Forced into Marvel

<p>A soul comes to sitting in a cushioned chair in front of an office desk. Behind the desk is this glowing orb resting on an office chair and in front of it is a floating pen filling out papers. Not really knowing what else to do the soul look around it and sees that it was in some kind of office with a window to outside. Looking outside all it sees is white. Turning back at the sound of a throat clearing the orb begins glowing and talking to it, orb,"Hello little soul if you haven't figured it out yet you died and I'm a god-like figured called ROB for simplicity sake. Now I know there is a whole troupe about you getting to choose worlds you can reincarnate into and choosing powers, but I'm not gonna do that. So I've decided to send you to an amalgamation world with Marvel movies being a base. You also won't get to choose your powers I've already decided that as well. Your powers are based off Spiral Power from a show you watched once. You won't regain your memories until you get your powers, but don't worry I'll give you nudges to point you in the right direction. Now did I miss anything before I send you on your way?" The soul, "Ummm…" ROB, "Great bye now and live an interesting life." With that the soul disappeared from the office leaving the ROB muttering to itself. ROB, "That was one of my easier reincarnations. Maybe I should do it this way from now on so I don't have to listen to the panicking and whining about dying or wait endlessly for them to make choices indecisive little bastards. They always think they can pull the wool over a god-like beings eyes. At least now he can't try to be some overpowered character at 3 or be extremely rich by 10. Now to sit back and enjoy how it all comes and meshes together." </p>