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Super Template System In Marvel and Beyond

I never imagined this would happen to me. Reincarnation? A second chance? Into a fictional world, no less? It was the stuff of wild stories, impossible dreams, and late-night "what ifs." But life has a funny way of playing with your expectations. When the choice was offered—life as I knew it or a chance to die and be reborn somewhere else—how could I say no? The catch? I wouldn’t return to just any world. No peaceful afterlife, no utopia waiting for me. Instead, I landed in the heart of chaos. Here I am, standing in the shadows of giants—of gods, heroes, and monsters. Welcome to the Marvel universe, where cities are playgrounds for battles that could shake the world, and everyday people like me are nothing but collateral damage. But I’m not just another face in the crowd anymore. Somehow, I’ve got a role to play. My name in this world is Dave Garcia, and this is the story of how an ordinary guy from another life navigates a place where the impossible is an everyday reality. What would you do if you woke up in a world where the fate of everything could be changed with a snap of the fingers? Because that’s exactly what I’m trying to figure out. ******* Daily one chap release except on Sundays ******** I don't own marvel or any other character that I will depict here aside from my OC. Happy Reading. **** Advance chaps on : - patreon.com/FantasyLi

FantasyLi · 电影同人
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65 Chs

TS VII

Tony looked at Dave, nodding but still confused. "Though, care to explain what kind of tech this is?"

"A nano-tech that connects with minds, and what's with those light effects when I activate it?" Tony continued, his curiosity building. "Plus, what's the deal with the blue flames? Did you somehow fuse a way to create a combustible substance that generates better-tier energy?"

Tony's mind raced as he speculated, "Or, is it some advanced piece of nano-tech? And why does it connect with the mind? Because the moment I tried to control it, it worked... but I have no idea how."

Dave glanced at Tony, who was rambling, deep in thought. 'It seems he's mistaking this Devil Arm for advanced technology,' Dave mused internally.

"Hey! Don't just stare at me, tell me what's going on so I can figure this tech out!" Tony said, looking impatiently at Dave.

Dave shook his head, picking up Ifrit. As he held it, the gauntlet glowed and floated out of his hand. It hovered in mid-air, and suddenly, pieces of Tony's Mark II armor started forming around it. Slowly, the suit reassembled itself, fully merging with Ifrit until it once again became Tony's armor.

Tony watched, wide-eyed. "Hm... so who programmed that?" he asked, still trying to rationalize what he just saw.

"First things first," Dave said as he examined the reformed Mark II. "This is no longer just a piece of metal. It's a living thing now."

"You're kidding, right? Or do you mean some kind of advanced AI?" Tony asked, still trying to comprehend.

"Neither," Dave replied, pointing to the dragon maw that still adorned his hand. "This is a Devil Arm, formed after I killed a devil. It's alive now, not some tech—this thing belongs to the supernatural world."

Tony blinked in disbelief, trying to wrap his mind around the concept. "A devil…? You're telling me this piece of armor is… demonic?"

Dave simply nodded, letting Tony absorb the revelation

"...You know, if you don't want to tell me, just say it. Don't make up weird excuses," Tony rolled his eyes, instructing Jarvis to analyze the armor.

Dave looked at him quietly, then, without a word, summoned Rebellion. Tony's eyes widened as he saw the giant sword materialize, crackling with energy. "This?" Tony asked, his voice skeptical.

"Rebellion, a Devil Sword," Dave replied simply.

"How the heck were you able to create a freaking space-folding storage? You literally folded space and pulled that sword out of nowhere!" Tony asked, thoroughly stunned, as he activated his scanners to analyze Dave's body.

Dave sighed, watching Tony's disbelief. He could tell Tony still didn't grasp the reality of the supernatural.

"Okay, listen," Dave said, pausing before he activated his Devil Trigger. In an instant, flames engulfed him, transforming him into his demonic form with fiery wings and glowing eyes. "A giant flaming demon... does this make it clear?"

Tony's face paled as he instinctively backed up, pulling a gun from the side drawer and aiming it at Dave. "You know, the gun won't work on me," Dave commented.

"We don't know that!" Tony retorted, still pointing the weapon, his voice edged with nervousness.

Seeing Tony so spooked, Dave sighed and deactivated the Devil Trigger, reverting to his normal form. "Don't be afraid," he said calmly.

Tony kept his gun aimed for a moment longer before finally lowering it. "What the hell are you?" Tony asked, his voice still tense.

Dave, settling back into a chair, shrugged casually. "Call it a superpower. I've got this demoness, and she shared her powers with me."

Tony's eyebrows shot up. "A demoness? You're serious?"

"As serious as it gets," Dave responded, giving Tony some time to process everything that had just happened.

Tony's mind spun as he processed everything Dave had said, his gaze shifting from Dave to his own Mark II armor. "Can you explain... like from the start?" he asked, clearly trying to make sense of it all.

Dave nodded and began explaining, though instead of revealing the truth, he spun a story, pinning the blame on a Trish that gave him his powers. He left out the supernatural details and demons, keeping things vague enough to satisfy Tony's curiosity.

"Hmm, can she give me powers too?" Tony asked, once Dave finished his story.

Dave chuckled. "You already got it," he said.

"Wait, what? How?" Tony asked, confused.

Dave pointed at the Mark II armor. Tony's eyes widened in realization. "The armor...?" he muttered.

"Yup. The gauntlets absorbed the energy of Ifrit. It's not just a suit of metal anymore, Tony," Dave said. "It's part of something much more powerful now, fused with Ifrit's power. That's why your armor's different—more advanced than anything else you've built or you could have built like for next 50 or sixty models"

Tony blinked, staring at his armor with new eyes. "So... it's alive now?"

"In a way, yes," Dave replied. "It's got a bit of a demonic upgrade."

Tony slumped into a chair, rubbing his temples. "Great. I've turned into the guy with the demon-infused suit. That's new."

"But, you got one thing wrong," Tony said with a smug grin. Dave raised an eyebrow, curious. "I could have easily made a similar armor by my third or fourth Mark," Tony added confidently.

Dave blinked at him, slightly exasperated. "You don't even know the features of it yet, and you're saying you could build something better?" he said, speechless at Tony's arrogance.

Tony pursed his lips, realizing he was bluffing about something he hadn't fully grasped. "Okay, fine," he conceded. "So... what can it do?"

Dave shook his head, half-amused, and leaned against the workbench. "First off, that 'demon-infused' part? It's not just for show. This armor can adapt and grow stronger over time, meaning the more battles you fight in it, the tougher it gets. And I'm not talking about small upgrades; we're talking literal self-enhancement. It can regenerate damage, absorb energy, and even boost your own strength when you're inside."

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