Elias Soul

Elias was not a man of many talents or gifts, he was your stereotypical fat nerd that lived in his mom's basement most of his life, spending his life earnings on comics and action figures, masturbating over anime women, and always dreaming of reincarnation.

Well, he got what he wanted but there were no three wishes or overpowered abilities.

Instead, he was given a random power, one that wouldn't take effect for another year, at the end of every year, he would be given a soul.

He would acquire the soul of a superhero/supervillain from the Marvel universe, he would get their skills, abilities, powers, memories, and knowledge but he wouldn't gain their weaknesses, personalities, or emotions.

On paper, the power seems very strong, but there was no way of knowing whose soul he would get and if he could even survive for a year in Gotham with the body of a five-year-old.

So, he did the only thing he could do, he tried to survive, eating from trashcans, going to any homeless shelters that he could find, and using his cute face and young age to beg for money.

Even if the people of Gotham were cold like the city they lived in, they often thought of themselves when they saw the small boy shivering in the cold.

Even if they themselves didn't have much to their names, they did what little they could to help him, food, blankets, and clothes.

Of course, he was in Gotham, he knew more about this city than even Batman did, he found an abandoned house that had a cellar and began to turn it into his own little hideout.

Covering the cold stone floor and walls with blankets to keep out the cold and use his own body heat to warm the place up.

Killing the few rats and bugs, and removing their nests, he finally had a place he could call home, a place to sleep without worrying about hypothermia or disease.

Mumbling one of his favorite songs as he drifts off to sleep, ♪ As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I take a look at my life and realize there's nothing left ♪.

[One Year Later]

As time passed by, he grew more accustomed to his new body and life, his little hideout had grown into what he would consider "comfortable".

He built himself a little firepit in the center of the room to keep things warm while he slept.

With more time on his hands with a place to call home, he needed a way to protect it.

Even though he didn't know how to properly use it, he got himself a switchblade, with how dangerous Gotham is, he knew that having no defense was the stupidest thing in the world.

Other than learning how to pickpocket, and building up his hideout, there wasn't much else he could do.

He tried his best to exercise lightly every day, going on small runs early in the morning.

Now, as he stares up at the roof of the cellar, he awaits his first soul... he hoped for one of many people. Iron Man, Black Widow, Hawkeye, Nick Fury, Thanos, Beyonder, Thor, Loki, Odin, etc.

But as a numbness begins to wash over his brain, a series of images, memories, and abilities merge with his own and become one with his body.

A purple aura covers his body as the merging ends, blinking his eyes, he gets up and stretches his body.

Feron, otherwise known as Excalibur, was a magician of moderate skill, easily able to levitate himself, bind his opponents, fire bolts of energy, and form shields, he was by no means weak-minded.

While that was all well and good, Feron lacked any physical stature, he was not a fighter and had little intelligence when it came to his world's technology.

This was Elias' first soul, and while he was disappointed that he didn't get one that would make him all-powerful, he was elated with the magic he could now protect himself with, and make his life better.

With a smile on his face and new knowledge that was now his, he begins training his newly acquired weapon, Magic.