Marvel : Reborn into the marvel with a copy system

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A nearly 18-year-old boy opened his eyes, looking around in confusion. He slowly stood up and caught sight of his reflection in the mirror.

The face staring back at him was unfamiliar—a sharp jawline and handsome features that seemed foreign to him.

**[You have successfully reborn in another world.]

"I've... traversed to another world? I... WHAT?!" he exclaimed, still grappling with the realization.

"SYSTEM? Are you there?"

**[Ding!]

**[The Copy System has successfully merged with the host's soul.]

The system's robotic voice echoed in his mind.

"System... what do you do?"

**[The system allows the host to copy others' skills, abilities, talents, and powers.]

There are two ways to activate this:

1. **[You'll receive tasks that reward you with a random ability.]

2. **[Touching a target will grant you one of their random skills or abilities.]

**[Note: This skill has a 1-month cooldown per person.]

"I see... so what kind of world am I in?" he wondered aloud.

[Marvel,]an emotionless voice answered in his mind.

"Wait, MCU?" 

["No, but the major events are similar."] The voice answered.

"Whose body did I take over, and why don't I have his memories?"

**[Host must complete a task to retrieve the previous soul's memories.]**

**[Task: Go downstairs.]**

"That's it? Just go downstairs?" He rolled his eyes. "Well, I was going to head down anyway."

He descended the unfamiliar staircase, observing the layout of the house, trying to piece together his situation. As he reached the bottom, he noticed a woman in her late 20s. Her long white hair had streaks of black, and she was busy in the kitchen.

From where he stood, he could admire her perfect posture, her round, well-shaped figure, and her pale, jade-like neck. When she turned around, he saw her tender brown eyes and a face that, while youthful, exuded maturity. Her figure was undeniably alluring.

"Will, wash your hands and wake Peter up," she called out.

"Okay, Aunt May," he responded automatically, as if out of muscle memory.

Suddenly, a jolt of energy surged through his mind, and memories of the previous host flooded in. The original owner of this body was a normal teenager—well, except for the fact that his parents, along with Peter Parker's, died in a car crash. He now remembered that both sets of parents worked for S.H.I.E.L.D., and the crash wasn't just an accident. After their deaths, Aunt May took both him and Peter in.

Uncle Ben had passed away two months ago, and Peter had recently become Spider-Man. The previous host had a good physique and was well-liked. He also had a close friend—Matt Murdock, who was nearly done with law school. Matt was a senior when they first met in high school, and now he was about to become a lawyer.

With his memories restored, he headed upstairs to wake Peter.

"Peet, wake up!" he knocked on the door.

Peter stretched lazily as the door creaked open. After they both washed up, they headed downstairs for breakfast.

"Morning, big brother," Peter greeted him.

After breakfast, he opened his system interface and asked the system to copy an ability.

[To copy an ability, touch the target and you will receive one of their random abilities. This ability can only be used once per month.]

He casually approached Aunt May, pretending to brush past her and touched her hand. 

[Ding!]

[Congratulations! You have obtained a random ability from the target.]

[Youthful Appearance: You will appear 10 years younger than your actual age.]

[Skill currently inactive. Requirements: Must be 30 years old to activate.]

"Well, that explains a lot," he thought, eyeing Aunt May's still-youthful appearance.

But, I won't be needing it any time soon.

He poured a glass of water and handed it to Peter, who thanked him.

As he headed back to his room, another system notification rang in his mind.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations! You have copied 30% of Spider-Man's strength.]

A warm current surged through his body, electrifying every cell with newfound power. He could feel the strength coursing through him, a strength that allowed him to lift almost 6 tons.

"So... the major events are starting soon," he murmured, bracing himself for the upcoming challenges.

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