With The Sharingan In The MCU

Standing in front of a mirror and looking into my red glowing eyes, I can only question myself how I got in this situation…

My life was nothing special. My name is David Blake, a typical ex-military guy who wanted to earn money and worked as a mercenary for some shady companies. I was still at my peak despite being 30 years old.

I have spiky black hair and a muscular body that was also athletic, and I was 6' 1 (1.85 m) tall. Furthermore, I was very proud of my body that I had worked so hard for.

But like everyone, I needed my little secrets, so you could call me a man of culture. I collected them all ... from Anime figures to other stuff like my first mobile phone, the godly Nokia 3310. Little did I know that my hobby would probably kill me someday.

After a month-long mission, I could finally go home and concentrate on the more significant stuff in life, which was to dust off my collection and maybe add some more to it.

When I arrived home, there were already two packages lying on the floor. When I have time, I should thank my neighbor for bringing them in.

So after I freshened up, I started to unpack the packages. The first thing was a 50 cm long Iron Man figure that I waited so long for, the second one was something more special, it was an arm.

However, this was no ordinary arm. This arm had a lot of eyes in it. When you pushed a button the eyes would start glowing red with something like black dots in them... and you were right, this arm contained ten Sharingans, the most epic Dojutsu there is.

My heart leaped when I had both of my new achievements in my hands. Now it was time to add them to my other treasures. I walked to my treasure shelf in a separate room, where I wanted to put them, but it was full of other treasures.

I had the choice to let go of my newly acquired pieces and make some space, or hold them and create some space for them. Like the man I am, I used my elbow to create some space in my MCU row.

While carefully pushing the Infinity Gauntlet aside, I didn't notice the War Machine figure was also pushed to the edge of the shelf. And then it all happened really fast. The War Machine figure started to fall from the shelf. With my Tyler Rake reflexes, I tried to catch it.

Holding the Sharingan Arm and the Iron Man figure with both hands, I still wanted to save War Machine from his movie doom. So I used my foot to catch it.

Awkwardly catching the figure with my foot, I accidentally hit the shelf, and it started to shake. When I looked up, I could only watch the godly Nokia, which was sitting on the Iron Thrones, also fall to its doom.

To save the godly Nokia, I placed my face underneath it, and The god of mobile phones hit me directly between my eyes before everything turned dark…

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Coming back to my senses, I noticed that I was lying on something wet and hard. As I opened my eyes, I was grateful that I didn't pee myself while passing out, but it was strange that I wasn't at home anymore.

I looked around only to see a dark alleyway that looked like it was from a Batman Origins movie.

Standing up and stretching, I noticed the most horrible thing that could possibly happen to me... the Iron Man figure and the Sharingan arm had disappeared.

My mind went crazy, and then I put the puzzle together. During the time I was unconscious, someone came into my home and tried to steal my brand-new figures. However, because I wouldn't let them go, he kidnapped me, and after he somehow opened my hand he took them and left me there.

My mission was clear: I had to find this person and destroy him.

But first, I need to know what my situation is.

I looked down at myself and saw that I was wearing a black T-shirt and green cargo pants. Looking through my pants pockets, I found that I still had my wallet on me with like 50 dollars in it.

But the most significant thing I found was the savior I needed right now. My Nokia 3310.

I pressed the power button and it turned on. Even after over 20 years, the battery still worked, but I had no service.

Without a choice, I stepped out of the alley to find a public phone. While the alley was dark and chilly, the scene outside was sunny and friendly, with a lot of people on the street. It looked like I was stranded in New York.

I have never been to New York, but it seems just like it does in movies.

As a result of my work, I spent most of my time outside the USA and my family home (after my parents passed away, my only home) was in a small village in the middle of nowhere.

While walking down the street, I noticed that everyone had started to stand still and look up. Initially, I thought I would see Mark Wahlberg running from the wind, but when I looked up, I realized what was happening.

On the lit-up screen, a man could be seen standing there with a paper in his hand. I knew this man and I knew what would happen next. The man said, "I'm Iron Man".

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Standing there for a moment, I thought it was a public viewing or something. A lot of people went crazy and started to scream and cheer like it was 2008 again.

I walked to the next newspaper stand and an old timer was standing there speaking with some customers. When he noticed me, he started talking like he had known me for years.

"Hello young man, what can I do for you?"

"Hello, I just wanted to ask why people are going crazy about an old movie playing on a big billboard?"

The old timer looked at me like I was a Ninja Turtle or something.

"Movie? That was Tony Stark announcing he was a superhero or something."

Is he serious?

"That was funny, but what is really going on?"

Still perplexed, he said, "What do you mean? You don't know Tony Stark?"

As someone in my line of work, you can tell quickly if someone is lying or not. And this man was totally serious.

"No, No I know him, thank you for the info!"

After buying a newspaper, I quickly got out of the situation. According to the newspaper, the year was 2008.

It came over me, not only was I kidnapped and transferred to the Marvel world, but whoever did it to me stole my new figures!

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Sitting on a bench and thinking about what to do next. Getting a place to sleep and getting as many weapons as possible to protect myself from this shit show of a world was my first priority.

Not only are there figure thieves, but also some dark gods and some purple aliens who will try to kill everyone on this planet.

I had only one problem ... my credit card didn't work in this universe.

And with only about 47 dollars in my wallet, I could probably buy a sturdy set of butter knives to throw at Thanos if he shows up.

Since most missions would take me into rainy jungles, my usual good-to-go arsenal was a tactical vest, a reliable army knife, a sharp machete, and a few throwing knives, along with a pistol and assault rifle.

Normally, the machete and knife are strapped to the back of my vest to surprise my opponents. I never really liked using pistols and rifles. They are too loud and too heavy for my taste. And most missions were stealth missions, so I didn't need to use them so often.

But now I have nothing on me. But even so, I don't think the average Joe would have a chance against me.

After sitting for a while and thinking about what I know about the Marvel world and some other Isekai stories, I noticed something really strange ... where is my cheat?!

Like a good protagonist, I wanted to try some Isekai tropes. To not embarrass myself, I walked back to the dark alley and called out loud "Status!" but nothing happened, "Stats!" ... also nothing "Fireball" nope no flames for me and no Slime to level up. In the process of casting some spells, I noticed that my Nokia turned on all by itself ... at last, my status would show on my mobile phone.

I looked at the phone only to see that the game Snake was running ... Are you kidding me?

What David didn't realize was that a Crow had followed him the whole day.