Am I the president of Brazil?

In the presidential chair of Brazil, at this very moment, you could find a 19-year-old young man.

The year is 2001 How did this young man become the president?The people of Brazil were tired of corruption, and this young man ran for presidency, alongside the most corrupt individuals in the country.

He was elected by a large margin, and even the Supreme Court ministers couldn't do anything to prevent or manipulate the voting machines.

However, the downfall of the "good guys" is tragic, and one day reality caught up to him, He was poisoned four days after the election, without a second round.

He was supposed to ascend the ramp of the Planalto Palace the next day.

But how could a young man who was poisoned and killed be awake, looking at a newspaper? Well, it's simple: this young man wasn't the same as before. He had just "crossed between two worlds" and was confused about where he was.

Why was he in an office with a Brazilian flag? In fact, he woke up on the floor, with a headache and leg pain. This young man didn't have the memory of the previous body's owner, but it was clear that there was a difference in the body.

While he was somewhat overweight in his past life, this body looked like that of a bodybuilder. His height in his previous life was 1.94 meters, but now it was 2 meters.

The face was practically the same, with a resemblance to Henry Cavill, dark black hair, and light brown eyes.

Since the body was not his own, it took him half an hour to adapt, to coordinate his movements; The poisoning also played a part in this.

There was a mirror in the room, and when he looked at himself, he smiled. He was genuinely happy. He wasn't sure where he was, but he was certain he was a successful man.

Then he looked at the table and saw something shocking: on the front page of the newspaper, it said:

"The youngest president in history." There was a photo of the previous body's owner, and next to this news was a glass of grape juice, with more than half of it consumed.

Being someone who had read several fanfictions and novels, he wisely avoided the glass and threw it in the trash. Below were some information about him.

"The president, Herick Bruto, faces a great challenge. He is up against strong opposition and, immediately after the inauguration ceremony, he will attend a United Nations meeting that seems to revolve around a demand concerning the Amazon"

Herick had almost the same name in his previous life, just slightly different, but it still started with an H. The main difference was the surname. Who has the surname Bruto?

Anyway, after reading this information, Herick exclaimed

—Sht.

But he continued reading the news, saying to himself

(The same sht as always, right? Corruption, drug trafficking, crimes... It's Brazil, unfortunately. Our population has to suffer from this. Wait!)

From the fifth to the eighth page, there were articles about other countries. Herick exclaimed

—Why is there an article on this page that says

"Hot News: Two of the world's richest men clash over a woman?" Bruce Wayne left Gotham for a stroll and got into a conflict with another playboy, Tony Stark, because of a famous Hollywood actress.More information follows."

And there was an entire page dedicated to this.

On the sixth page, it talked about a vigilante called Batman from Gotham. On the seventh page, it talked about a flying man with various powers who had recently appeared and was nicknamed Superman.

The seventh page included information about Vought and "The Seven", and the last page had tributes to Captain America, who gave his life against the radicals of HYDRA, as well as Soldier Boy, who heroically sacrificed himself against the Nazis without hesitation.

On the eighth and final page, it was written that Vought was looking for new heroes, and it listed the current heroes. One interesting thing was that Queen Maeve was no longer part of the group, and the rest of "The Seven" were young but had accomplished many heroic feats.

Herick's mind was spinning from the information he had just read. Was he in the DC Universe, Marvel Universe, or The Boys series?

It seemed like the three were combined, a perfect recipe for chaos. Furthermore, he held a coveted position. He was practically dead, not entirely, as he could try to do something to save himself, but he had a 99% chance of being killed.

He calmed himself down and left the presidential room, where he currently resided. He went to the kitchen and noticed one of his employees looking at him strangely. He casually asked another employee:

—Could you please tell me who brought me the juice this afternoon? It tasted great, and I'd like to know who gave it to me to inquire about the brand.

This employee looked strange at the president and then pointed to the man who seemed uncomfortable, saying:

—It was Carlos, sir.

Herick then said:

—Actually, the juice had a very strange taste, didn't it, Carlos?

—Yes, sir.

Herick smiled and said:

—You're fired.

Everyone present froze. They didn't react for ten seconds until one of them shouted:

—Guards!

It was standard procedure that if someone was fired, they immediately had to be escorted by the guards. And so it was done.

Herick knew that after ascending the ramp, he couldn't be targeted so easily anymore. He could only either die or be indirectly "used."

So he cooked dinner himself, which surprised everyone, and invited all the employees to have lunch with him, earning their respect.

Of course, this was all carefully planned. He locked the door, placed a piece of furniture against it, and went to sleep.

He woke up to a noise, Someone was knocking on the door and saying:

— Mr. President, it's almost time for you to ascend the ramp. It's 9 am, and the ceremony will begin at noon.

Herick got out of bed and exclaimed:

—I'll just take a shower and put on my clothes!

And that's what he did. He took a shower and quickly got dressed. He wore a blue polo shirt that emphasized his muscles, black jeans, and Nike sneakers. He headed towards the entrance door.

When he stepped out of the door, he was met with a middle-aged man and several cars. The man had a forced smile and said:

—Mr. President, as your vice president, I have prepared your speech and what you should say in the UN meeting.

Herick smiled and took the paper, already thinking:

—I won't say a damn thing written here. In fact, I'll find a way to get rid of this guy. He's clearly involved in the death of the previous Herick. It's even cliché.