Power Armor Mark I

While Ivan gave Gustave lip, the truth of the matter was that the crocodile would become a killing machine for anyone else. He simply knew it was Ivan which was why he did not bother waking up. Regardless, Typhon returned Ivan his laptop which was better than anything on the market. 

Ivan flipped it open and quickly opened up a program that he had made to design some of the weapons kept in Typhon's storage. He had all manner of weapons from old guns from his time, new guns from this one, and some melee weapons based on 40k, and several other verses. 

With varying degrees of success as he was previously limited by the alloys he could make. However, Proto Adamantium had proven to be a step in the right direction. Also, the new Neo Steel he was experimenting with was also helping him progress further. 

For now, he was going to start working on a prototype of his dream armor. He was sadly not going to be making his Logos armor that day as it was beyond him at the moment. Instead, he was going to try to make an Iron Warriors, Mark IV power armor instead. He knew what he needed to be added which was still a lot as he had done a lot of research back in his past life into the 40k Lore. 

He did not know it would come in handy now with his new brain as he remembered the parts of the Astartes Power Armor. The total list of components he needed were the Helmet, Photolenses, Respirator, Vox Grill, Gorget, Pauldron, Gauntlet, Cuisses, Plastron, Couter, Vambrace, Poleyn, Greaves, Backpack Power Unit, Life Signs Monitor, Temperature Regulator, and the Nutrient Reservoir.

A total of 17 different components and that was without the Black Carapase to interface with his armor. He would still have to make the Fibro Muscle Layer that would allow him to move his armor not as armor, but as a part of him. 

Meaning, that he would either have to find a way to implant a black carapace under his skin or invent a brain interface to link with his suit. As he pondered this issue he went onto his laptop and began to design something for a Fibro Muscle Layer as without it he would just be wearing heavy armor. 

"Typhon, my equipment." 

The dragon nodded as he flew into the center of the room and opened large portals from which several sets of power tools and even more delicate instruments. He was not going to sleep today or the whole week as he could not waste his time. 

Gustave even opened an eye to gaze at what his master was up to before he ignored it and went back to sleep. Meanwhile, Ivan locked his door as he did not wish to be bothered. He also took off his shirt as he could use the more free surface area for bigger pieces. 

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Now that he began to work on his armor, he was quite driven. Why be a unique stronger breed of Space Marine if he could not have a stronger version of their power armor? That was his goal for now and once he had technological superiority, he also needed genetic superiority. 

If possible he would really like to steal All For One from Shigaraki as the real All For One had a copy and Tomura had the original. He was too weak to use it, but whatever modifications the Doctor made had to be his. 

'Now that I think about it. Doctor Garaki is the Fabius Bile of this verse. Too bad his knowledge will soon be mine as soon as I get a hold of his brain.'

For now, though, he would begin to work towards the perfect Primarch Worthy Suit of Power Armor. To get there, making a rank-and-file Astartes Power Armor would do. Once he had a working design, he pictured it in his head and held his hands out. From his hands emerged the helmet as he designed it with working internal systems. 

Ever since he moved, he had followed the example of the original Momo and taken apart every electronic device he could think of. Phones, Computers, radios, Game Systems, microwaves, washing machines, and even refrigerators. 

If she could make working electronics, it was to be expected he could do it too and better. Which showed in the helmet he now held. He modeled it after the Iron Warrior Power Armor helmet. 

He placed it on and turned it off to see how he did for the first model. 

'It works, but not as good as I expected.' 

It was the obvious result as this helmet only had a few vision types. X-Ray, Ultraviolet, and thermal. If he wanted it to be better, he would need to make it piece by piece and then assemble it together rather than make a single piece.

'Learn through errors.' 

He placed it on the table and picked up his power tools as he began to take it apart. Once he had it apart he studied it to see what went wrong. 

'Ah, the internal wiring was decent and there is no connection to my brain. I got to work on a neurolink device first it seems. But for my first creation, it works great.' 

He looked at the disassembled helmet and merely placed his hands on the parts. Unlike the original Quirk Creation, his Imagination Creation let him change the shape of items he made after they were made. 

All because of some Primarch DNA, a Heavenly Restriction, and his quirk instantly awakened into a stronger version of itself. He wondered if he added more would it get even stronger? That was something he would need to test soon. 

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As he said, he did not sleep at all that entire day or night. Yoshimura wanted to talk with him, but he wanted no distractions at all. As such, she did not bother him until the next morning at 8 AM when it was time for him to go to school. 

She knocked on his door and waited for him to open it. He did not as he sent Typhon instead who flew to the door and undid the lock for her to enter. When she walked in, she saw him hunched over his desk holding a helmet like it was a precious treasure. 

She also saw his face was over the moon as he was finally satisfied with one of his creations. 

"Ivan, you succeeded?" 

He nodded as he looked at the helmet which was a decent mixture of Neo Steel and Proto Adamantium his own creation. The result was a strong alloy that did what he wanted but could be better. 

"Partially yes. For now, as a prototype, it is perfect. I won't be going to school today, call me in sick." 

"Uh, of course." 

She closed his door and went to make a phone call that Megumi could not come in as he had developed stomach issues. She also did not bother him for the rest of that day as he quickly locked himself in his room again. 

As for his parents, they left for work as his Father was the CEO of his own company while Miku worked in her parent's company. Regardless, Ivan spent that entire day as well working on the different parts of his Mark I of the Mark IV Power Armor. 

It was quite fun as his own intellect mixed with his special brain was probably the most dangerous ability he had. He could make Nukes on a whim and if he was a true Villain he could end the world when he wanted. 

Of course, he did not wish to do such a thing as he still wanted to live in a non-Fallout world. By 12 AM he went ahead and crafted all 17 pieces of the armor. Even if they did not work, he could take them apart and learn from his mistakes. 

Pleased with himself, he got up from his chair as Typhon stored the parts of his armor away for him. In a rush, he walked out of his door with Typhon on his shoulder. Gustage opened his eyes but did not follow. 

He just yawned and wished his master luck in whatever he was doing. As he ran through the mansion, he ended up passing Yoshimura who looked a bit down. Miku was depressed and not really in the mood to talk to her while her Master, Ivan was busy with his inventions. 

It meant that she was stuck being a regular maid with nothing fun going on. Just as she sighed wishing for her Master to finish up his work, she saw him running toward her. 

"Master, I assume y-"

Before she finished he patted her on the head. 

"Follow me." 

"Alright." 

Now she seemed happy as she walked next to him. 

"Did you finish what you were working on?" 

"Sort of. It is kind of a rush job as I wanted to test my knowledge. Depending on how bad it goes, I will need to keep working on it." 

Now she seemed a little shy to ask, but she did it anyway. 

"Can I help?" 

He shook his head with a smile. 

"I don't mean to be rude my maid, but I don't think you can help me make revolutionary machinery." 

"That is true. I have never seen anything like Power Armor before, but you already made something workable." 

He paused on that. 

"Let's not go that far, it is still a prototype of a prototype." 

"Even then, it's still amazing." 

She had stars in her eyes as she was just happy to finally be able to talk to him again. It made him realize how starved for effection she was. 

'I better make sure she is always happy. This loveable maid cannot be allowed to be hurt.' 

Once they stepped outside of the house, they stopped in the open yard where Ivan felt they had enough room. 

"Alright Typhon, bring out them out." 

The dragon nodded before opening a few portals to place the armor pieces he had made. Once they were on the ground, he placed a hand on his clothes and warped them into a type of Fibro Muscle Layer. 

It still needed more work before he would bring it onto the battlefield, but for testing it was ok. Once he had this ready, he started the process of putting the armor on. 

'Remember that Games Workshop Amoring a Space Marine.' 

With that, he stepped into the giant boots of the Power Armor and piece by piece from his legs began to place it on. Yoshimura helped him out here and there, but in all honesty, she was not physically strong enough to lift the bigger pieces which were very heavy. 

The alloy he created by mixing neo-steel and Proto Adamantium was heavy. So he had to do most of the work himself which was not very easy when he had to put on the back pieces. 

However, he was determined and Typhon also helped where he could as despite being small he was not weak. But even then, just putting on his first version of Power Armor was a headache and it took him over 45 Minutes before he managed to get the entire armor on. He sighed as he would need to find a way to make this faster which made him think of Iron Man. 

"Ok, that took forever." 

Yoshimura nodded as she looked up at him. In full armor, he was at 7'5 feet tall, but that was still small for a Space Marine which reminded him he was still limited by his age and lack of Puberty. 

"But it looks cool." 

She picked up the helmet and reached up to hand it over to him. He grabbed it and slipped it on his head as all the pieces of the armor linked together crudely. Compared to the proper Astartes Power Armor his was a joke, but for something he made in a day, it was an achievement. 

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As he raised his leg to take a step, he felt the armor fight him as it was cumbersome. The suit itself was barely helping him to move it at all as he was moving it with mostly his strength. 

"Ok, this isn't looking good." 

Yoshimura watched as he walked through the yard which seemed to take some effort. Just lifting his legs to take a step took actually effort. 

"I can see what you mean. What went wrong?" 

"Simply put, this armor is just armor. It's not doing what Power Armor is supposed to do. It's just a metal shell with a few fancy tricks in it. I will have to take a look piece by piece to see where I went wrong. And I need better equipment.

Seems I will be keeping myself busy, but that is fine. I find this fun." 

If you could make stuff no one else could, why not enjoy the process? He sure was.