I always thought it was weird how much I remembered about the Marvel Cinematic Universe, even though it was just a series of movies to everyone else. Growing up, I was an avid fan of all things superhero, and I could recite every line from the movies by heart. But then, everything changed.
I remember the day I died. It was a mugging gone wrong, and I was caught in the crossfire between the thief and the police. The last thing I remember was feeling a crushing pain in my chest and then darkness. But then, I woke up in a different body, in a different world.
I am now the younger brother of Natasha Romanoff, aka Black Widow, and I have a new family, a new identity, and a new life. But even though everything was different, I couldn't shake the feeling that I am in deep trouble. That I am not safe living here.
At first, I tried to ignore it, but the memories continued to haunt me. I remembered the battles, the heroes, the villains, and the sacrifices. I remembered the world-ending threats, the heartache, and the triumphs. And I knew, deep down, that I will be a part of it all.
I tried to keep my head down and live a quiet life, but fate had other plans for me. The world needed me, and I found myself drawn into the same conflicts and battles that I had once watched from afar.
But this time, I wasn't just a fan, I was a player. And I was determined to make a difference, to use my past experiences and my new powers to protect the people I loved, and the world I now called home.
I am ready to embrace my destiny, and to become the hero that the world needed. But first, I need to face my past, and confront the demons that haunted me. I am ready to fight, to plan, to sacrifice, and to do whatever it took to save the world.
Because I am the Black Widow's younger brother, and I am ready to take on the world.