in Arkham Asylum because she suffered a mental break. I don't want to say for sure I can fix her, but… I'd really like to try.
The final power I pick is dual cultivation. Getting stronger just by having sex seems like a no-brainer, and I check that there aren't any other powers where I can get stronger through doing nothing. So many other powers I want but just can't afford. Spacial storage being one of them, but a 1 cubic foot storage space makes it less valuable than my other powers.
Total points 18
-2 Increasing intelligence to average
-3 Growth power
-3 (Weakened) Power siphon
-2 Perfect mental defenses
-1 self biomatter control
-1 diagnostic touch
-1 energy storage
-1 telekinesis
-1 LSH(Low superhuman) regeneration
-1 Increased magical affinity/knowledge
-1 Plant control
-1 Dual cultivation
After selecting my powers and hitting yes, it asks me several follow-up questions. From selecting mostly negative stats, I had to pick several permanent (at least if I didn't have biomatter control) negative effects I would have. Difficult muscle retention, trick ankle, obese, and facial scar are the negative traits I go with as each seems fairly easy to deal with.
I could choose more negative traits to increase those stats, but it didn't really make sense to me. Except I double checked to make sure there weren't any that were just as easy to deal with in intelligence, and selected one track mind and brain blockage. Being peak human intelligence has the same problems as all the peak human intelligence people, like Tony Stark and Reed Richards.
The brain blockage would be fairly easy to handle, and it would only temporarily block some of my memories, like what happened with Logan in the movies. That isn't how any of that works, but even so, knowing I have the blockage and the ability to get rid of it is enough… Unless I forget about the blockage because this memory is in the blockage… Fuck! Well, it doesn't matter; it shouldn't cause any problems even if I don't remember, and I should notice it with diagnostic touch.
I know breaking into low superhuman intelligence is going to be far more difficult than doing so with any other stat, so being at peak to start seems like the best option. I'm not sure how I know, but once again, the knowledge is just instinctive from one of my powers. Most likely growth. I finalize my choices, and my mind is whisked away to a new world.
Chapter 04
When I came to, I was in a clearing with nine other people. We all stare at each other for about a second. I noticed a few people had selected items that would be good for me. My mind reeled as I thought of all the uses of a set of Mandalorian armor before I felt my leg buckle. My shin bone decides the amount of weight settling on it is too much and snaps. I go down like a sack of potatoes and can't tell what else is happening around me because I pass out from the pain.
I woke up a week later in the hospital. I was told a gigantic fight had happened right where I was found, and if not for the regeneration, I would have most likely died from someone punching my unconscious body. When I could finally check with a diagnostic touch, I knew how close I had come to death in the first few seconds of my new life.
Several of my organs were still being repaired from rupturing. I had several blockages in my blood vessels, which would cause necrosis in my toes if not handled, and the bone break had started to heal incorrectly. They had life and death issues to deal with, and thought they could wait to worry about realigning my leg, but my LSH regeneration had already started re-fusing my bone.
The few times I made eye contact with the nurses, I knew my situation was bad from the wincing away and breathless gasps that would escape from their mouths. Seeing someone truly ugly isn't a very common occurrence. The messy facial scar that looked like an incorrectly healed axe wound let me know why they tried not to make eye contact.
Over the next few weeks, I stayed in bed recovering. I used biomatter control to start handling the negative problems inside my body, which I found through diagnostic touch. I learned I could store the burned fat in energy storage, but I would lose some of the energy slowly over time. Healing the brain blockage first, the sudden knowledge of the brain blockage reemerged, and I couldn't help but thank my lucky stars that the negative traits I selected could be countered by my own powers.
At the moment, I could only work with about five pounds of biomatter before my concentration would break and I'd have to wait a few hours before I was ready to work. Thankfully, that concentration wasn't the same as the mental concentration I needed for telekinesis.
My condition finally improved enough for them to re-break and set my leg properly. I spent a considerable chunk of biomass to fix it quickly, and before I knew it, I had already lost over a hundred pounds. Cleaning arterial build-up in my blood vessels wasn't expensive, but every improvement slowly added up to that much.
To fix my facial deformity, I would have to cut off the affected area, and I did so slowly over the course of a few days to make sure I wouldn't leave an open, bloody wound before I ran out of concentration. Over the next month, I lost the remainder of the weight and fixed the remaining problems in my body. I had gone from 5 feet to 6, put on forty pounds of muscle, and although I couldn't tell, I knew I was close to peak human in all my physical stats.
News came in on what exactly happened the day I was brought here. Apparently, outside several major cities, groups of ten people had shown up and, in most cases, immediately began fighting. I seemed to have gotten off lucky, as about five seemed to have miscalculated their traits and killed themselves before anyone else could.
If you cranked strength to peak superhuman and didn't spend any on endurance, your body would explode the first time you tried to use your powers. Several other people had the same problem with the powers or equipment they had purchased. The idiot who selected an Iron Man suit was stuck inside because the suit connected with Tony Stark's network, and it shut itself down from unauthorized use.
More than ten percent of the 100 were killed on the first day. More than half were already dead by the first month. People got their powers, then thought they could use them without any repercussions. Any that were one-trick ponies themselves often ended up dead because they went against someone with a well-rounded set of skills and didn't account for the help they would get.
The superheroes would call for backup, and the villains would have henchmen to also fight in most cases. It doesn't matter if you can stop bullets like Magneto if someone in a clown costume can sneak up on you with a bat and bash your head in before you can do anything. Three different people showed up at Titans Tower to try and fuck Raven, and all three ended up dead.
Anyone with a mind control power was flushed out by Charles, and just like above stated, were captured and locked away or killed during the fight. The same plot armor that protected most heroes and villains wasn't given to us newcomers. The few who went and made a name for themselves had joined a group in the first week. Just about everyone who joined the Justice League was still alive.
That was at least those whose values aligned with the Justice League. Any that thought they could antihero their way through villains and their henchmen were crippled or killed by those said villains. The absolute clusterfuck of knowledge brought into the world from people with an outside view had done significantly more damage.
Chapter 05
WARNING! SMUT AHEAD! SEX SCENE AHEAD!
Most people with an alias had their covers blown in the first few days. Superman's glasses and single curly hair disguise that managed to hold up until that point were seen through, which was actually a good thing for him. Most of the guilt Superman has from hiding his identity is unfounded, and besides a few terrorist attacks, he easily stopped at the Daily Planet; his life became that much easier.
People like Bruce Wayne, on the other hand, were put in an extremely bad spot. One of the 100 tried to kill the Joker, and in retaliation, after he was killed, the Joker tortured Alfred the same way he did to Jason Todd, putting him in a coma. Not only was Batman unable to be in multiple places at once, but villains started targeting multiple businesses of his. He was being sanctioned by Gotham itself to stop being a vigilante.
I was told that in the next few days I would be given the all clear to leave. During that time, I thought I would try convincing one of the nurses to try dual cultivation with me. They had already seen my not only rapid but miraculous improvement, and after setting my sights on one after being turned down by the rest, I got a reluctant agreement.
"So you're for sure that having sex with you will help me lose weight?" The nurse asked with a southern lilt to her voice. I wouldn't consider her overweight in the slightest, but even movie stars had body issues.
"I'm not 100% sure, but you've seen how I lost all that weight myself. I think I'll be able to give you some of the benefits, after all, I am one of the 100." I said with all the confidence I could muster. Convincing her had taken more time than I'd like to admit. Realistically, I still think the mental image of the facial scar still stuck to every nurse who has seen it.
After a few seconds of deliberation, she walked over to the door and locked it, bringing down a towel over the glass pane so no one could see inside. Thankfully, I had been moved to my own room after the first week, or this wouldn't have ever happened. She slowly undid the front zipper of her uniform, and by the time it hit the ground, I was already rock hard and out of my gown.
She eyed me suspiciously before asking. "So you can adjust any of your body parts then? Any chance you can shrink that thing down to a more manageable size? Maybe make it a bit wider if you can change it fully."
I was taken aback for a second before I did as she commanded. She must have noticed the confusion on my face as she said. "If we were only going to do this once, something that big wouldn't be a problem, but for." She cleared her throat. "Multiple times, it's better to have something more manageable. My last boyfriend had a big one and we could only have sex every few days because I needed to recover afterwards."
What I changed to was something of a similar size to what I started with. I made it a bit wider, but it was shockingly like my dick back in my previous body when I still worked out. I was in my forties when this happened. The person looking back at me in the mirror was most definitely me, but just at a much younger age and more attractive than I had ever been.
She let out a sigh as if to say, 'Let's get this over with,' and impaled herself on me. The thought that this might be the first time she ever had sex with a patient left my mind. She was wet as fuck and getting off on this situation. All of that was just an act. This was all roleplay for her now that I think about it. She tried to remain silent, but within a minute of starting, soft moans leaked from her mouth. Not even five minutes later, while breathing heavily, she shuddered on my cock. It was… Well, it wasn't all that great if I was being honest.
In my previous life, every time I had sex, I was just happy to be there. As I was right now, we weren't very compatible. She slowly catches her breath and is about to speak, but I grab her by her waist and put her underneath me. I had half expected her to complain, but after drawing out another five orgasms from her, I finally experienced my own.
I could feel energy being stored from the orgasm. To anyone who wasn't a peak human, it would essentially be enough energy to count as an eight-hour workout. For those at the peak, it would become something else. I knew it wouldn't take more than a few dozen orgasms for me to get there at this point.
The nurse's body was absolutely covered in sweat. Visible steam wafted off her, and just as I was about to continue, she got up. "I- *huff* I need a quick. Bath- *huff* bathroom break."
I heard the shower turn on, and for a brief moment I thought about just bailing. We just weren't compatible, and for a moment, I worried that getting stronger would push me further apart from every other female. As I got stuck in my own head, the nurse finished her shower and opened the door.
She was still completely naked. It was hard to see any changes so far, but with how many times she came, she had to have lost at least a few pounds already. The smirk as she opened her towel quickly faded as she saw the look on my face. There was no lust shown in my eyes. She let out an honest sigh this time before sitting next to me.
"So what are you thinking? Most guys would have a smile going from ear to ear, sweetheart." She placed her hand on my leg and looked me in the eye.
"I-." God, am I really going to tell this random stranger my problems? "I… I think I may have made a mistake. I'm in such great shape that sex doesn't feel as good as it used to…"
She sucked her teeth before speaking. "I'm going to be completely honest with you, sugar. I don't really care. So it takes you longer to cum when you have sex, so what? Most of the time, when I have sex, I just sit and take it, then go finish myself off afterwards. Think of it as payment for all the women you've left unsatisfied in the past. Now, sack up, take your medicine, and fuck me pretty."
She dove at me after finishing kissing me hard enough to push me back onto the bed before impaling herself again.