Darkness, voices and a new start

Ryan Pov

Darkness.

That is all i can see.

Can i see? , Huh No? , then how i am seeing the darkness?.

Guess we will never know.

So i have died...

NICEEEE.

Ufff , the previuos biological shackles that were holding me are gone.

And now i am in this sort of dark prison?

I don`t know how to refer to this.

I will give a description of my current residence.

In this space, darkness seems to envelop everything, shrouding even the faintest contours. The invicible walls press in, their rough umbrekable texture against your skin, and the space itself feels constricting, as if it were designed to suffocate any sense of freedom.

You can barely extend your arms without encountering dark solid resistance, and your movements are restricted to mere inches in any direction. The space seems getting little and little as the times goes by and i have been hearing some strange noices from here.

The silence is deafening, broken only by the strange sounds and your mental conversations of your own , which echoes in the tight confines. Every inhale and exhale feels like a struggle, as the oppressive atmosphere weighs heavily on you. I reach out some way to escape this dark and invicible prison , but it was all in vain, my daily activity is desperately seeking an escape, but the boundaries of this dark and narrow space remain unforgiving, offering no respite from the unrelenting confinement.

In this environment, time seems to stretch endlessly, and the absence of external stimuli makes it challenging to maintain a sense of orientation or sanity , but as the genius i am , with a little over mental conversations and hearing and trying to descipher this strange sounds i was okay . The darkness and tightness combine to create a palpable sense of isolation, as if you were the sole inhabitant of this suffocating void, cut off from the outside world.

Time skip

I have been having this theory that i have been thinking this past months.

And that is...

I am not normal...

Yes i know that maybe some people would 100% agree with me.

But hear me out.

I am learning faster than a baby on my age could.

Why i say baby?

Another News is that i have finally identified the voices and i have understand again languje.

So why that in mind i think i have come to the conclusion that i have been reincarnated.

That is shocking right?

I mean one moment i died and the other.

BOOM.

I am here.

Maybe i pass through something that i am not aware of before i reincarted.

Anyways the prison is gettin smaller and smaller.

Now i feel like i am inside of an iron maiden.

But the good news is that it means that i will be able to be born soon.

So yeaah...

Now that i have or expect a new life.

I won´t make the same mistakes as before.

I have learnt from my mistakes and i won´t repeat them this time.

I will push harder than before.

I will become someone above all.

No...

I will become Something above all.

The greatest hunter...

The one who could rival god or surpass him.

The one who isn´t afraid of anything.

The one who is at the top of the food chain.

The Apex Predator.

What?

Some people may ask if now that i have a new opportunity i will change my views and goals.

As if...

But i first must identify which world i am.

Hopefully it won´t be dangerous.

Anyway i currently cannot move freely as the iron maiden is very tight.

I think tha-

I SEE LIGHT.

Is that light?

Shit , here comes the hard part.

The walls are restraining me more and more.

I have to escape from here.

I move around or try to move like a worm to escape this torture chamber.

I feel something is in my neck.

I sense death looming over me.

Apparently the umbilical cordon is choking me.

Well ... Apparently not as i feel the hot embrace of death.

'I must arrive to the light'

'I must escape this hell holee , noww'

'Should i escape first or will i die?'

'THIS IS THE KIND OF FEELING THAT I HAVE MISSED HAHAHAA'

With all my might i push to arrive to the light.

My lungs were starting to fail.

But with a lot of effort i win the bet.

I escape that place.

A hand grab my little leg and cut that biological boa constrictor on my neck.

Then the unknown giant who i presumme is the doctor slap my butt.

End Pov

Omni pov

"WAAAHAHAAAWAAAA"

'Why i am so sensitive to pain' Thinks Ryan with uncertainty.

'Right , I am at level 0 , again'

In a sterile, softly lit hospital room, an unknown woman lay in a pristine white hospital bed, her body adorned with the sweat and exhaustion of childbirth.

In a heart-wrenching and somber hospital room, a profound tragedy unfolded as the woman who had just given birth succumbed to complications arising from childbirth. The room, once filled with the joyous anticipation of new life, was now shrouded in an unbearable atmosphere of grief and despair.

The woman, whose face had previously glowed with happiness, was now pallid and lifeless. Her features, once contorted with the pain and determination of labor, now appeared peaceful, as if she had found solace in the midst of her suffering. Her eyes, which had held the promise of a future with her newborn child, were closed forever.

The medical equipment that had surrounded her during childbirth stood as a stark reminder of the battle fought to save her life. The beeping monitors had now fallen silent, and the sterile hospital bed, once a place of hope and expectation, had become a solemn resting place.

In the room, there was a heavy silence, broken only by the muffled sobs of those who had witnessed this heart-wrenching tragedy. The joyous cries of a newborn, which had filled the air moments ago, were now replaced by an eerie stillness.

'Did ...Did she died?' Ryan thinks with a little of sadness.

He was an Orphan in his last life and even if he negates it , he still wanted to experiment the warmth that only a family can provide.

'Did ... Did i kill her?'

'Why?'

'Why , Why, Why , Why ,Why ,Why Why, Why ,Why ,Why Why, Why , Why ,Why,Why , Why ,Why , Why , Why ,Why WhyWhyWhy!!!???'

The baby was crying without realicing.

Quickly the father take action and take the baby.

*Shhhhh*

"Don´t cry little one , humans live and die"

"Your mother perform a miracle , contrary to all the expectation she got pregnant and have you"

"And you are really similar to me"

*Chuckle**Chuckle*

"You are like your father , a natural born fighter"

"And seeing your expression and how you extrangely express yourself , i can say another thing"

"I am sure you will be a genius , no , maybe even a monster that puts the genius out of business"

"But before all of this we have to think a name apropiate for you"

"A name that will be so domineering, so powerfull that all of your enemies will tremble when they hear you"

"A name fitting for a genius above genius like you"

While he was holding the baby , the baby was trying to open his eyes.

The baby achieves it and the first thing he sees is the future supervillain , the leader of the most succesfull company in terms of biotechnology in Marvel.

He see that Norman Osborn was holding him.

"I name you Alexander Osborn"

And in my mind and Ryan was only having one thought.

'Fuck i`m in Marvel'