Prelude

"Five wishes? Are you sure you wanna give someone like me five wishes?" Nick asked the ROB in front of him with some doubt. Far as he knew, giving someone with as much meta knowledge as him would spell trouble and would be not quite entertaining to watch.

"You think I would pass the chance of you straying the entire timeline off tracks? Not a chance. Your meta knowledge will be the butterfly flaps that cause so much ripples the meta knowledge will fade in time. In short, you being in that universe will bring chaos and this, more entertaining," the being said, a gleam in his eyes that sent a shiver down Nick's spine.

"O...Okay," he stuttered, quickly looking away.

"Well, for my first wish, I'ld like a mixture of the MCU Steve Roger's SSS serum mixed with a perfected dose of Mirakuru serum and Marvel 616's Luke Cage's serum, it should be ready to be in use as soon as injected," he stated. He thought long and hard about this wish and honestly this was probably the best. The MCU SSS was similar to Universe 1410's SSS. What he wanted mostly was that stamina. Luke Cage's version provided that enhanced strength and durability. The Mirakuru provided the enhancement of senses, reflexes and healing factor.

"Oh, wonderful. You are going to make me work for the entertainment, I see. No worries, I was prepared for anything," the being said, quite giddy in fact it made Nick's skin crawl.

"For my second wish, I'ld like to have the powers of Spiderman from the universe 1410," he continued. Even though the super soldier serums would provide for wonderful enhancements, Spiderman's powers are just too versatile. From crawling on walls, danger senses and exclusive to this universe's Spiderman, supposed Immortality. The Norman Osborne of this universe told Miles Morales that the effect of the spider venom contaminated with his Oz formula was probably Immortality. The Peter Parker of that universe had died previously, coming back healthy and no scars to show his traumatic death, and Nick wouldn't pass in that Immortality.

"Now you are beginning to comprehend your situation, good," the ROB gave him a creepy smile.

"My third wish is to have a three tomoed sharingan that uses stamina to power it," Nick continued. A sharingan is quite versatile in combat. In Naruto, due to the presence of chakra, it was the deciding factor of whether you can be OP or not. But, the one thing he wanted was the ability to copy other people's motions, your very own photographic reflexes with no memory loss side effect. Sure, he could have asked for the MS or even the EMS but, what would be the fun of using those OP things. Besides, he was building up on something. Also, stamina was no problem. The Mirakuru and the Super Soldier Serum would give an ungodly amount it would be ridiculous.

"My fourth wish is to have a customizable Yellowjacket suit from the MCU," he said, trying to hide his giddiness. This was what he was building up on, the Yellowjacket suit. This suit has been in his mind ever since he watched the first Antman movie. It was cool and scary at the same time. Besides, he didn't trust he would be intelligent enough to make it in his next life so he might as well wish for it.

"Alright then," the ROB said with a sigh as a futuristic workbench appeared in front of Nick hovering above it was a hologram version of the Yellowjacket suit. Nick nodded to himself as he walked to the bench.

After familiarizing himself with the controls, he started his work. First thing he did was make the suit be made up of Nth metal and Vibranium. There has never been anything like too much defense. Second, the four stingers on his back could be used for offense and movement. They could shoot out lasers while also being used like the Iron spider suit's external legs. Lastly, he added a web slinger contraption to his wrists because what would be the use of having Spiderman's powers without the ability to swing?

"Done?" the ROB asked, quite bored.

"My fifth wish is to make sure the Yellowjacket resources are infinite," Nick said, with a troll like smile. As he thought, he wasn't sure he would be smart enough to make the suit or make it run. Since he had that wish, why not make it count. That meant his Pym particles would never run out, nor his suit's energy or even his spider fluids.

"Alright then, have fun!" the ROB said before Nick's sight faded to blackness with a tinge of red.