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Why am I in Marvel?

This is a story about a guy goes to the afterlife and gets lucks out on a lottery and won the chance to get a wish granted from ROB and get reincarnated. *Warning* The story has a slow start. If you are not a fan of one please reconsider reading this book. The only thing belongs to me are MC and any OC I introduce. The cover doesn’t belong to me.

Rolling_thunder_ · Anime & Comics
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Why am I in f***ing Marvel!?

*MC pov*

I felt like I could feel myself again. Hmm didn't sound right. But anyway, I felt something on my face and I tried to take it out of the way only to feel my posture isn't right. I was laying on my stomach with my face buried into the pillow. I propped myself up and opened my eyes. I saw a bland room with nothing in sight. I mean, nothing. No night stand, no window, not even a can of water. Just a bed that I'm sitting on is placed at one corner of the room. And there seems to be a closet.

So, I get up decided to tour the place first before finding out what kind of world I'm gonna live. I walk towards the door search for a handle but I couldn't find one. 'Hmm, am I in some kind of prison?' But I search the door thoroughly and found a small groove. I push it with my finger and it slides open.

"Wow, am I in a technologically advanced world? Noice."

But as soon as the door fully opened my enthusiasm died down a lot. I didn't see the rest of the house as I was expecting. It was a corridor and there are plenty of doors similar to mine. I saw a man with green skin with lot of wrinkles in his face walking in the corridor. Looking at me who is looking at him, a scowl on his face and pointed a 'toy' gun at me and threatened me.

"What are you looking at, bug? Do you want me to blow your brains out?"

Damn, did he go to a cultivation universe? I try to maintain my cool. I think I should solve this first and then find about it later. As I was thinking I slowly put a hand inside my jacket (A/N: not inside the pocket, his actions look like he is gonna reach out for the gun) and looked at the green goblin and said,

"No ass face, I looked behind you and you got problem with that?"

As I was saying I was looking at him tauntingly. He looks infuriated but looks around. I think he is checking because he thinks I got company. But I interrupted him midway.

"Don't look around wrinkly, the moment you turn you die."

He suddenly becomes alert and he stiffens and he slowly looked at me and shouted,

"Don't ever look at me, if you do, I will gouge out your eyes."

"Yeah yeah, just get out of my sight."

As I said that he slowly walked back and turned towards another corner and disappeared out of my sight. I slowly walk backwards and went into the room. As I was contemplating how to close the door, it automatically closed as I was 1 feet away from it.

"Huff huff"

My breathing became louder, I could hear my heart racing, I'm sweating like a…, well human on a desert. I think I shouldn't leave the room for the time being. I searched for water and found nothing. I just got up from the ground and laid myself in the bed to calm myself down.

It took a 15-20 minutes for me to calm down. Thank god and thank you Andrew for teaching me this. Little bit on Andrew, he is my friend from college whose family owns a bad in a rough neighbourhood. He told me a lot of stories which happened at the bar, interesting ones, fun ones, thriller ones and ones where lives were on stake. He advised me on how to approach difficult situation when approached by hostile.

In his words, 'when a person, picks a fight with you for no reason, you shouldn't back out. This is only applicable if you are in a life threatening situation and when you are alone without any immediate backup.' I argued with him about how I should nicely backdown but he showed me a live action example I couldn't forget in my life. So I just listened to his advise from then on. Nothing happened in my past life but the first thing that happened to me in this new world is a life threatening situation.

"Damnit chief, what kind of world did you drop me in?"

I felt it was a necessity to find out what kind of world I'm living in. And I need to arm myself because I know I'll die sooner or later if I don't even have a safety precaution. I searched the place for something that will me understand what this world is , like a. Computer or mobile phone or something . But I only found a pouch lying on the bed. Then it came to me, I soon took the pouch and opened it. I could see something small inside it and beckoned it with a thought. I don't know why I did that but as soon as I did, something popped out of the pouch.

First thing I noticed was a metallic bracelet with small holes in it. Second one is a book, third is a card and some food and water. First I go through the book, it seemed like a manual. When I read that I finally understood what the bracelet is for. I immediately took the bracelet and put in on my wrist. It is the Morden version of mobile phone with holographic tech. But first i read the book carefully and then started to use the communicator (comms), as people here would like to call it.

It seems my ID and qualifications are all digital. The card is for the room it seems. I can also open my room with my communicator. With this out of the way I slowly relaxed myself and drank some water and ate some food. It was just a sandwich but I most definitely enjoyed it.

After that I was ready to search for any information about the world I live in. I turned my comms on and went through an app called master search. This world's google search, I think.

I first searched the name of the planet I lived in and found out it's called 'Sakaar'. 'Hmm, kinda familiar'. And this world seemed to be made of a coalition of different species. This planet is called trash planet because it is surrounded by wormholes from all part of the universe. 'Hmm, where have I heard of this?'. Anyway, it's ruled by an immortal being called Grandmaster'. 'Now wait a damn minute. Is this what I think it is? No no nonononono this can't be.'

I search for more information about the grandmaster and this confirms my theory and nightmare. No way.

"Why the f*ck am I in Marvel Universe?"

I thoroughly went on a panic mode but soon came to my senses and calmed myself down.

"Panicking can't lead me anywhere. I should accept reality and plan for the future."

I try to reason myself that it's not that bad my future wouldn't be bad. But the only concern is the present. It's not completely safe in the Sakaar city and outside of it, I mean I don't even want to think about it. I can't leave this planet now. Not without sufficient strength. Even if I want to get out it will be hard very hard and I don't have anywhere to go.

I remember the movie, Thor Ragnarok, where even the OP trio (Thor, banner, and the Valkyrie) struggled to get out of this planet. It was practically because they kidnapped hulk, kinda. Without legal means there is no way I could get out of here.

Yeah, speaking of movie, which marvel verse am I in. If it is anything other than mcu, I'm blind anyway. I don't have to worry about it. Agenda on the list. 1. Get adjusted and get to know more about this planet. Blindly diving into unknown world is suicidal. 2. Get stronger. The most important one I guess. 3. Get a job. This one is perfect because I kinda have an appointment tomorrow. It's kinda interview, I don't know I have to look at it. 4. If possible, find out what timeline I'm in. 5. A way to get out of this place. This place is a chaotic mess.

About the job, 'Hmm let's see, Mardo's Bar. A bar associated with the scavenger clan named Mardo.'

" What the hell is a scavenger clan?"

As I wondered, I searched for it and found a lot of things about them. The scavengers, like the name implied are scavengers. Since this whole planet is a dumpster, they scavenge the debris or any kinda material and make a living out of it. They also into people trafficking? They kidnap people from outside the city or from those wormholes.

I searched more about the bar I'm going to work in and about their clan .The reason I'm being hired or interviewed because the previous brewer died in a bar fight. 'Goddamnit, it's not safe anywhere. But I have no choice if I want to make a living. For now I should go there and get started on the job. I have to start making money for living. I have about 3000 credits in my account and I don't think it will last that long considering this room I'm living.

I should also prepare for tomorrow's interview, about the local ingredients and local brewing method and famous drinks. I should also research about the laws in place. As I remember the grandmaster is a tyrant. If I unknowingly break some rules and punished to death because of that, that's going to be a sad life and a fast one.

"Haaa, tonight is going to be a long one." I sigh to myself and getting ready to do the things I was planning.