The silver spikes that penetrated the Death Claw melted into silver liquid again and spilled to the ground. The mercury-like liquid slowly moved forward, gathered towards the girl's foot, and rolled back into her body through her pants.
Losing its support, the penetrated Death Claw smashed onto the ground. Its blood gushed out from the countless wounds and left a giant pool of blood in the isolation room.
The girl passed through the security door and left the isolation room. She looked at Jiang Chen and then clapped.
"What did you think? A digitalized human body is actually very convenient. Even if you unlock the genetic code to the third level, it's impossible for you to possess such power. Do you not want to try it? You can become an immortal being."
"No, even without a digitalized human body, I have a way of becoming immortal."
Jiang Chen felt it was physically unacceptable to replace parts of his body with metal.
"Really? Then it's up to you." The girl shrugged.
"Speaking of which, that liquid metal was..." Jiang Chen looked at her pants and wondered where the previous silver liquid had disappeared to.
Inside her clothes? Not likely.
With her petite appearance, there was not anywhere she could hide things.
When the young girl heard Jiang Chen's question, she concisely replied, "It's called liquid metal. This type of metal is easily affected by magnetic fields and currents. With the computing power of a quantum computer, I can calculate the relationship between the shape and magnetic field environment in real-time, and their deformation is controlled by the current."
Jiang Chen suddenly remembered the former Pan-Asia Cooperation intelligence personnel he encountered when he was at Line 0. The weapon he used seemed to be a metal that could change its shape freely, but his ability was only to condense the silver liquid metal into a projectile such as a knife or a needle. It didn't seem to possess the ability to become a shield and weapon so freely like X71291's.
Only with contrast could he spot the gap.
Jiang Chen gained a further understanding of the power of the girl in front of him...
"Speaking of which, did you think of a name for yourself?"
"Name? X71291? Does that not work?" The girl revealed a slight frown.
"That doesn't seem like a normal name..." Jiang Chen facepalmed.
"That's troublesome," the girl sighed, and said impatiently, "I'll leave it to you."
"Leave it to me?"
"Yes, aren't names used by others?" The girl said with reasonableness. "If that's the case, just give me a name that's easy to say."
Anything is fine?
Jiang Chen showed a peculiar expression.
His ability to name things was something people criticized. It was bad to the point where Kelvin only mentions the naming process to Jiang Chen and no longer asked for his opinion in naming starships.
Or just Tingting?
But then Tingting is the one in Lin Lin's body...
Forget it, just a random name is fine.
He thought for a moment. Then, as he was about to speak up, Lin Lin spoke before him.
"How about Lilith."
"Lilith?" A flash of data stream flashed through X71291's pupils, and she nodded, "Is it based on the manga character? The settings are indeed similar... そうですね (so de si ne), this name will do."
"Hmmm?" Lin Lin suddenly blushed when she heard what Lilith said. Then, she asked somewhat embarrassed, "Have you read that comic?"
Jiang Chen looked at Lin Lin and was confused, "What are you talking about? What manga?"
She is probably referring to "The Galaxy Era," a comic published in 2159. The heroine in the comic was a digitalized girl who could use liquid metal and her name was Lilith." Lilith shrugged, "I have a back-up of this information in my database."
That's the story behind this?
Jiang Chen looked at Lin Lin who was full of excitement and made a helpless expression.
He used to try the mangas Lin Lin recommended, but he could not get into them. The aesthetic differences between different eras caused him to be unable to appreciate the works of art in this world. At this point, Sun Jiao and Xiaorou also realized this point. Only Yao Yao, who was also from before the war, could enjoy the same kind of art as Lin Lin.
"Then is there a backup in your database of the plot after Volume 31?" Lin Lin didn't care about the look on Jiang Chen's face. Lin Lin immediately excitedly asked, "I have been looking for the volumes after 2170."
Before the war broke out, she was brought into Fallout Shelter 005 by her father to assist him in his research on advanced artificial intelligence. Until now, she was still bothered by the fact that she did not get to see the plot after Volume 31.
Lilith's words undoubtedly gave her hope.
If the manga was backed up in the database...
"The last volume was published in September 2171, and it was halted indefinitely due to the war. So far it has not resumed serialization." Unfortunately, Lilith soon gave the ruthless facts to Lin Lin, " For Volume 32, I can find it in my database, but the stories that follow are probably gone."
"I see... no wonder I can't find it."
Lin Lin was disappointed.
She clearly tried hard to search for the manga.
"Actually, you don't have to be disappointed. For my quantum computer group, drawing an ending with graphics processing technology will not even take a minute. If you need it, I can draw the rest of that manga now, "Lilith said without a change of expression.
"No." Lin Lin shook her head, and sighed with regret, "A manga not completed by the original author has no meaning at all, even if you finish the ending for the original author, it can only be considered as fan content."
Lilith tilted her head. "What's the difference?"
"The difference is immense," Lin Lin retorted out of reflex.
"…Okay, humans are really a troublesome creature." Lilith sighed and gave up continuing to persist on this issue.
As an advanced artificial intelligence, she possessed emotions, but it was impossible to be exactly the same as human beings. After all, the two did not belong to the same "species" at all, and the differences between the two were not only reflected in the physiological level, but also in all aspects such as values, perception, and so on.
And this difference was exactly what X71291 desperately wanted to understand.
"By the way, I was just about to ask you, those liquid metals... Where are you hiding them?" Jiang Chen asked curiously.
"Oh, that?"
Lilith reached out to unbutton her jeans.
Hey wait, why are you taking off your pants?
"You, what are you doing!" Lin Lin hurriedly grabbed Lilith's hand and pulled her pants back up
"Right, why are you suddenly taking off your pants?" Jiang Chen, who stood next to her, facepalmed again.
Did she just lack common sense, or did she not treat herself as a person.
Well, she is not a human.
Lilith tilted her head and looked at Jiang Chen with confusion in her eyes.
"Didn't you ask me where I hide those liquid metals?"
She pointed to her butt as if it was completely reasonable.
"I was just going to show it to you."
For some reason, after Lilith's explanation, Jiang Chen suddenly gained some sympathy for the Death Claw in the isolation room.
Poor thing was killed by poop...


After the nuclear war, ruins stretch across the landscape in the apocalypse.
If you accidentally survived on the wasteland, then you must be ready to face the endless hunger, ceaseless dangers, the mad zombies at night, and the peculiar mutant creatures that are the aftermath of constant radiation.
But for Jiang Chen, this place is heaven.
Mansions standing tall, luxurious cars parked on the street, high tech products and gold abandoned everywhere.
What? You were the president of a game development company before the war? You were responsible for the development of the 3D virtual reality online multiplayer game? Well, that’s great, why don’t you come work for me. Your salary is two pieces of bread a day.
iPhone? Ultra thin design? Don’t you see that the phone I invented is thinner than a condom?
Aircraft carrier? Fighter jets? Oh, I have those things as well, but they are designed for space combat.
Watch the story of Jiang Chen, who possesses the ability to travel through space and time, as he witnesses the creation of an empire stretched across space and time... 


Crynn POV

Days have gone by, with practically nothing to do for the last 7 days, we decided to have a week's worth of holiday from 'work' excluding Jill because her job is significantly tougher than any of us, bless her soul. You may wonder what we did in the empty week, easy enough, we went sightseeing into Washington DC.

We have gone to eat some steak, drink some wine (Only Calian), went to the amusement park, play billiard, anything you'd expect us to do really. It soon got more and more boring and we finally just determined to stay at 'home' playing games and reading whatever novels are on the web and let me tell you, there's a lot of excellent novels, if only they were written by actual humans rather than robots.

To summarize, we have done absolutely nothing in terms of contribution towards the mission and we have 2 days left before the big day. Oh right, before I forget, we are also currently on the move to California, more particularly, San Diego. Apparently, Jill gave the Aldecaldos leader some very important pieces of information and data which enabled this escort to happen.

"DONE!!! I'VE DONE IT!!!" I was pulled out of my lingering thoughts as Jill merrily stood up and jumped with high enthusiasm. Ah... I figured that would happen once she's done with all that crazy programming and coding, I also did more or less the same thing after stealing all the different Vincent Van Gogh Sunflower Paintings.

"You've finished?" Calian looked up from the comic book he's reading. The comic he's reading is something about a human that could harness the fundamental energies of heat and went about being a hero, something like that. I don't really know what's going on inside Calian's head but ehm... it's like as if he's trying to imitate the comic hero by concentrating around heat, funny right, I think so as well.

"Yes, yes, i have finally finished, after seven days of almost non-stop working for this, I have done it. I have perfectly created each of our profiles into miniaturized brainwaves packed inside the mobile phones which will be transmitting it," awesome, though I feel that there is something amiss, something we possibly missed?

"But even with the brainwaves, we should really have an employees profile of our own, am I not right?" Yes, that's what missing, thank you Aria. "Ah that, that is taken care of. When we accessed Militech's database a while ago, I planted a hidden connection which allowed me admin authority over it from anywhere in North America which means I can edit any information anyway I want."

"Which means, all our profiles are in the database and we can walk proudly around any of Militech's facilities without even fearing for the discovery of our fake identities because when something fake is too real to be fake, than it's not fake. That is unless someone managed to discover my editing route which would be nigh impossible."

"So, does that mean we're good to go?" I asked with a beam, frankly, I can't wait to hijack that super-submarine. I stole paintings, statues, busts, violins, documents, all kinds of things but certainly not a submarine, much less a huge damn submarine. I am excited, very excited for this. I mean, when else am I going to have a chance for something this grand.

"Yes, we are good to go. While I was busy manufacturing all of our profiles, I've managed to hatch a perfect plan," Jill is very good at multitasking, that's what I know, not anyone, even very rarely do someone have the brains to divert their attention in a balance towards multiple tasks while at the same time maintaining efficiency and excellence.

"So, what does everyone think of BZ gas?" BZ gas? Sleeping incapacitation agent you mean? Now that's ingenious. "So, BZ gas, a NATO designation for 3-Quinuclidinyl benzilate (QNB), yes I memorized the chemical formula, is a strong incapacitation agent that targets central nervous system leading to a lot of side effects, strongest being putting someone unconscious."

"How are we going to gas an entire submarine? Easy, through the ventilation systems. All ventilation chambers and routes of the series of systems all lead to one designated location in the submarine, the ventilation control room which contains the as the name suggests, ventilation controls as well as the oxygen generator."

"The cost of a standard can of BZ gas in the store is not expensive at all and so price won't be a problem. We throw the gas into the ventilation systems, and everyone will be dosed and asleep which is made for easy pickings. And that ladies and gentleman, is how we are going to take control over this submarine."

"So? Is there any 'but's here?" I questioned because in plans like these, there are always weaknesses, a few 'but's if you may. "Unfortunately, we can't all be very lucky as gas masks are placed in every room, contained in the emergency box. This is to protect the crew from deadly gases, one of which is BZ gas."

"But, I thought BZ gas is colorless which means no one would be able to see it. They wouldn't even have time to grab the gas mask then once the gas has entered their nervous system," Calian made a fair point on that. "Looks like you haven't took it from any of the crew's perspective. They are soldiers which means they will be more resistant towards the gas what with whatever modules they've got inside their bodies."

"So, by my sum, there is around 50% of the crews will fall asleep while the rest will stay under the gas masks, some may be weakened while others may not. Which means even if we deploy the gas, we still need to be careful. In fact, we're not going to just use the BZ gas, we're using smoke as well, further obscuring the sight of the crew."

"And that is my gorgeous plan, any questions?"

The more you live, the more you know and as they say, "Death is the Next Greatest Adventure". I can't lie but say it's true, although a great adventure may include getting chased by a dragon. But hey! That's the price you pay for getting to live twice... Right??

Not an OP MC Fanfiction, But a Lucky MC Fanfiction it is. No Harem.

-Disclaimer-
I do not and will never own the rights to any movie or franchise in this novel.

-Notice-
A short notice regarding the worlds in this fanfiction, the worlds such as, Harry Potter/The Wizarding World, is not like the movies, I make the worlds have more lore than the movie does, so if things are different like the strongest character isn't the strongest, and if characters that's not supposed to exist in that world (OCs) actually esists in my fanfiction, that's just me making things interesting, and if you like things that are original, meaning no OCs or everything is the same as the originals, then don't like, don't read.

As god say i will retain my memories when i turn 3 or 4 
well I'm 4 yrs old now well my name is Midoriya Hiro and the big brother of Izuku

i retain my memories when i was sleeping and i feel no pain or any discomforts when i retain my memory of the past life

Now me, izuku and mom will go to the hospital to know wether we have quirks
when i see the excited face of Midoriya hoping to know if he have quirks 
my happy feelings suddenly lost 

after we visit the hospital, we are in our home me and mom had a gloomy face
Izuku is in our room watching all might video's while crying
Izuku look at me and said can i become a hero

Izuku it's ok even if you don't have a quirk you can still be a hero 

Izuku look at me with tear in his eye and said, Ca can i become a a he he hero like Almight?

well you can remember the one mom bought the comic the human who don't have a super power but still fight a villains

yeah i remember that comic called batman

remember little bro you just need to improve your body and learn many martial arts and study quirk weakness you will be a hero someday

is it true big bro hiro

it's true little bro i can be your alfred when you become a hero you know i have a creation quirk right (yeah i awaken my creation quirk! and the other wish too)

watch this little bro i move my hand forward in Push style and i create a hover board. (my quirk is like momo quirk but i just need the right composition and components to create a thing or object and it will suddenly appear in front of me
unlike momo quirk she need to expose her body if she created a big object)

i gave the hoverboard to Izuku here catch it's called hover board it's like a skate board but it can fly

Izuku look at the hover board with wide eyes and full of excitement, really bro
can it really fly can we try it outside. 

sure why not. as i said that the door suddenly open

Hiro what are you doing what if midoriya got an accident riding that board

Mom don't worry it's safe to ride as i said that i create a magnetic boots to stick to the board

see this boots mom this boots is a magnetic one and it will magnetized to the board so the wearer don't fall off 

i don't care if it's magnetic one or not but you will not used that outside for now but you can use it in your room to practice 

ok mom we will not practice outside 

thank you Izuku but i expect you hiro to create a safety precautions like helmet before you practice using that board thingy. 

ok mom don't worry i will create a helmet, shin guards, knee pads  and groins guard and i will cover the whole room floor with bed

ok you two practice safe ok

ok mom x2

Inko pov 
i thought Midoriya will be sad that he is quirk less because that kid really want to be a hero like all might but seeing his older brother console him that he can be a future hero someday and cheer up Izuku i feel relieved that izuku had his brother to cheer him up. But i suddenly saw Hiro create a floating board and he called it hoverboard and they want to try it outside suddenly i panicked thinking what if Izuku fell off that thing. I quickly wipe the tears in my eyes and confronted the two that they can't practice it outside and use it only inside the house. 

-----10 yrs later 
Me and Izuku are already 14 yrs old and Izuku already meet All might and received One for All, When me and Izuku turn 12 yrs old we trained our body already and not only we trained our body in that 2 yrs i taught Izuku many Martial Art Technique that i brought and learn in from the shop system

and in two weeks or maybe three i will finish creating the Omnitrix yeah you heard me right as i have the knowledge and brain and experience of azmuth 
plus my creation quirk that can create anything except life as long i know the three C's Composition, Components and Contents

i already have 10,000 alien dna 5 years ago when i start creating the Omnitrix but i need another 5 yrs to complete the Dna of CelestialSapien 

in that 10 yrs The loud kid tried to bully my little bro infront of me saying he's quirk less and not only that he try to hurt him too what happened to him let say
He is chased and beaten black and blue by a 10 robot made of Vibranium 
the robot only stopped because Izuku stopped the robot from attacking anymore
as for the Vibranium i buy it in shop then i study the Vibranium composition
so i can create it using my quirk

after that incident no one bully Izuku anymore

Many things happened in the span of 10yrs i proposed to government a satellites that watch the whole japan well not only japan i mean the world and will alert the police or hero if a villain try to snatch,****, kidnapped, murder and even accident 

After i launch the satellite many villains come to our house and try to kill me and my family but thanks to the satellite that informed the authority and hero to comes to rescue and save us from the villains thankfully no one in my family is hurt after that i proposed to government if i can create a robot that will protect my family 24/7. and the government agreed i created a robot like iron man suit made of Vibranium. I made 10,000 of those robot as for the energy source i used a power sourced that power the omnitrix that's why all the robot have the hourglass design in their chest not only that i used a Super advanced AI to the robot that will improved in the long run. 
 
the whole world government want me to design a armor to help the police to fight the villains but i refuse saying that maybe the government want to used my design to conquer other land. but i proposed a idea to help them fight a villains
i tell them that i need their database of all villains in all country and i will create a almost indestructible robot but the problem is they can't command it to attack innocent or invade other land it has only 3 commands, 1st is to apprehend villains, 2nd prioritize the safety of the civilians nearby, 3rd minimize the damaged as possible,






















A man is reincarnated as a twin brother of izuku midoriya in mha with 5 wish


first world is mha for the second is idk


english is not my native language
expect it ot have wrong grammar but feel free to criticize

Lydia explained she found the stock of comic books in the ruins of a desk with one drawer miraculously intact. Something hit Joshua, he wondered how the paper that was several thousands year old had withstood the test of time like that. It wasn't just those comic books, the cooking book he had used before was also in similarly good condition. He had Luna analyze the paper, its composition was very different that sheet of paper used on Earth, making it much more sturdy and able to be preserved for millennia. 

In any case, he examined the comics. Looking through the covers revealed they were all part of the same series which Luna translated as 'The Globulous Adventures of Nathalie Tangai, Private Incinerator'. Just looking at the title, he was able to fix two words for Luna's dialect. After they ate dinner, he didn't waste time and started to read the series. 

Nathalie Tangai was a young private investigator living alone with her magical cat Salami who had the ability to turn into a tiger when faced with danger. One day, she received a letter informing her that her uncle Maximilian had passed away and left her a manor. Obviously, the place was haunted so she had to perform an exorcism with the help of an alcoholic priest. 


Once the place was safe, she discovered the manor was once the headquarters of an evil cult wearing penguins masks. That's when the main antagonist made his entry, a man going by the name of 'Baron Viktor', a master of disguises whose goal was to access some ancient documents leading to a mythical treasure hidden in the manor. Nathalie had the brilliant idea to memorize all the documents thanks to her genius intellect and burned them all once she was done.


The series then turned into a bizarre murder mysteries series as Nathalie traveled around the world to look for the treasure while Viktor kept chasing her in a new disguise every adventure while always committing murder for some dumb reason. For example, one case had Viktor disguised as a snake charmer and he murdered a sailor with a tankard, to have the local innkeeper accused of the murder. However, Nathalie proved he had used the tamed snake to smash the sailor with the tankard in question. 

Halfway through the series, a major twist happened in the story: Viktor was revealed to be her long lost twin brother who was kidnapped as an infant by the cult. When he realized it, he saved her life by protecting her from the evil Penguin Lord Nico who was the true main villain and died in the process. 

Heartbroken, Nathalie took possession of the treasure, which turned out to be a time machine. She used it to go back in time and prevent her brother's kidnapping. This created an alternate reality that soft rebooted the series as Nathalie & Viktor started a detective agency together in that timeline. 

The rebooted series involved them traveling around the world and solving ridiculous cases against all odds. If you thought the snake charmer story was ridiculous, it was nothing to what transpired in the second half of the series. The finale of the series took them on a rocket ship patrolling around the moon to face the penguin cult and their master, Lord Nico. Nathalie defeated him by feeding him bagels for some reason. The story ended with the siblings going back on their planet but along the way got absorbed by a vortex leading them to another dimension and therefore, new adventures. 

Joshua didn't know this, but it should come to a surprise to no one those new adventures never came, the series which had been losing steam since the 'reboot' actually got canceled. 

As you might have guessed from this little summary of the 'plot', this series was probably written by either someone on drugs, someone badly advised by their editor or someone even crazier than Joshua. It must, therefore, not be a surprise to you that Joshua loved every freaking moment of this utter nonsensical plot and even cried several times. 
In any case, reading the series took a good part of the night, he could have sped up with Luna's help but he was having so much fun with this dumb series he just relaxed and enjoyed the ride. He didn't neglect his main objective, mind you. His knowledge of Easan was making great progress. 

In the meantime, Catherine had a similar idea to help improve Luna's knowledge of the language. She entered the recreational room, picked a random board game box and looked for the manual. The game was a bizarre variation of chess and there were illustrations on how the several pieces were allowed to move. She managed to establish a basic set of rules with Luna's help and played a round against Lydia. Some parts didn't seem right so she made a few adjustments. They repeated the process until they got a game that mostly made sense before moving on to another game. That one turned out to be some variation on Monopoly so apart from Joshua, who was busy reading the comics,  everyone joined in for the game. While some rules had to be improvised, they did have fun. Considering the nature of the mission, this moment of relaxation was pretty beneficial to the party's morale. There were a few other games but by the time they were done with their current round, it was close to midnight so the group decided to call it for the night. 

The next few days passed by quickly, Catherine and Joshua spent their time improving their vocabulary slowly increasing the difficulty of the material. After running out of board games and recipes, they moved on to individual documents. Most of them were still too complicated, but they picked up a word here and there. One day, The twins stumbled upon a couple of novels of various genres which was a blessing for them. Catherine wasn't very interested in those fictional stories so she let Joshua handle them while she continued to read documents. 

The first book was a horror novel involving a horrible monster killing people in terrible ways. While Joshua found it lackluster, mainly cause the protagonists were all morons who kept splitting up, he had to admit it was pretty useful to learn how to translate various causes of death. Have you ever wondered how one said: 'Thrown into a giant spaghetti machine, torn apart and served to unsuspecting restaurant clients' in Easan? Well, neither had Joshua but now he knew how to say it. Ultimately, the monster was revealed to be vulnerable to soap and was tricked to enter a washing machine where he got locked in and dissolved. He wondered if this was some kind of hidden marketing ploy to boost the sales of washing machines. Anyway, he didn't linger on it too much and moved on. 

The next one he picked up turned out to be an erotica novel. Obviously, it was terribly written. Regardless, he read it, after all, considering half the text consisted of 2 people alternating yelling 'AAAAAAAAAAAAAH' it was fairly easy to follow. Actually, this one was more instructive than the horror novel, as it greatly helped him identify the word referring to certain body parts. His method of figuring them out was quite pragmatic, considering what happened to each part, he just had to figure out what was possible and what wasn't. Joshua, who had been so moved reading that dumb comic, finished the novel in one go, his expression remaining stoic all the time. He was glad when he finished it, in a sense that novel was so bad it was more disturbing than the horror one. 

In any case, he finished story after story. Despite the bad luck he had with the first two, some of the books were actually pretty good. His favorite book was the story of a young baker going on a quest to create the greatest bread recipe ever. By the time he was done with all of them, his level in Easan was pretty good and it was time to resume his research. 

He checked Luna's database and brought for the book about runes he had tried to read before and was glad to see the system was able to translate most of it this time. Therefore, he headed back to the library. He could try to make the rune that had exploded in his face again, but he preferred to check for safer models first, that one was still only half translated. He found a couple of purely theoretical books and while they were hard to understand, he still learned from them. Even with Luna's help, it took him two days to read all the books present but when he was done, he felt like he was ready to accomplish wonders. 

Well either that or he would accidentally cause a massive amount of destruction.

After dying, our main character found himself summoned by a young woman. She comes from a long line of summoners and had expected to partner up with a powerful being, like the rest of her family. Instead, she summoned a computer programmer, who from now on will be living inside her head. Powerless, he's unable to help her with the upcoming war. Disappointed that neither of them had been blessed by fate with some divine abilities, he decides to build a computer system inside her head himself.



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James hadn't been outside of the tower since he first arrived so when he stepped out he was surprised to find that the sun was much brighter than he remembered. He quickly changed his helmet so that the face mask was tinted dark black. Before he left the tower, he debated his costume over and over. He knew from his own comic book buying habits that the best heroes always wore some kind of black costume with a high contrast symbol on it so that people could identify them and he could partially win just through his reputation. He also knew that it had to show off his muscles and be flexible enough that he could get into dramatic looking poses. He settled on a sleek carbon fiber armor plated outfit that offered the perfect amount of armor while maintaining flexibility and still being form fitted to his body. Under the armor plates was a full suite of Vanta black graphene. A rubbery substance that was two hundred times stronger than a similar sized piece of steel. On his chest, he decided on a bright red CBC logo. 

After leaving the tower he decided to try his first flight. He had been debating with himself on the best way to accomplish flight. He could lift himself with telekinesis or he could create a solid piece of air under his feet and use it as a flying platform. He needed it to look good first and foremost because if anyone read his comic, he wanted it to look amazing. He created a solid platform of air including rails so he couldn't be knocked off easily and raised it up effortlessly and knew at once that it would look great from the ground. 

His next task now seemed easy by comparison, he needed to find the villain. Before he left the tower he first broke into the police department's virtual private network or VPN and accessed their database and found that they had a suspect but couldn't find him. They had also guessed a few of his next targets and were actively staking them out. They suspected he was a purple so the department had their own ability users on standby just in case. The officers who were doing the stakeout only had to call the alarm and they would arrive shortly after. James decided the best thing to do was wait for the next police report of his activity and beat the police department to the scene. 

As he floated over New City he started to stretch out his senses. His experiences rapidly climbed as he started to perceive more and more. He could make out the sounds and smells of city block after block. He saw a man being mugged in an alleyway, a boy being bullied by a group of children at a park. He saw cars being stolen and shops being robbed. He considered intervening in these small crimes but stopped himself and only worried about the crimes the police wouldn't be able to stop. He wasn't a beat cop, he was a superhero. That's when he sensed a disturbance in an office highrise. An entire floor of the building was filled with screaming voices, glass was shattering. 

James floated down to the building and saw the floor in question. The man in the purple suit with horns on it held a man up by his shirt and tie and was monologuing, "You aren't laughing Brett? Wasn't it funny when I came home and found you fucking my wife? You threw me out of my own house and said I wasn't welcome there anymore. Then you had me fired for poor job performance and gross incompetence and didn't even give me unemployment while I was homeless and jobless. I am a monster? I am a freak? You brought me to the point of no return and then left me to die. Well, now I have the power. I have been paying them all back you know, anyone who ever slighted me. I saved you for last Brett. The man who ruined my life and turned me into a homeless loser." 

James slowly floated in through the broken window he waved his hand and the glass restored itself as if it had never been broken. The Villain turned his head and asked, "Who the fuck are you? This is my business, keep out of it." 

James chuckled and then said, "That apartment you blew up in midtown? Yeah, you ruined my comic book collection. So now you have to suffer the consequences."

The Villain looked at James's chest and asked, "CBC, is that for the corny black corpse?"

James frowned and then said, "Dude, no, it's... You know what, fuck this, just go to sleep." James caused the man's suit to constrict around him until he passed out. He walked over and created handcuffs and bound the man's hands behind his back and then scooped him up and walked towards the window. He turned to the man named Brett and said, "Stop being an asshole. You never know who you'll offend." Then he caused the window to open like a door and then close behind them as they seemed to slowly float away.

Brett's pants had an obvious wet spot on the front, he looked around and asked, "I'm not an asshole am I?" Everyone rolled their eyes and mumbled as they walked away from him.

James brought the purple horned villain back to the tower. When he walked into the lobby, the tall brutish looking man from the academics class gave him a slow clap and then asked sarcastically, "Comic book guy! Just what the hell are you carrying? Is that your new partner?" 

James frowned and then said, "No one told me what to do with him. I could take him to the police or kill him I guess? I just didn't know what exactly my assignment was so I brought him back here."

The tall brutish man started to laugh and then said, "Comic book guy you are a definitely a hero. You obviously can't kill him. What does that leave?" 

James frowned and then said, "I brought him back here to see if he can still be molded into someone useful. He committed some crimes, yes, but was he given the same opportunities that we were?" He turned his head to the right and asked, "What do you think Angela?"

Angela appeared next to James with a surprised look on her face, "How long have you known I was there?" 

James chuckled and replied, "I started to practice my perception while I was in the air. I only recently noticed you. You hid very well, I noticed your scent though." 

Angela smiled and then asked in coquettish voice, "Did you like it?" 

James blushed and nodded. He then asked, "What do you think of giving this guy a chance first?" 

Angela nodded and said, "You did well. I was happy with your decision. Sam, take the purple guy up to the first floor." 

The tall brutish looking man nodded and dragged the purple villain to the elevator by his foot without being the slightest bit gentle. 

Angela watched them enter the elevator before turning back to James. She looked him over and asked, "Well you fought your first villain, was it anticlimactic after your training?"

James nodded and said, "It was like you said, he was an ant." 

Angela nodded and asked, "Mhm, do you feel like you are ready to be on your own, or would you like to keep climbing the tower?" 

James looked up and then shook his head, "I can see the other floors already, I won't learn there. I need to practice in a place with more privacy. Someplace where I won't hurt anyone when I experiment." 

Angela nodded and said, "I went to the dark side of the moon when I practiced. So no one would notice what I was doing. Captain Freedom, he's another red you haven't met yet, went to Mars and ended up being seen by a Chinese rover. That caused quite a commotion." She laughed happily. Then she thought for a moment and said, "I think Grrl Power, another red you haven't met, said she just went underground for her practice. I wouldn't recommend that though, too much room for error." 

James nodded and then asked, "How many of us are there that you know?" 

Angela smiled and said, "Ten. We killed two reds that turned to evil as well." 

James frowned, "What did they do to deserve death?" 

Angela looked James in the eye and asked, "If I said nothing at all, would you think less of me?" 

James looked back and said, "You read their minds and saw something inside of them that must not be allowed to grow." 

A tear rolled down her cheek and she nodded. She looked away and said softly, "One of them had plans to make himself the ruler of the Earth. The other one was my sister. She wanted to erase mankind for the animals to have the Earth back."

James let out a deep breath and then nodded, "I'm sorry, that was a tough decision to have to make." He looked around and then asked, "It's not a matter of if but when, isn't it?" 

Angela nodded, "I sped up your training the way I did because we are going to need your help. I am going to need your help. I can't do this alone and the other reds, well, you'll understand after you meet them. Let's just say, we are different." 

James thought about it and then asked, "The academics. They have power without knowledge, right?"

Angela looked surprised, "Yes, that's exactly it. Without taking the time to learn, they have just improved in the things they do best and know best. Captain Freedom is an athlete, for instance, while Grrl Power is an artist. They didn't try to learn more than what they were interested in so they are limited in what they can do with the power." 

James rubbed his chin and then asked, "Haven't you thought of training them in the tower?" 

Angela shook her head and replied, "I don't mean to imply they are weak, it's just that they have developed a way to use their power now. Asking them to change would be like trying to teach them to walk using their hands instead of their feet."

James nodded and then asked, "That does make sense, I think you also prefer to keep them flawed, don't you? Why did you take such a big chance with me?" 

Angela ran her hand through her hair brushing it back and said, "I've seen the other world through your memories. I know that you were purposely chosen to be here. That alone made you intriguing. Aside from that, you have the ability to see the world the way I do. Your morality fits perfectly with my own." 

James smiled and then asked, "Does that mean you are thinking about me as being the Red King?" 

Angela laughed and then said in a serious voice, "Gross. You haven't even asked me on a date and you try to marry me?" 

James opened his mouth unable to get the words out.

James made his way back up to his room in the tower. He picked out a comic book and started to flip through the pages as he lay back in his bed. As he read through it he started to understand the difference between how a comic book depicted action and how it worked here in reality. The speed of a real fight was so much faster than it could be depicted in a comic, anime or movie for one. The other thing that was different was the collateral damage. In comics and in the movies you never get to see how the aftermath is dealt with. In this world, there are entire companies dedicated to the clean up of superhero battlefields and supervillain destruction. After his own apartment was destroyed, he saw the builders practically lining up to start repairs. 

James stretched out his senses once again and started to look for signs of trouble. Something was bothering him and he couldn't put a finger on it. He saw people in the tower training, he saw Angela sipping a coffee from the Butch Bros. He saw Sam berating he purple suited villain and then he went beyond the tower, to the streets around it. That's when he saw a man in a black trench coat smoking a cigarette. The man smiled at him and said, "It's not time for us to meet kid, you're too weak. Your girlfriend might be able to give me a decent fight, but it's not the time for her yet either. I'll be back." He waved his hand and disappeared in his place was an explosion big enough to cause the tower to sway. Angela sped out of the tower looking frightened. She landed next to the crater and started to repair the damage. James used his own mind to help her repair from the comfort of his room. He sent his thoughts to Angela along with the memory of the man who spoke to him. 

Angela gasped, "I know him. He's someone that was supposed to have been killed by the government team. He calls himself Stan." 

James nodded his head and then asked, "Wait, did you just say, Stan?" 

Angela looked very serious, "Yes. Stan." 

James smirked and then asked, "You're telling me that our arch nemesis is named Stan?" Angela nodded. James looked taken aback, "He doesn't even get a cool villain name like Baphomet, Baal, or Apocolypse or something? It's just Stan?"

Angela looked very upset, "Listen, the government lost three reds when they fought Stan. He's very dangerous. He's like us." 

James rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Stan taught you, didn't he." 

Angela nodded and then said, "Stan used to believe in doing good for the world, but then one night while he was watching cable tv news, he decided that humanity was too stupid and they needed something to rally against in order to survive. He is trying to become the evil that the human race rallies against. The government team had to attack him because he took a crap on the president's desk during the state of the union address." She frowned and then said, "Are you laughing? That's not funny."

James held up his hand and said, "Sorry, it was just a little funny. What else has he done?" 

Angela sighed and then said, "He attacked the Superbowl because he said, 'The Patriots suck, get a different team to play this year.' in a drunken fit. He ended up ruining the game for everyone and they had to go without it. Not only that, but he also went to the San Diego comic con and punched some guy named Leifeld in the face for ruining the 90s." 

James chuckled and said, "Yeah, those are all terrible crimes. Stan is a monster." 

Angela frowned and then said, "It's not funny. He has really hurt a lot of people." 

James nodded and said, "Don't worry, we'll keep training and get to a point where we can stop Stan." 

Angela tapped her foot and said, "Stan being alive is not something you and I are equipped to handle. We'll need to contact America's Team." 

James made a face and then asked, "The Dallas Cowboys?"

Angela looked exasperated with James and said, "No dummy, that's what the government team is called. America's Team."

The story of a Comic Book Collector who is brought to a world where he finds out that he is one of the special people who can earn experience and level up to become a superhero.

A few minutes ago, the two bosses of Wanderers Manila sent out an ultimatum. 
"All units go and blockade Third, Fourth, and Fifth Streets. The target is most likely at a tenement complex at Fourth Street. The target must be caught at all costs. But under any circumstances that he doesn't engage first, never engage!"
Their ultimatum is weird. How can they catch this guy if they don't fight him? But at least it is still in line with the protocols...
The Alliance of Wanderers run strict protocols regarding Superhumans, especially those that are not members of the organization. They are authorities in almost every city on the planet, so they can impose their directives directly into the populace.
One of the most integral of their protocols is, of course, putting every single Superhuman being on the planet in their database. It does not matter if you are a member of the organization, rival groups, militant groups, or even unaffiliated to any of them. The database allows any unaffiliated Superhumans safe passage into Alliance-controlled cities. There are other uses of this database that are hidden from plain sight though…
It is mainly used by the Alliance for intelligence, but who knows if their main goal for creating that is for intelligence purposes, right? 
Me, of course, and well… the org bosses. 
That is the reason they are going for this nameless Superhuman that made rounds on the internet today.
The Alliance has dispatched a few of their C-grade Superhumans to question this rogue on what his intentions are for breaking the organization's Metahuman laws. Since rogue Superhumans appear multiple times a month, it is considered quite ordinary by the huge Alliance. And with their org's might alone, most Supers just give up trying to resist.
This time though, they didn't know they are punching a brick wall.
***
The two witnesses that caught our smelly boy outside the tenements were questioned multiple times by both the city police and the Alliance C-grade Supers. Honestly they have no inkling as to where that guy exactly lives, but they are sure that it is within that ten-storey tenement complex. Five teams of two grade C Supers each were sent out by the Alliance to scour two floors each of this huge complex. 
The task of the eighth floor fell to these two unlucky men we're following right now.
"How do we know it's him?" The taller and more muscular of the two asked with uncertainty.
"The stink. If he stinks, it's him, that simple." The second guy laughed without restraint after his statement.
"What if he's already taken a bath, you dumbo?" The tall man knocked on a brown door that seemed to be a few termite bites away from disintegration.
"Well… I haven't really thought—" But before the smaller man finished his words, a strike each hit them square in the chest seamlessly after the door was opened. They didn't even manage to react and see what the man in the news actually looked like, before crashing straight to the metal railings, and breaking it.
The chests of the two caved in from the impact alone. As they freefell from the eighth floor to the ground, the perpetrator rushed back to the room with lightning fast quickness. 
The tall man landed on the roof of a parked car on the street below. His partner got off worse, as he smashed straight through the windshield of the same car. He broke it into a thousand tiny pieces, and ended up inside. The innately strong physical body of a Super can't even withstand a single blow from this guy. But with their regenerative power also barely keeping them awake and alive, the two with the little of what's left of their consciousness, realized that this guy is not an ordinary Metahuman. 
The car security system blared incessantly because of the two Supers that crashed into it. The people, shocked as they are, managed to call the police, the Alliance, their parents, their gossip friends, and their favorite restaurant for delivery. Of course, there are some that just stood there dumbly, took pictures to share it for clout, or acted like they know what to do when such a thing occurs. 
Within seconds, our honest-to-goodness brainless MC had shoved all his essentials in the room— his manga collection, his comic book collection, his X-rated collection, a huge backpack, and his TV— into a spatial ring that barely fit his finger, then jumped down the broken railings from eight floors up into the crowded street below.
The stunned crowd that saw the descent of the young man, was left even more stupefied when he went straight to the duo that's already bleeding from all their orifices and grabbed a ring from their right hands.
"Heh. You're from the Alliance, no? Please random Super generator, give me a rich Super!" This guy is raving mad. He even hoped these guys are rich after stealing from them?
"You—" the taller man which is a little better off, managed to utter a word through gritted teeth before vomiting a mouthful of blood in the direction of his partner.
"Haha, you're a riot! You even gifted your friend some vomit! You can sleep now!" A quick palm strike completely knocked him out, as our surprisingly ruthless MC, did the same to the hallucinating vomit-filled shorter man. Then he raised his arm...
Every single citizen in the crowd was shocked. Heroes fighting— no, wait this isn't even considered a fight, this was a one-sided slaughter! They only see this in the movies, and when A-grade Supers, the Transcendents, wipe the floor against the creatures from the other worlds! Yet no one remembered to take photos or videos of this scene!
The perpetrator is now leisurely skipping away with two new rings in his pocket like nothing happened. The bastard is even humming his favorite tune! 
I can imagine just how much the people wanna bash this guy's head in, because I wanna bash his head in too!
Our main character hasn't completely fled the scene yet when an aggressive howl echoed in the dusk sky.
"Wait, why is that creepy guy in here? Shit!" This dumbass didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard that howl. "Why does it have to be that guy chasing me!" He chose the latter and fled the scene without any intention of looking back.
Meanwhile, when the people heard that familiar howl? Everyone's spirits were raised, as if they've found salvation.
"It's the Hound!" A collective sigh of relief was followed by a wave of 'Hound' chants from the crowd, knowing full well that the Super from earlier doesn't have a fat chance over this monster.
The Hound appeared at the scene as a grey wolf, with its wondrous grey black fur and the air of dominance it gives off. This is how the Hound usually appears as. It's kind of a letdown, since he doesn't usually appear as a literal hound though…
But anyway, not letting my feelings get in the way, the Hound is the Alliance's premier tracker. He can transform into any type of canine— from the small Fennec foxes, annoying Chihuahua, savage hyenas, or the Greyhounds! He can do it on a whim, too!
The crowd parted as he walked in while changing shape from canine to man. This transformation is almost seamless, with barely a second passing by. No, he's not naked, I can read your minds. He went straight to his two fellow Alliance dogs— I mean… fellow Supers…
"Why did he leave these guys alive? Does he think we will go easy on him if he did this? Fat chance." He smelled the two and his face twitched.
Hmmm... why would you smell two bloody people? Are you also dumb?
This is just how he does things. He places his nose as his most important organ… at least except for the one down there…
So he smelled the two, and the air swirling around them for traces of the one being chased. "He really is without a scent. Interesting. I've never met someone like him before." He concluded while continuing to smell the surrounding areas.
The Alliance personnel searching the other floors arrived like policemen that always never catch a whiff of the enemy. The Hound can't help but choke a little because of the smell and the incompetence of those below him… at least he's still in control of the situation.
But the next thing that happened made him lose control.

The protagonist was once a force enough to destroy the world when he’s younger, but now, he’s regressed to a day-to-day worker! How the hell did it end up like this?

Follow our ugly, and annoying MC on his misadventures to the path of redemption! Well… I’m not forcing you… but maybe I can scam you by adding an annoying, rowdy cast! Tell me, aren't you enticed with that summary?

Hmmm… no… who am I kidding… let me do it again… since that doesn’t sound too enticing...

In a world where Superhumans are revered as saviors (and idols), our protagonist was once standing at the pinnacle. But that was when he’s younger. 

Now, he’s a forlorn part-timer working multiple jobs to make ends meet. He’s also out of shape, and doesn’t look the least bit like the world-beating Superhuman he once was.

What happened here?

Follow him… uhhh… I don’t have a name for him yet… in his misadventures towards the path to redemption! Even if he’s still armed with the ridiculous power of his youth, he still has to get his life together! Throw in a cast of misfit idiots with dumb powers, and his annoying tale is born!

~~~

I'm just a random gorilla studying in the city, shitposting is my daily hobby, but it seems like I've picked up another. 

Anyway, come one, come all, I'm selling my supply of bana— huh? No way!!! You won't get even a banana peel from me!

If you can bear to take this virtually annoying ride with me, I welcome you. (Drop your stones, I like being stoned... OF COURSE I DON'T LIKE IT!!! I'm a collegiate gorilla, my mom will kill me by stoning!!!) 

Arigato?! Special thanks to plumber with a red hat.

Cover is a free to use stock photo.

Monday Evening
 
Curtis Ross sits slouched at his desk. His hefty size makes the large executive chair look small. His desk is twelve feet long and runs along the wall of what was once the dining room of his house.
Mounted on the wall above the desk is a wireless, 8K thin-screen monitor, twelve feet wide by seven feet high and two millimeters thick. The flexible monitor is paper thin. The screen displays several windows. One window displays an image of the solar system, another the asteroid belt. A third one shows a list of all known asteroids, while others display e-mail, YouTube streams and a video chat room. On the wall behind Curtis is another wall-sized thin-screen streaming multiple news channels with the audio muted.
Curtis chews on a piece of pizza and sips cola from a Giant Gulp cup while video chatting with his boyhood friend, Jin Goldberg, and Jin's girlfriend, Becky.
Jin is a Korean, Jewish blend with light brown skin and curly black hair. The multi-cultural mix of genes created a very intelligent, handsome, young man with a stout build. "You got another one logged and verified by the MPC?" asks Jin.
Curtis sits proudly, pulling his t-shirt, emblazoned with the words, I need my Space, to cover his exposed belly fat, then brushes at his unruly bangs covering his eyes. "It's in process. They need to verify it's actually a new find and compute the orbit before entering it into the database. They will include it in a future newsletter and post it on the MPC website if all goes well," Curtis explains.
"Cool, Curtman. You'll have another asteroid find on the list of discoverers. You're a real space explorer documented for the rest of history," Jin says.
"Wait. Jin, the MP what?" asks Becky.
"The MPC—or more precisely, the Minor Planet Center—is the only place in the world responsible for keeping track of all minor planets, comets, and asteroids in our solar system. Anybody who spots and tracks an object can report it to the MPC to help build the database of what's out there. Curtis found a new, never discovered asteroid, and the MPC will publish his find. It's his fourth asteroid discovery."
"That is really cool," Becky says, picking up on Jin's enthusiasm. "So, do you get to name it?"
Curtis sucks hard on his straw, siphoning the cold soda into his gullet. "I get first dibs on picking a name, but they have to approve it."
"Will you name it after yourself?" asks Becky.
"Nah, I'll probably continue on the theme of the first three," Curtis says.
"What did you name the first three?" 
Curtis plays with the straw of his Gulp cup. "Gintoki, Natsu, and Luffy. For this one, I'm thinking either Yusuke or Goku. I can't decide. I'd only name one after me if it smashes into a planet, or something."
"I wouldn't know if those are names of Japanese emperors or sushi dishes," Becky replies.
"They're names of Anime characters. Anime, you know, Japanese comic books." Jin states, slyly.
Curtis sets his Gulp cup on the desk. "Jin knows they're called Manga, not comic books. He's just trying to start a fight. I don't think I need to worry about naming the asteroid for a while. I'm still waiting for the MPC to publish an asteroid I discovered last year. The government cut their staff by fifty percent so it's taking forever."
"Yeah, they went from an entire team of six people, down to three. Can you imagine? There are millions of asteroids out there, any of which, if it hit Earth could wipe out a town or erase a huge city. Not to mention an impact could cause a five-year impact winter or worse. Talk about global cooling! Our government, in their wisdom, gave the responsibility to six whole people and then cut it to three! NASA and the MPC have mapped only twenty thousand of the potentially hazardous asteroids. They're tracking the largest Near-Earth Objects, or NEOs. The Earth destroyers. The ones larger than a kilometer across. That's an asteroid three thousand two hundred eighty feet wide," Jin explains.
"The dinosaur killers," says Curtis. He makes an explosive sound, picks up a plastic toy dog from his desk, and throws it in the air while making a louder explosive noise. "Ka-boom! That dinosaur doggie is toast." The plastic toy dog flies across the room to a bookshelf, knocking over a display of Anime characters.
Becky looks concerned. "What about the other million asteroids? Who's searching for them? Isn't NASA or somebody trying to discover the orbits of all those, those rocks that could smash into us?"
Curtis stuffs a piece of mega-meat pizza into his mouth. Chewing and talking with a full mouth, "You're looking at 'em, sweetheart. These days it's us and others like us who are doing most of the searching. NASA ran several programs after the turn of the century. They found and tracked over seven hundred thousand asteroids. That was until NASA got their budget whacked to support the Four Wars. It will be some backyard astronomer, or a high school astronomy club that spots the big one. I just hope we detect it early enough to give NASA and the government time to find a solution. NASA discovered many of the asteroid near misses just days before they flew by, and sometimes not until days after. Complete surprises. Most of these asteroids are dark and too small to reflect much light, so they're tough to spot and track until they're close."
Jin adds to Curtis's explanation. "The real problem is that less than 10 percent of asteroids ranging from five hundred to a thousand feet in diameter have been identified and tracked, and only one percent of asteroids two hundred feet in diameter are being tracked. These aren't dinosaur killers but, if one lands in your backyard, you and the neighbors in the next town will have a crappy day. So, it's up to us to find these asteroids and track their orbits. People need to know what's out there and what might come at us so we can help protect mankind."
"We are Space Guard!" Curtis proclaims.
"You can't use that name," says Jin. "It's overused, and we can't guard anything. How about Sky Snoopers?"
"That's dumb. You were never good at coming up with names," counters Curtis.
"How about Comet Chasers or Sky Scanners?" Becky suggests.
"Becky, leave this to us professionals," says Curtis, waving his Giant Gulp cup.
A new video window opens in the chat room. "Speaking of professionals, glad I can be of service."
"Marcus. How's it going, man?" asks Curtis. Marcus looks like the stereotypical Aussie with uncombed blond hair, tanned skin, and a broad smile. 
"Great mate. How you going? And who is this beauty we have in the room tonight? Not speaking of you, mate. Sorry."
"This is Jin's new­­­—wait, correction—first ever girlfriend, Becky. Say hi, Becky. This is Marcus. He's from Australia."  
Becky gives a slow wave. "Hi."
Curtis views Becky's image. She looks like a tomboy clothed in a denim shirt with no jewelry or make-up. She wears her long, dark hair pulled back with her face hiding behind large framed glasses. 
"Now I understand why Jin's been getting in shape. All the jogging and push-ups. Guess we can't call you 'Box' any longer."
Jin's face turns red. "Curtis, you know how I feel about that name. Why would you? Shit! Nice friend."
Curtis looks at the angry image of his lifelong friend but says nothing. 
Becky looks confused. "Why would they call you 'Box'?"
"It's a mean childhood nickname. Never mind. I'll tell you later." 
"Guess that's a touchy subject. Nice to meet ya, Becky. Moving on with the business of the day. Curtis, did you get that scan from Pan-Starrs for me?" asks Marcus.
"No, I can't get any time on the scope. It's off-line," says Curtis.
"How about Klet?" 
"Nope, shut down. Budget cuts," says Curtis.
"Siding Springs?"
"Restricted hours."
Marcus goes down the list of resources from memory, hoping to find an active scope they can log into for some viewing time. 
"How about Catalina Sky Survey?" suggests Jin.
"Come on. You know it's been down for months."
"How about Neat or Space Watch?" asks Marcus, checking off the last two on the list in his head.
"Both down. Every telescope that has allowed public access for the past decade is down for repairs or shut down because of budget cuts. I heard they defunded the Department of Astronomy for Public Access. It's as if someone shut down our eyes on the sky on purpose. I don't get it." 
"We're flying blind. Earth orbiting the sun. The solar system orbiting the Milky Way, and we can't even watch where we're going. It's scary!" Jin exclaims. 
"It's not as if you're driving this planet through the solar system, Jin. The Earth and solar system have been orbiting the galaxy for billions of years just fine without our help," says Becky.
Becky's comment makes Curtis irate. He slams down his Giant Gulp cup. "Sure, Earth has been just fine. No problems at all, at least during humans' short-term memory. What about the meteor crater in Arizona? That crater is three quarters of a mile in diameter. Oh, and how about the Vredefort crater in South Africa? The original crater was two hundred miles across. We should not forget the Sudbury crater in Ontario, now called the Sudbury basin. It's thirty-nine miles wide, nineteen miles long, and nine miles deep! It happened two billion years ago, but it was a big one! Then there is the Chicxulub crater in the Yucatan. The crater is 110 miles in diameter and twelve miles deep. That one hit us sixty-six million years ago; The dinosaur killer. 1908 in Tunguska, Russia, there was an aerial meteor explosion. It destroyed everything eight hundred miles from the center of the blast. Lucky for mankind, it was all forest. Imagine if the meteor stayed aloft for a few seconds longer and exploded over London or Paris. It would have annihilated those cities. Ever look at the moon? Looks like it took a few thousand hits, doesn't it? It's been a long time since Earth has had a major hit. But what if our time is up?" Curtis ends his tirade, picks up his Giant Gulp with authority, and sucks hard on the straw.
"OK, Curtis. You made your point. Take it easy on her. She's still learning." Jin scolds.
"Wow look at Curtis get overheated," says Marcus.
"It's OK. Curtis made some good points. So, Earth isn't exactly safe. But you said they shut all the telescopes down, so what do we do?" asks Becky.
"It's simple. We do what astronomers have always done. Break out our personal telescopes find the highest spot we can and search the skies. We don't need government or university funded telescopes. They are bigger, but we can still discover asteroids. Curtis discovered four already. You never know it could be an amateur astronomer like you, me, or Curtis who makes the next big discovery."
"That sounds great, Jin. Can I go with you guys? It would be great to meet Curtis in the real, if you don't mind," says Becky.
"Ah, I think I'm gonna be busy whenever you meet up," says Curtis.
"Becky, Curtis lives in Henderson, Nevada near Las Vegas where we grew up and Marcus lives in Perth. Curtis and his dad got me interested in science and astronomy. Lifelong buds isn't that right, Curtis?" Jin explains.
"Yup, lifelong." Curtis sucks on the Giant Gulp straw, but he's drained the cup, and it makes a loud gurgling sound.
"Becky, I'll message you. We'll set a time. I'll take you to my favorite viewing site," Jin says.
"OK, you lovebirds have fun. Let me know if you spot anything," says Curtis.
"Guess this is my cue to sign off. I'll chat you up later, Curtis," Marcus says as his stream goes dark.
"Bye." Becky drops her side of the stream.
 "Later, Curtman." Jin says as screen goes dark.
Curtis, in his comfy oversized chair flicks a finger in the air and the entire wall-sized thin screen changes to the startup icon of his Celestron GXE 8K Super Star Tracker. The fourteen-inch telescope mounted on the rooftop patio of the house is controllable from his desk.
"Going outside is so overrated."

An asteroid storm of apocalyptic proportions is headed for Earth.
A mysterious group within the government called the Arcadian’s led by Colonel Cruikshank knows the storm is coming. This corrupt shadow government has taken extreme measures to keep the storm secret while building underground cities to protect the few and the fortunate. Cruikshank’s goal is that after the storm passes his survivors will emerge from the protected cities as a more perfect humanity. He is determined to create his Utopian society, no matter what it takes.
Rick Munday is a husband, father, and struggling Astrophysicist who needs his research grant approved. When Cruikshank learns that Rick’s grant proposal predicts the asteroid storm, Cruikshank drugs and kidnaps Rick, securing him in the underground city of New Arcadia. 
On his quest to escape the Arcadian’s and reach his family, Rick, and friends he meets on his journey use high-tech hacking skills to warn the world of the coming disaster, expose the underground cities, and save thousands more souls. Captain Kobalt, Cruikshank’s enforcer chases Rick and his friends across America in an epic adventure leading to a climactic conflict between Rick and Kobalt. 
Asteroids–Bridge to Nowhere is a fast-paced near-future dystopian adventure. Watch out! Tribulation will get you out there….

Tony looked at himself in the mirror. After staring at his reflection for a very long time, he said

"Is it a Lucid Dream? But Why am I not able to wake up? There's no way that I transmigrated in the body of a fictional character such as Tony Stark and even consumed his soul…..But, The Theory of Everything...If we believe the Theory of Infinite Universes, then it is indeed possible that the Marvel universe exist in the Multiverse. But how did I transmigrate? I am about 80% sure that I died from the Tsar Bomba and there is almost no proof of this being a lucid dream while my body is going through some weird sleep paralysis."

Anthony was making all kinds of hypothesis of how it all happened.
He was sure that he died from that hydrogen bomb but the next second he opened his eyes, he was sitting on a chair as some foreign memories assaulted his brain.
He immediately controlled those memories with the help of his AI chip which also transmigrated with his soul and slowly absorbed everything.

After he had seen all the memories, and a weird pain which almost broke his soul, his AI chip's notification brought him to his senses.
It told him that his appearance in this world will change many things due to a butterfly effect.
After he came back to reality, he saw General Ross, who he knew from the foreign memories shaking him erratically and calling him 'Stark'.

The first reflex of Anthony at such a confusing situation was to handle it normally and figure everything out later.
General Ross told him that he suddenly fell unconscious while he was giving suggestions for the sokovia accords and after about ten seconds, he gained his consciousness back.

'From the looks of it, It seems that this is Marvel Cinematic universe, and If I really have transmigrated, then it is going to get pretty interesting.
The reason I dropped the comics was because Iron man had a lot of potential yet he never actually explored it due to his hypocritical morals.

He could've recreated his father's serum which turned the limpy Steve Rogers into Captain America, but he never did.

He could've researched Pepper after she was injected with the extremis but it was poorly modified and ultimately purged by an alien cyber virus.

He wasted many things such as Vibranium, Adamantium, Infinity Stones. 
That Symbiote Armour also had a lot more potential. 
Hmm….Now if this really is the reality then I have enough time and resources to do a lot of things…..'

Anthony had a smile on his face. A real and genuine smile which he never thought would appear on his lips.

'Jarvis, overtake this world's Jarvis. Learn everything that it knows and completely take over it. As soon as you succeed, start creeping inside of all the systems connected to the internet.'
Commanded Anthony, who has now assumed the identity of Anthony Edward "Tony" Stark, or simply Tony Stark.

As Tony was communicating with Jarvis in his lab, Pepper suddenly came from behind and gave him a back hug.

"General …...Ross called me and told me that you….that you have a radiation poisoning…" Said Pepper while almost crying.

'sigh...Will have to go with her shit now. But she is important as she handles all the meetings and businesses while I save the world…..but now I will sit home and invent as I might destroy this world myself….Well, I can act a little lovey-dovey to manipulate her.' thought Tony in his mind as he got out of her embrace and simply kissed the crying Pepper on her tender lips.

.....

[Completely Absorbed the AI named 'Jarvis' of this world]

[AI will shut down for the upgrade now….]

[Shutting down in 10….9…...8…...7]

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Tony handled the crying pepper and took her to his room by picking her up in princess style.
He knew how to handle people and to completely subdue Pepper, he has to show her that he is completely honest and genuine about her.

Pepper was surprised with Tony's sudden actions as she demanded to know what he was doing but Tony just meaningfully looked at her and placed her on his bed and started kissing her again. 
His kisses weren't filled with lust but were very light and filled with love.
He caressed her hairs as he started undoing her shirt while she too started to undo his pants in the heat of the moment. 
Tony made love to Pepper all night long as he made sure to satisfy her at least three times while he slowly and slowly slipped the words such as "I Love you" and "I missed you" in between of the very slow and fluffy love making of theirs.


After he had done that, he slowly told her more lies about how she shouldn't worry about him that much and that he just fainted for 10 seconds because of overwork.
Pepper clearly didn't believe him and thought that he really had a Plutonium poisoning but chose to ignore it since he was so genuine to her.
Today was indeed the best day of her life as Tony had never shown so much love to her before and thinking about it again, she just gave him a peck on his cheek before leaving for a boards meeting the next morning.

'Finally…' thought Tony as he saw Pepper off at the gates of Stark Tower.

'Jarvis? Have you Upgraded?' Asked Tony in his Mind

[*Ding* Yes Sir, I indeed have upgraded]

'Hmm, So, what are the new changes? Tell me?' Asked Tony as he made his way towards his lab.

[My Processing Speed has upgraded, Memory is increased, gained an improved self-learning algorithm and learnt a lot about this world.]

'Good. Have you infected the internet?'

[Yes Sir, I am hacking all the systems connected to Internet]

'Very well, Now trace Hank Pym, Scott Lang, James Howlett, Erik Magnus Lehnsherr and Charles Xavier'

[Very Well Sir]

After giving Jarvis his orders, Tony himself started to work on some things.

'Two Infinity Stones are still on earth. The Mind Stone with Vision and The Time Stone with Dr. Strange. Dr. Strange's Teleportation Mystic arts is a huge asset too and so is vision's entire body. Let's first get the Nanoparticles and try crafting them with programming. I'm way ahead of Marvel's Comic-Verse in Marvel's Cinematic Universe. This is going to get messy. In about a month, Civil War will happen and that will be my best shot at Vision and Antman. I also have to talk to Peter.
I also need to find out about Thanos. If this Thanos is from the Comic Verse then everyone is fucked. King Thanos is a god whose lover is the primordial entity of Death itself. They even have a fucking child together.

So Many variables. I don't like it. Don't like it one bit.'

[*Ding* Found Hank Pym, Scott Lang, James Howlett, Erik Magnus Lehnsherr and Charles Xavier]

'Already? That's fine. Let's start with James Howlett, our very own Wolverine. He has the lowest risk factor. All brawn and no brain. The rest are cunning...Well Except for Scott Lang anyways.
Put a bounty on his head. $3 Million would do. And if anyone can do it silently, then they'll get $4 Million.'

[Very Well Sir]

'Also, Have you hacked into Wakanda?'

[No Sir, That place has its own AI which is preventing the Hack. It will take time]

'No Problem. Present Howard Stark's research on Captain's Serum. You can find it in the S.H.I.E.L.D's database. Also, Tony at least must have collected some extremis while he cured Pepper, find out about that too.'

[Task Initiated…..]

After about Half an Hour, Jarvis presented the research papers of both Extremis and Super-Soldier Serum to Tony who then immediately started working on them. Jarvis was also making custom nanoparticles in another lab and soon Tony lost the track of time.

A Genius Psychopath from Earth transmigrates into the body of Tony Stark which completely changes the fate of the Multiverse.
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This novel will follow both The Cinematic and Comic Verse. If you are a fellow nerd then you will be able to understand more quickly than the normies.
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AU Dark!Tony
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The Reason I'm writing this and not continuing my other novels is that I am in hospital and the chapters of those novels are saved up in my desktop at home. Now till I recover in this Hospital, I will write this fiction and maybe more from my mobile.

Wednesday, early morning.

    The morning sun spilled inch by inch to the sleeping metropolis, and Jay flew back to his dormitory from Gotham before the morning light completely covered the city. Although he had a thrilling time in Gotham last night, it did not affect his arrangement that he must go back to school before the sun rises and arrive on time for the first class in the morning.

    He quietly returned to the dormitory, trying not to make a sound to disturb his sleeping roommate, but after entering the door, he realized that it was unnecessary. Mike slept like a dead pig, the loud snoring noise from his nose seemed to overturn the roof, and he didn't even notice anyone coming in. Jay couldn't help worrying as he was thankful, because it meant that if he wanted to sleep in the dormitory in the future, he must before the roommate fell asleep.

    Jay usually has no thoughts to listen carefully, and even less in the mood after the battle with Superman last night. He almost stayed at the table with his cheek in one hand in a daze during the entire morning in class. He seemed to be listening to the professor's lecture in his ears, but he didn't even think about it. His mind was full of superhuman things, and he stared at the top of a tree outside the window in a daze during the entire class, turning his ballpoint pen unconsciously in his hand.

    Twenty minutes before the end of get out of class, a sharp and piercing sound pierced the space and hit his cochlea directly from the window.

    Jay trembled, and the ballpoint pen fell to the ground unconsciously. The noise is nothing short of torture, and the violent sound effects are like listening to the sound of a chainsaw on a construction site up close, making people's heads almost bursting.

    Jay covered his ears subconsciously, but that of course couldn't cut off his super hearing. He looked around, the professor on the podium still spit, and the students still listened with gusto, and no one except him seemed to notice the unbearable sound wave.

    Jay quickly realized that it was an ultrasound that only he could hear, but where did it come from? Someone deliberately let him hear it? Or is it just which laboratory is doing ultrasound-related experiments?

    Maybe after today he has to ask Kara to ask how to actively block his super hearing, but now he feels a little unbearable. Despite the fact that he was still in class at the moment, he got up and left the classroom directly under the attention of everyone. He found a place where no one took off his coat and dressed in a Superman shirt, whizzing and flying towards the source of the noise.

    In the metropolitan area, an empty lot of abandoned houses.

    Amanda Waller put her hands behind her, her almost squinted eyes looking at the blue sky of the metropolis through two small round glasses. Two detectives in black suits followed him from left to right, and a horn-like device was flashing a red indicator light representing the activation state, releasing harsh, high-frequency sound waves across the entire city.

    Humans can't hear this frequency, and recently the domineering "Superman" is stopping the riot on the other half of the earth, and only one person in this city can hear it.

    When the figure in the red and blue uniform appeared directly above the clearing, Amanda Waller smiled. She waved her hand to signal the subordinates behind her to turn off the noise-emitting machine, and then looked up at the sky and said, "Since it's all here, why not come down and talk?"

    Her voice is not loud, the volume is the same as when she talks face-to-face, but she knows that the Kryptonian who is tens of meters in the air can hear it. Jay hovered in the air and looked down at Waller, frowning slightly.

    When a two-dimensional comic image appears in the real world, there is a slight difference, so before Jay encountered some characters in the original comics in this world, he couldn't immediately recognize it. But Amanda Waller was the only exception-Jay recognized her at a glance, because she was so conspicuous. Looking down on Jay from her height is like a black meat ball tightly wrapped in a blue formal suit, coupled with the sharp gaze of an extraordinary steel knife in her eyes, that unique image is almost It became her personal business card.

    According to comic cognition, Jay remembers that Amanda Waller was the head of an organization called Skyeye, with a status similar to Nick Fury of Marvel S.H.I.E.L.D.. She is a very tough character. The original work holds the secret identities and weaknesses of most superhuman beings, and she always has her part in many hidden secrets.

    The current situation looks like she deliberately used this sonic emission device to attract herself, which at least conveys good news-Waller does not yet know the true identity of the new Superman, otherwise she should sit with her legs crossed right now. Waiting for Jay to go back in his dormitory.

    Jay thought for a while and then landed and stood in front of Waller. He didn't know what medicine was sold in the other party's gourd, but at least he couldn't show weakness.

    "Amanda Waller." Jay decided to preemptively. "You want to find me?"

    Waller was obviously surprised: "Do you know me?"

    "I know who you are, so we can just skip nonsense." Jay said lightly, "What's the matter?"

    Maybe he is a more difficult guy than previously thought. Waller secretly added a sum to the new Superman database in his heart, and then said quietly: "You know me, then we can indeed save some opening remarks. At the time of year, I went straight to the point. Remember the abnormal storm in the Philippine Sea a week ago?"

    "Remember." Jay folded his arms, waiting for her to speak.

    "I saw your performance in the news. The heroic act is admirable." Waller said, but there was no expression of admiration on his face. "It's just a little careless."

    "how?"

    "I bet you certainly didn't use your super eyes to look into the sea when you were busy with disaster relief, and study what caused such an abnormal weather."

    Jay didn't refute it. What she said was the truth. Jay didn't expect to observe the cause of climate at the time.

    "Fortunately, my people have observed, and we noticed a huge energy source, right on the bottom of the Philippine Sea." She said, "The energy index is very strong and extremely unstable, which may cause more disasters. You I was only busy saving the disaster in front of me, but I didn't see the root cause of it, and that might cause more disasters. So I sent two excellent agents to investigate the sea area to find the source of the energy released... ...But not long after they went down, some kind of accident happened on the bottom of the sea. Due to the interruption of communication, we had no way to know what was happening down there, only that I lost contact with the two excellent agents. And after that The sea storm reached an unnavigable level again, and my ship had to withdraw."

    Jay probably understood: "You want me to help you save your people."

    Waller nodded: "If there is no choice, I don't want to ask you for help. But now the storm level is higher than before. Even underwater is affected by a special energy, and no means of transportation can get close to it. Area, you are my only choice left."

    "Are you so sure I will help you?"

    "No, but I know one of the agents who lost contact. She knows you well." She said, "Helena Wayne, Huntress, remember?"

    Jay frowned involuntarily.

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