(in writing) Dropped in a Marvelous Location

So I have had the worst day ever. I finally started to get along with my family, and someone shoots me in the back. I am immediately rushed to the hospital to get surgery, but by the time I get there, I had given up on my life. I just sit there lying on the gurney waiting for the bullet fragments to make their way to my heart. I am busy thinking about movies. I start to laugh at the fact that I am dying and all I can think about is the next Marvel movie to come out. As I am laughing I start to convulse as my heart is finally punctured by the bullet fragments. I am conscious for 5 excruciating minutes. During these minutes I think about my life, and who I wish I had helped. " I swear if I can survive this, I will live and help people. I will be there for those I care about. I will help those who can not help themselves. I WILL be someone who matters to them. I will not be someone who stands by. " I lose consciousness after I say these words to myself. When I wake up, I can see that I was surrounded by the people I care most about. I am filled with happiness to see them. I don't know what happened to them but they are crying. I get up to help them up and they just look at me and then I say let's go. We go home and I get to work. I live for 30 years after that day. I cure diseases, Help people who need it. I built homeless shelters. I end up with a large, loving family. We lived in a private mansion in upstate New York. I decide to buy the rights to both marvel and dc. In the end, I ended up with an amazing life and family. I became the head writer and publisher for both comics. I created new characters and flushed  out some old, yet good ones. I made a final event, kind of like crisis on infinite earths, but I called it crisis in infinite multiverses where the perspective speedsters had to vibrate at the exact same frequencies at the same time. As they did that both multiverses collided and changed the histories, so that all hero and villain backstories from both universes were represented. The universes merged. They made a lot of movies about what I did in the companies. I merged them and renamed the company The Marvelous Detective comics. There were a few differences. New York City was split in 2 and manhattan was renamed Gotham City and the rest of the city was called Metropolis. In this new world, they started from the beginning. The avengers never was formed. Shield didn't exist, and neither did Hydra. The storyline did start with tony getting kidnapped. I added a new character based off of my own younger. I wrote my family into the continuity. I made it so that we were in almost every major event that has ever happened. I gave my character the first system in any comic ever. I called it the marvelous detective. Since I basically owned all entertainment at that time, which made my comics so much more popular. It helped comic book store owners out a lot. With the comic book stores more popular, more people got interested in the sciences. The influx of people into the sciences, many breakthroughs happened. Even geology was popular! All this happened in a matter of years! 15 to be exact. Then I happened to get sick like the day I was shot. There was a meteor shower that day. As my family and I went outside, I clapped twice. All power in a 100 mile radius was turned off. Thank god we don't live near any hospitals. We laid down on the blanket I set up and the meteor shower started. The meteors seemed to be larger than normal. One exploded over our shed. I started to pull my wife inside, and she pulled along the children. I pulled them into the underground safehouse that I had built so my parents could live with us and not annoy us with their personalities. They were initially surprised that we were there. I told them about the exploding meteors,and they immediately opened up the control panel. In the end they sat with the children until I made sure that it was safe for us to leave. My father kept pushing buttons until he found my hidden button. As we sat there I asked what he was doing, and he pushed the button. I ran to my children and grabbed them while my parents glared. I told them that he hit the teleport button. It did work, but with a price. It drained life forces, and  what survived got increased bodies.I explained that it was a prototype and it's issues.The issues are usually deadly.In lieu of the death, it causes mutations, portals, black holes, dismemberment, and suicidal thoughts. As I am tinkering a small black dot starts to form on top of the machine. I make my way to the dot and I hear a voice on the other side. I make my way to the dot and grab it. It immediately began to expand to encompass the whole house. I then heard the same voice say "Welcome to the Serve Your Self Theoretical Energy Manipulation powers. Your S.Y.S.T.E.M.