Meta Essence Gacha in Marvel

Third Person P.O.V.

The Fantasticar also works underwater, even better than a submarine, being able to withstand immense pressure and keeping the passengers safe.

"Just to be clear, I'm not comfortable with this." Johnny Storm says from his position behind the wheel.

"What is the problem, Johnny Boy? Afraid of getting wet?" Ben Grimm asks with a laugh

"You would be too, if you had fire powers." The younger storm sibling shoots back.

"Don't worry, Johnny. Water can suppress your power by a certain percentage, but it can't stop you from using it… The pressure is what would kill you." Reed says without taking his eyes off his scanning devices.

"Oh, Thank You! I feel so much better now~" The Human Torch exclaims sarcastically while Susan and Ben laugh.

Ben's body can resist the pressure without an issue, so he is very relaxed.

"Calm down, Johnny. In the worst-case scenarios, I can protect us." Invisible Woman says to assure his brother

"And then we would be a fragile bubble going up amidst the terrible ocean." Johnny says, not relaxed in any way.

"It's not that fragile…" Susan starts, but Reed's exclamation attracts their attention.

"Numerous life forms ahead!"

"A school or shoal of fish?" Susan asks

"They are not moving like fish…" Reed says with a frown.

Then the dark ocean opens, the rocks and the plants that are blocking their way are no more, and they are greeted with a beautiful sight.

"Whoa…" Even Johnny forgot about his fear now.

"Eidolon said that there's an Atlantis." Susan speaks, her eyes fascinated by the bright city.

It sits in the middle of the darkness like a jewel with its own light, filled with colors and life.

Their moment doesn't last long because the Fantasticar starts shaking because of water, like they are caught in a weak vortex, but the reason is scarier. Many fishes starts swimming around them at high speed, people are riding them while they circle the group of heroes.

"Uh-oh." Johnny says helpfully "What is the universal sign of 'We come in peace'?" He asks, raising two fingers in a "V" sign.

A fish aggressively starts to tackle the car, and then one after the other does the same.

"I don't think that worked!" Susan exclaims as she raises a shield to protect them.

"Johnny! Ya just called his momma names or sumethin'." The Thing shouts while holding his seat.

"No, I didn't!"

Reed quickly presses some buttons on the panel, and the Fantasticar emits a shockwave that stuns fish and men outside.

"I think peaceful relations are thrown in the water now." Johnny's attempts at a joke fall flat while a tense silence prevails. The Fantastic Four would not attack, so Johnny, the pilot, steps on the gas and drives the Fantasticar away as fast as he can.

"Johnny!" Susan shouts

"What?"

"That is Atlantis!"

"That is sea people trying to kill us! Let's visit after making a reservation! Or never!" He still doesn't like the ocean.

"..." Susan can't argue against that. Despite really wanting to visit the place, if they force the issue now, things can get out of control.

"Johnny is right. We have a mission down here." Reed acts like the leader, and the matter is dropped.

"Fine, but are you all getting the feeling that our mission is related to the city?" Susan says, "We will have to come back eventually." They can't argue against her logic either.

Atlantis, it would be a very good place to start investigating the strange occurrences in the sea, too bad…

"Let's hope next time we meet more friendly people."

....

Far above them, Hector watched the interaction through his drones.

"If I were not this powerful, I would not enter the ocean either." he says. "And I think I know that leader…" he comments while seeing an important-looking fishman approaching to scold the guards who let the Fantastic Four get away and command them to follow.

He rummages through his memory… It's not anyone that he saw in a cartoon, or even read in a comic… He reads about him somewhere; it's related to Namor. He is almost getting there. That bald-looking genie man is familiar… A phrase in an article

"Ah! Warlord Krang! Namor cucked him!" Hector suddenly remembers "Yep, that guy is planning some coup. 100%."

Eidolon doesn't meddle with politics, but the Fantastic Four ended up in the middle of it.

"Continue with an eye on them, Cortana. I have the feeling that I will need to appear…" He says "I'm gonna visit Saeko."

...…

Saeko P.O.V.

Busujima Saeko looks amused at her boyfriend while the two enter her unnecessarily spacious home. If not for Hector providing her with some robots to help clean the huge traditional Japanese compound, she would spend all her free time doing that.

She still does some chores by force of habit though, despite his exasperation.

"I never expected you to pick me at the end of school…" She comments, the amused smile still on her lips.

"What? Didn't like it?" He turns to her

"No, no. I liked it… But you are so careful with secret identities and all that." She says while watching his reaction carefully "Does this have something to do with the many love letters that I receive?"

"Yes." He is not ashamed to admit the fact. His immediate response made Saeko burst into a quick laugh. "Now they know that you are taken. In hindsight, I should have picked you up in a Lamborghini or something like that."

"Fufu~ Jealous? So cute~" She pinches his cheek. "It was late because of the kendo club practice, but I bet it will become a hot topic tomorrow… So many boys will be disheartened, you are so cruel~" She laughs. "At least, I will not need to reject a love confession every day."

"It's good that they can abandon their delusion quickly. They should be happy that I didn't give you a hot, steamy kiss in front of the school."

"Hector!" She says scandalized, but getting a little into it.

Hector caught that too, so he decided to feed her arousal. "So what? Would you stop me if I wanted to do that?" He whispers in her ear and grabs a handful of bubble butt

"Hng, no~" She confesses, her breath getting heavy.

"That's good. Maybe I should do it… Maybe next time, before you go to school, I should fuck you senseless, my seed would be dripping down on your leg, and they will smell that you are claimed and marked."

"Hmm~"

"Or maybe not… People may still need more concrete evidence that you're taken~" He continues to say huskily while molesting her hot body. "What about a blowjob in the morning and you have to go through the whole day with my cum in your face? Huh?"

"Mmmm~" She would do that for him, she would throw her prim and proper reputation away. She is already imagining walking around normally while marked by him.

Saeko is also a freak. She is clinging to him tightly, feeling his well-hidden muscled body, her leg going up and down as she humps him lightly.

"Nah, knowing those Japanese perverts, they would be into that. Netorare-loving fuckers…" Hector finally says "You well-fucked face is only for me… and I want to see it NOW." With that, he kisses the very excited Saeko, who immediately responds with the same enthusiasm.

...

Later, they are cuddling naked under the covers, and Saeko enjoys his warmth during the cooling climate.

"You really should drop by more often at my home." Hector speaks while caressing

"I told you… I like having you visit me. This way I would have all to myself~" Saeko smiles while pulling him closer

"I don't want you to feel isolated from the others…" He says weakly, and she understands his concerns.

"Hm, we don't have a lot in common… We can be civil, no need to force a friendship." She answered in a very mature way "And Cassandra, the one I get along with the best, is very…"

"Difficult?" he guesses with a smile.

"...quiet." She completes, smiling like him "There's no problem in keeping some distance even if we work together."

"Hm, I guess you are used to it, being alone… Always being the school madonna or whatever." He laughs "But I think you can get along with Chun-Li… I'm gonna introduce you two. Heck, maybe even Juri. Your calm side works with Chun-Li, and your unhinged side can get along with Juri. It's perfect, you can be the bridge between the two." He says, seemingly liking the idea more and more.

"Am I unhinged?" Saeko asks with a challenging tone.

Another man would back down, this kind of tone coming from a woman can be only answered with a "this is not what I mean" or "of course not, babe"... But Hector? She knows Hector very well.

"Absolutely unhinged, girl. Don't even try to say otherwise." He says straight up without missing a beat. "You are, in Harley's words, cray-cray in the head."

That makes her laugh in his chest. "It's good that you know."

"And I love it."

"You have a thing for crazy women…"

"Not you too…" She was enjoying watching him groan in exasperation. "Okay, I need to defend myself." He starts

"Go on…" She tries to contain a laugh

"It's not that I have a thing for crazy women, it's that crazy women are not just for anyone… There are risks there that normal men can't afford. I can! So that is why it fell into my hands. You crazy ladies are all amazing, and I can survive your craziness… So it's my duty to give you all the love that you deserve."

"So you are making the world a favor then?" Her lips tremble.

"It's a burden that I'm willing to carry…" He says solemnly

"So I'm a burden??" She asks, fake offended.

"Don't even start, woman. You are not a burden to me… I can handle all that~" His tone shifts to a sexy one while his hands move to grab her assets.

"Kyah!" Saeko yelps when she feels his strong hands on her ass and breasts.

She knows that he is deflecting, changing the direction of the conversation, but she can't even find the energy or the desire to annoy him a little more amidst their intense making-out session, which is just the prelude to another round of equally intense lovemaking.

...…..

"Ah, now I remember that I had something for you." Hector exclaims after the two take a long bath, have the third round, and put on some clothes.

"You? forgetting something?"

"What can I say? You are pretty distracting… Hmmm~" And to make true of his words, his eyes wander lower to her curves…

"..."

"..."

"Hey!"

"What? Sorry, I got distracted…" He blinks, making her laugh. "Anyway, let me give it to you while I have the willpower to stop the fourth round."

She shakes her head with a smile while watching him retrieve something from his inventory in his left hand. It is a rectangular box, almost a meter in length and 30 centimeters(roughly a foot) wide.

"Do you remember when we talked about giving you alternative ways of fighting in case you find a bad match-up?"

"Yes, that was very long ago… During our first month together?" It is very far back, and she can't help but reminisce. She still remembers when she held back in front of him.

Now she can admittedly be his "cray-cray" murderous samurai girl.

"Yeah, I was making your costume, and we talked about dealing with long-ranged fighters and people immune to blades." Hector nods while putting the box in the bed. "You eventually work through those issues on your own, mastering flying slashes, ki-projection, and even dashes to close the gap faster. You are not a slouch either in other forms of combat…"

"Thanks to you." She can't help but say. Saeko will always be grateful for her man.

He smiles at the appreciation but says "Don't sell yourself short, you are incredibly talented. A genius, probably only behind Cassandra in martial talent, surpassing her when we talk about katanas." He says honestly.

But she also doesn't forget the fact that she is probably the only one to whom Hector gave Character cards to assimilate. Her talent is not only her own. It doesn't matter in the great scheme of things, but it is something that she always keeps in mind… Both not to take things for granted and become arrogant, and to always be appreciative of her man.

Hector continues "Anyway, your talent made me pause the building of some secondary weapons that would expand your options. You are also a katana otaku, so there's that." She smiles, not denying him.

She tried and can use other weapons very well, like a halberd and kunai… But she would simply prefer a katana or her hands. She only varies in the type of katana… maybe a wakisazhi, or an odachi.

"Seeing that a katana is your favorite and is not even close, instead of making you choose a secondary one… What about just going with the 'all the above' option?" He smiles and opens the box. "This project was paused for a long time because I wasn't able to do a satisfactory hammerspace, but now I can. And I remembered about it recently during a fight… crazy that I forgot. Probably because you barely need it. Necessity is the mother of invention, after all."

Saeko's eyes move to the box to see a very easily recognizable object inside. "A robotic arm, no, an armor's… arm?" She asks, not knowing how to call it. She knows that there are the gauntlets, the pauldron… But what do you call the whole arm? Is there even a specific name for that?

"Hehe, much more than that." He takes the arm from inside the box. "From the game which inspired this piece, it was a prosthetic arm - so I have trouble with the storage space, like I told you - that holds many miscellaneous weapons that you can use in the most varied circumstances. Wanna try yourself or wanna see me demonstrate?" He asks

"Show it first." Saeko knows that Hector will use it expertly, so it will be an excellent visual example.

"Okay then…" He says and puts the arm above his own left arm. "It has a right arm too, by the way."

The black arm, with red and purple details, doesn't look like it will fit, but the thing opens and adjusts perfectly. The process reveals that it uses very advanced technology.

"The miniaturization and nano-technology came from a certain genius girl in the world of heroes that I visited. The one from where Machia came from." He explains that the arm sits tightly and apparently comfortably in his arm.

It covers everything till his shoulders, he flexes his fingers and does some jabs and katas, and it doesn't look like it restricts his movements in any way.

"Meeting the Silver Samurai, I remembered the Murasame blade that can kill immortals, the world of this prosthetic arm has something similar, that's why I remembered Sekiro. You are basically a Shura too, cray-cray samurai lady."

"A katana that can kill immortals?" Saeko is interested, not even caring about being called crazy.

"Yep, nullifying healing factor apparently. That's why I let the Silver Samurai go, he is destined to have it… Then I will steal it from him." He says casually, before noticing her expression "Do you want it?"

"Please…"

"Haah I'm collecting swords, but I guess I can give it to you…" He shakes his head in a fond exasperation "I can always get another in a different universe down the line."

"Thank you." She beams at him

"Everything for my girls. Now, back to what is important…" Hector gestures to his armor-covered arm "It's pretty resistant with adamantium alloy in the inflexible parts of the exterior and vibranium and other metals in the rest. The magic happens here…"

TAK With a hand movement, suddenly the tip of a metal spear is ejected from his wrist. Saeko even recoils a little in surprise.

Kachik

Another hand movement, and the spear disappears. Another Kachik and suddenly has three shurikes between his fingers.

"This prototype is programmed to respond to handsigns. I thought about putting mental commands, but it seems too much… Simplicity is the key, so I only added a voice command in case you can't move your hand or arm. You are free to change the command input if you want… You can make that your showing one finger being the first weapon, two the second, and it goes on. Or link each finger with a different weapon. There's obviously the zero is which is nothing, and you can use your Sword Creation power, I know you can make your natural blade come out of your wrist, too. It will not restrict you."

"That's cool." Saeko says, impressed "Better than putting it on a pouch and reaching for it…"

"Right? For now, there is the Shield Umbrella…" Krrrt Hector makes a fan appear on his forearm and unfolds it like Captain America's shield, but it is as big as an umbrella, shaped like one too…

"Why an umbrella?"

"Because it's cool." He answers immediately.

"..."

"There's also a grappling hook in case you need it, smokescreen bombs(with different kinds of gases), firecrackers, a cannon that can shoot lasers or act like a flamethrower, and even shoot water…"

"Okay, I can accept the cannon and the absurdity of water and fire being put somewhere in this thin thing, but… Firecrackers?" She interrupts him.

"...one day you will need those firecrackers." He says, almost offended for some reason.

"Are you sure?" She asks uncertainly.

"A paranoid man is crazy all days but one… The firecrackers stay." He huffs. She feels that it is not his paranoia talking, but something else. "You can use it to scare animals or shit like that…"

'Is he pouting?' She continues to watch him ramble in a low voice

"...the firecrackers stay. It is not even the weirdest thing, you can throw coins at people too."

"..."

...…

Hector P.O.V.

Despite my justifications, I never argue with my people when they say I'm paranoid.

I had the power to travel the Multiverse since "Day One" with D4C, but I never used it beyond helping the variants of Ororo, Kitty, and Kurt to go back to their universes and to take a little peek.

It has been months, months! Holding back on a power that many would test immediately without a second thought. There are reasons for that, of course… I don't need to test to see how it works; I have examples. And this multiverse is just a tiny bitty, dangerous. Just a tiny bitty…

There's also the fact that I have other interesting things and powers to use, and the much safer Travel Ticket. But after so long, and after many contingencies are put in place, I think it's time to explore the nearby universes.

After all, they are as much of a threat as this universe itself, maybe even bigger.

The multi-bodies, the soul anchoring… All of this was to this moment.

It also helped that the Gacha gave me Angstrom from Invincible. I feel like it's the way the Essence is telling me to start these inter-dimensional travels already.

"So let's go with this." I say, stepping to the platform while two arch structures rise up from the side and fuse to make the portal.

Of course, I'm going with all the care that I can. This lab is on the edge of the Solar System. This is not my real body, this portal is anchored by my powers and technology, and I'm gonna start by revisiting a world I was forced to stay some time… Miles's Universe.

I also have to check again on that Reed Richards… For real, my paranoid brain is still itching because I didn't thoroughly spied on his elastic ass.

I remotely use my technopathy to put the coordinates acquired because of the residual energies of my Spider-Body, the one with the highest concentration, which can only be in Miles's universe.

This body is not as strong as my real body, and even if it is stealth-oriented, it is still worlds apart from my Spider-Body. It can probably kill some heavy hitters from the Ultimate Universe, after all, they're not as strong as the one from here, apparently.

This is one of the things I'm gonna check now.

"Wait for me, Cortana." I say while walking to the spinning portal. Despite being a 95% safe trip, I would never bring Cortana.

"Always, Master." It's good to hear that.

And it will not take long…

Bzzzt

The travel is not instantaneous, but it is not long either. It's right in the middle between Angstrom insta-teleportation and the Spider-Verse little tunnel travelling. The thing is that Angstrom's power requires precise coordinates to operate at full potential, which is why he fused with all those variants. I have his power, but I don't have a map of the Marvel Multiverse in my head, so it's kinda not optimal, but not a big problem.

I'm almost sure that fusing D4C with his power, using the two in tandem, will allow me to do the same… But this is a technological portal with no D4C. The coordinates are the ones I acquired on my little Spider-Verse adventure.

Later, I will use D4C to collect more coordinates to safely travel around. "Around"... Pfft, like travelling the Multiverse is taking a walk around the block. My life got weird, and I didn't even notice.

Back to the safety, that's how I do things, no need to 100% rely on technology when I can cheat with my powers a little to cut time in the production and spend more on making sure everything is perfect.

It took 3 seconds for my body to emerge on the other side, unfortunately, I appeared in the void of space…

"..." I'm on the edge of the Solar System, I guess.

If I could, I would sigh, but there's no air here… After a mental note to add the correction of in-universe movement in my equations, I look around for Earth.

This body still has excellent vision and senses, but it may take too long. Luckily, I'm a prepared guy…

From my medium-sized inventory, I pull a sleigh-like space shuttle and enter it. A press of a button later, and the panel comes to life, and it starts scanning the nearby space. Twelve seconds later, it detects the satellites of this Earth and pinpoints its location.

"Let's go." I lock in the location and allow the automatic pilot to take me there.

Again, this body is good, but it is more stealth-based. I didn't customize it to space travel… I put some teleportation powers, but nothing that would take me across the Solar System in one go.

The Solar System is too big.

"Well, the first little trouble, but nothing too bothersome. This shuttle can reach almost lightspeed, so I will be there in no time…" If it would take longer, I would study the workings of hyperspace around here.

....

Like this body, my small shuttle is also stealth-based, so I easily invade Earth's atmosphere without alerting anyone… I think I will not underestimate anyone around here.

So that is why I jump off the ship before putting it in my inventory, and quickly teleport kilometers away a few times while erasing my presence.

"First stop… Baxter Building." I say, my full-body suit receiving my mental command and closing the mask around my head, now my whole body is covered in a thin black armor.

It has been a long time since I used something like this… since my home was invaded. I look like Black Noir. Hehe~, Edna's annoyed face after seeing this costume was funny. She was so offended that I "wasted good materials in such an unimaginative piece".

But that is the point, no? That is not a hero costume. It's not to be seen.

I reach the block of the Baxter Building pretty easily while invisible; it's hard to miss the big building. From my advantageous observation point, I can also see the Avengers Tower and other places of interest. Maybe I will check there later.

Now, I will focus on the place in front of me…

"Hm, he hadn't noticed the bug I planted last time?" So sloppy, Reed. That is not how a villain acts.

Using my technopathy, I reactivate the spider-bots I put in his lab, and once again, I have a good view of almost every room there.

Reed is working there alone. No other member of the Fantastic Four in sight.

Uh, him stretching himself around is really weird. I can do the same, or even weirder, but I prefer a classy usage of telekinesis. Can't you make an assistant AI? Where is H.E.R.B.I.E.?

Beyond using the spider-bots, I have a lot of other investigative powers to spy on the lab. Activating the Pseudo All Seeing Eyes of God of this body, and many other powers, I check everything that I can.

"Hm, he put some protections… He is more experienced than the Reed of my universe, at least." I comment out loud. Some areas are protected against X-ray vision, and there are some rooms filled with photons at a frequency that blocks remote scrying.

In Invincible, Cecil has a white room where people can't see anything… It's something similar. It's a good idea, I'm gonna steal it!

Simultaneously, I carefully use my technopathy to hack what I can. This is where his defenses are the strongest, one misstep and I will be caught. I guess he has been in a lot of cyber battles with other genius, It's probably a constant thing.

There are some encrypted files filled with traps, too obvious but also kinda unavoidable. Makes sense, the first hurdle, instead of protection, is basically a wide net to detect whoever is hacking him.

I pause… Chin between my fingers while I consider my next move. It's like those glitter bombs. Obviously, a trap, but if I push through it, nothing will top me… The thing is the consequences afterwards… But I bet he was not counting on a visitor from another universe that doesn't give a fuck.

Should I poke this wasp hive? How many seconds till he is on my ass? Considering human reaction and response beyond the time it would take to detect me… Some seconds.

This body is expendable too. It doesn't have miniaturized nuclear warheads - this is a civilian area, duh - but it can be reduced to atoms pretty easily.

Well… If I'm gonna get caught… Let's go big.

With some minutes of preparation, I stretch my technopathy very thin. I also invade other servers… S.H.I.E.L.D., Pym, X-Men, Doom…

It's like a million mini-mes are waiting just at the entrance of their servers, ready to invade and loot everything amidst the chaos… like those "peaceful protests" that happen constantly.

If I'm gonna step on a trap, I'm gonna step on all of them! Hehe, with a little manipulation, I may put them on each other's throats. Not gonna lie, from the little that I discovered, everyone hates each other here… With a few exceptions.

It's like everyone has a Hector on their shoulder preaching the paranoia gospel.

It's not as bad as the real Ultimate Universe, but in this world, "bad ends" happen more often, and the people are to blame. The amount of trouble that misunderstandings, power trips, and egos created… Whoa, they need therapy.

It's not for nothing Peter Parker died here.

Pym is stealing from S.H.I.E.L.D. for his research, his marriage is going to shit… the Fantastic Four is on the brink of collapse… Black Widow and Iron Man are a thing, but she is using him… Captain America still keeps the war mentality and kills people left and right, inciting people to seek revenge on him and becoming evil, people who could have become good… And I don't even want to talk about the metas here.

Geez~. Miles, I'm glad I'm not you.

Well, that is their problem… This issue is rooted deeply in their character, not something that an outsider can change without some brainwashing. From my understanding, the best future for them is simply everyone slowly dying…

Yep, that is the best future. Each new problem, a hero or villain dies… Till none of them remain. Seriously, the worst-case scenario is if things escalate into a Civil War. Better that those numbers go down slowly.

If my world during the Dawn of Mets, this world is like during the Cold War of Metas, one spark and things can go to shit, and they will not magically heal in the next comic issue.

The future is bleak… And as a trying-to-be-wise guy, I'm gonna learn from their mistakes now.

Time to rumble.

From an outsider's point of view, nothing happened, but my mind exploded with activity. A few times in my life, I focused this much.

A few seconds, that is all the time that I have to acquire and process the information… I will not download anything, I'm not dumb. Luckily, I made the brain of this body pretty OP.

I went through a lot of information… Reed's Demolo Gun… Doom's hell portal… S.H.I.E.L.D. cloning program… Stark and Natasha's sex tape…

"..." Haah The guy recorded that without her permission.

I got some blackmail material that S.H.I.E.L.D. is safeguarding, Mr. Sinister's confusing hive mind… Cerebro schematics and a hidden function to always spy on the mutants with a backdoor…

Oh, chaos has already started. I decided to lock their system to gain more time. A black screen with an 8-bit childish skull laughs at them from their screens. Their countermeasures start acting, and a good chunk decide to just terminate their operational systems. They must have back-up somewhere, disconnected from the world in a hard drive or something.

They fight hard… It's a battle that I'm destined to lose. I literally bite more than I can chew. My technopathy is OP, but I like the heavy guns they have.

Uh-oh… they are starting the attack… damn Doom, for real? Magic cyber virus? Cursing me?? Ingenious… Mr. Sinister also has some nasty things… Already tracking back the source, huh?

I start slowly pulling back, they are relentless in their pursuit, but I'm not a computer… I'm a human who can deactivate my power at any time.

I didn't get much… Some projects, but none that are innovative. From what I can say about them… the heroes are not secretly evil - for now - just very flawed. This is an edgy universe. Those geniuses are literally a laboratory accident away from changing sides.

None of that virtue and unwavering moral compass you would expect from them… But that is not enough for me to go and kill them for assurance that one day they would turn against my universe.

And most importantly… The chances of this Reed becoming the Maker are like 16%.

I discovered that he made contact with the Council of Reeds, so I guess he is gonna be one of the sheep there because there's nothing really holding him here.

Especially not Susan Storm… I turn my face, my eyes piercing through buildings to see the woman walking side by side with an incredibly handsome guy… me.

Way to go, Hector! Holding hands in public? Tsk Tsk~ How can a variant of mine be so lewd? Is this a hentai world? They are going to his house too.

He is nothing special, in the meta aspect, I checked… Has a dormant meta-gene, but he is basically me if I didn't have the Essence(his backstory is a little different, too). He has a personal lab in the hospital, but nothing on the comic book genius level, but I think I underestimated my raw intelligence… The guy here is a very respectable researcher in the medical field… Cured rabies and dementia? Impressive…

And he got the girl. Happy for you, dude.

It's strange seeing the script flipped, myself being the normal one, dating a superhero… Maybe it can work…

"....."

He is going to die, isn't he?

Let's hope not…

"..." He looks happy. Smiling all the way while walking with Susan, telling her something that makes her laugh.

Hmpf, I have more… It's not a competition, but I would win if it were.

Anyways, I need to stop wasting my time stalking myself because the people around here are more competent than I expected.

KRAK-BOOM

Standing up, I organize the new knowledge in my head and look at the center of the rooftop where I was staying.

Maybe is destiny…

"So thee is the one that stole information!!"

"..." Another fight with Thor in New York. I have the same belt… but I guess it would not be a good ice breaker.

The god of thunder of this reality is wearing the E.D.I. suit, holding a Mjolnir with a sharp side, capeless… Edna would like him. he arrived fast because apparently he can teleport through his lightning.

Instead of answering, I just… ran.

"COWARD!!" He roars and points his hammer at me, but I easily predicted that with my danger sense and avoided it before speeding up.

Like I would stay… There will be obvious reinforcements. What do I gain from fighting him? Property damage?

By the way, he doesn't seem to care because that lightning hit a building, now he is forcing me to fly higher so that his attacks would fly harmlessly to the clouds.

Their response was pretty fast, and this is not S.H.I.E.L.D. - they are not that competent - so Reed contacted them to use Thor. Maybe hacking from so close was not my smartest idea; he pinpointed my location faster than everyone else. Maybe it was Hank, Cerebro may have traced my brain waves. After all, I can't hide while using technopathy, that's not how thing works. You can't be silent while talking; it's the same. When you make a move, you expose yourself to others.

It was a risk that I took… It was not a perfect operation, but still within my calculations.

I become invisible and try to shake this Thor off, but he appears to be locked on me. Does he have some sort of Cosmic Awareness? Or was he super senses that good? Is he manipulating the wind around me to feel my presence? I became intangible, and he seems to be still following me, being carried by his hammer… And even riding lightning to follow my teleportations.

Should I destroy this body and call it a day?

I kinda want to check on Miles, so…

"Fine, I'm gonna kick your ass…" I stop when we are finally flying over an empty stretch of land, a lonely road at our side, surrounded by plains.

"Finally decided to face your destiny like a man?? I'm gonna make you crawl back to your weak-knee father." Thor shouts while hovering down on lightning.

It's kinda cool but… He let his guard down, and no one badmouths my parents without a little retribution. WHACK Oh, look, the comic sounds again!

After a well-placed Blink, I was able to deliver a heel kick to his jaw. He got groggy and gave me time to follow up with an axe kick that sends him flying to the ground like a cannonball, a crater forming on his fall.

That was an inescapable combo… it looked simple, but I did a lot of things just to land these two attacks. I used invisible threads to restrict his movements, a quick duplication left behind while I got intangible and invisible to hit him for free, a quick use of a mental attack too…

Once, Thor and the Warriors Three - plus Sif - had a talk about how fighting me sucks. And now this Thor has just received a demonstration of that.

I immediately followed him and stabbed his back with my hand… It went intangible through his torso, but then it vibrated and messed with his intestines. My other hand goes to the side of his head, two fingers entering intangible on his skull and messing with the small bones of his ear.

Did I say that this body of mine is stealth-based? What I really mean is that it's a killer body. It's not gonna win against the Hulk in a fair arm wrestling match, but it can win with dirt tricks and Hax.

"Bleeergh! Guuuuh!" Thor starts emptying his insides… Vomit, blood, saliva, and probably a lot of beer.

He is out of commission, so I'm not worried anymore, and from what I saw, this Thor's only flaw is a little arrogance and hot-headedness. No need to kill him or anything like that.

So my focus shifted to his hammer, which he dropped down. On my first gacha, I gained the E.D.I. Mech Suit, but not the hammer. The hammer it's what gave some interesting powers while the suit buffs the status of the user.

I crouch down a little to grab it and feel a lot of resistance… Weird, it's enchanted too? No…

"Cough Cough Haha! Cough Thee is not worthy of Thor's hammer! Cough" Props to the guy, he was able to stand up, albeit shakily, and laugh at me.

"..." I look at the hammer and look at him for some seconds. "I see… Some electromagnetic link with the belt. Only those who are wearing it can effortlessly lift the hammer." I say, discovering the trick.

My words made him stop laughing, the corner of his bloodied lips dropping.

"Well… If I can beat you with your hammer…" I start, my tone low "I can beat the hammer with you."

Then I grab his head and Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham Wham

The hammer is now his head, while this fake Mjolnir is a nail. I hit his head till it is covered with blood and he is unconscious. He is a tough nut to crack, but he eventually cracks.

I normally don't do this, but that is another scary thing about me… I seek to be overpowered so that I can hold back… So if I can… Well, I look at the fallen Thor, his head covered in blood like a helmet… This happens.

"It's the Batman in me, I swear." This fight shouldn't be this easy… A bad match-up, I guess.

His body looks very mortal, too. I'm gonna take some samples…

...….

After that, it was easy to shake off all the pursuers. I had time to change bodies… yep, I brought an extra body in my inventory just in case. I can change bodies like people can change clothes.

Now my energy signature, vitals and everything else are completely different… Whatever method anyone is using to track me, it will not work, I'm untraceable.

I made sure to wait one hour, acting like I stopped in my hideout, and no one else showed up. Triple checked for anyone in my trail, and then five more times "disappeared" before reappearing in an unsuspecting alley in Brooklyn.

In my full civilian identity, I walk through the streets as the lamp posts light up and the sun goes down. I'm gonna mess with Miles a little.

Finding the Morales residence, I already know that he is inside. I ring the bell and wait. The door opens after some time, and Rio Morales appears before my eyes.

"And you are?" She frowns slightly and looks at me up and down in a way only a mother can do, judgmental and all that. Like she is trying to remember which friend of hers I'm a son and if I turned up as a decent youngster.

"Oh, sorry… I think I got the wrong house." I smile charmingly "I'm looking for Miles Morales, a guy your age, more or less… Do you know which home is his?"

She laughs in surprise "Hahaha! Okay, boy, that is a new way to say that old cheap flattery." She gives me an amused smile, trying to act nonchalant, but all women like to be called young.

"I do not understand…" I tilt my head innocently, but allow a smile to hint that I'm not serious.

"Are you a friend of Miles? He is in his room." She rolls her eyes, seeing my act, before shouting behind her, "MILES! Visit!"

"What? Who?"

"Who is at the door?"

Two figures appear, Miles and his father extend their necks to see me. Miles is holding some food in his hand, so I guess he got out of his room to grab a snack.

"What are you eating before dinner?" His mother shouts angrily "Lo juro por Dios…"

"I was hungry! And relax, I'm gonna eat everything." He says back, confident in his spider-metabolism. Then he finally spots me "PFFFT. HE-Hector?!" He even spat his food in surprise.

"Sup, dude." I raise my hand in a greeting "I was passing through the neighborhood and I brought that thing." I concoct a lie. If they ask, I'm gonna pull a comic or whatever from my inventory.

Yes, I have all kinds of things in my inventory even now… I'm always prepared.

"I thought I got the wrong house, you didn't tell me that you have a sister." I say with a smile, wiggling my eyebrows at his mother.

"Now here is the old flattery." Mrs. Morales laughs jovially again, covering her mouth.

"Dude, that is my mom…" Miles says, unimpressed.

"Your mom?" I turn my head slowly. "Oh no, did I step into a landmine? You must have Miles with what? 10 years of age?" I act concerned, making her laugh, her hand moving down to her heart. "Is that him, ma'am? I can call the police." I point at her husband

"Oh, stop~" She laughs even harder. "Silly, he is the police." She says, already warmed up with me.

"So this is one of those cases of 'We investigated ourselves and found nothing wrong'? Typical…" I shake my head exaggeratedly in a disappointed way.

Despite Mrs. Morales and me having some fun, the two men of the family are looking at me with dead eyes, they mouth flat lines, it's like we sucked all the joy out of them.

So I cough awkwardly and start again "Ahem Jokes aside, it's a pleasure to meet you two, Mr. and Mrs. Morales." I gave a nod to the mother and extended my hand to the father.

"..." Mr. Morales is still looking at me like I just committed battery, but in the end, he also extends his hand to shake mine.

"Ow, ouch~" I let it escape my mouth as he tries to squeeze it too tightly. Obviously, it didn't hurt, but I can let the guy have it… I kinda flirted with his wife.

I have no intentions regarding Rio Morales, even if she is hot. This is double wrong. She is married and Miles's mother. It goes against both Men's Code and the Bro Code.

I just took the easy opportunity of messing with Miles. Obviously, I will not stop here~ hehe~ To take the focus off me, I will just…

"Don't take it the wrong way, Mr. Morales. I was just being friendly" I say while watching Rio lightly slap his husband for acting 'silly and childish'. He is not wrong, in my opinion.

I then turn to Miles, "And they say I'm the one with an Oedipus Complex… América Chavez is literally your mother sculpted in Carrara." Hehe~ But seriously, they are very similar. Like Shego and Ophelia.

My words make the three pause… Miles visibly winces while his parents' faces are hit with realization as their minds process my words.

Then their head slowly turned to their son in a comical fashion.

"Miles…" His father starts in a calm way

"Who is América Chavez?" His mother is not that calm.

"Err… Erm… It's… It's a friend." He was able to say while both avoiding eye contact and fidgeting with his hands. Damn, those spider-people can't lie to save their lives!

I, on my part, make a show of gasping and realizing that I may have done something wrong. "Oh my, did I talk too much?" I ask innocently while covering my mouth.

The family trio looks at me with varying expressions.

Aah~ This is as fun as trolling Peter.

It's just a small moment, but I feel that his how life should be… One moment I'm brutally beating a god, and in the other I'm in a silly sitcom moment. It's all about balance, living everything life can offer to the fullest.

Yep, I like my life.

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