"Man thats a tough way to go!"
Vance just stared blankly at the… ground? Well he was standing on it so he would just call it the ground. The last five or so minutes had been a true whirlwind that ge was still processing.
One second he was in his office, the next a fucking truck had been flying atraight towards the windows on his floor of the building. While it already sounds insane, it's not even over yet. After escaping a floor lower, a giant mechanical hand had burst through the ceiling and grabbed him.
Before his mind could comprehend the series of events he had found himself flying out of the 14'th floor windows, looking back only to see the giant mechanical construct saluting him as he feel to what must have been his death.
Vance couldn't remember any kind of impact, but he had quickly found himself in this brightly lit white space with a vaguely humanoid, featureless golden figure sitting across from where he was currently standing. Upon looking around a bit more he noticed a chair nearby that he promptly collapsed into before staring up at the ceiling.
"Hey so just a quick question if you don't mind" he vocalized, his tone surprisingly flat.
The golden figure responded with a cheery "Sure!" Leading Vance to sigh and look right at them,
"What actually just happened, and what the hell is going on?"
The golden being let out a light laugh before replying, "Well that's technically two questions but given what happened I suppose I'll answer both". With a clap of their hands a projection showing the truck as what could only be called a transformer appeared behind them with the words 'Truck-kun!' above the construct's head.
"You read enough web novels and fanfiction to understand what this means. No that isn't a question I know that for a fact. You've also guessed I'm a ROB by now and that would be correct. You were lucky or unlucky enough to win the cosmic lottery and get isekai'd, congratulations!"
A burst of confetti shot across the projection, while Vance's expression twitched as the gears in his mind started turning, 'Well at the very least I won't have to work that damn job anymore. Salary is a scam! It's morbid but I'm semi thankful my mom passed as she was the only family I had. This way there's no attachments before I head to…'
Vance looked up sharply, "Where exactly did you say I was going again?"
The ROB stood from their chair, a mouth appearing on their face just so a wide grin could appear, 'Well that's unsettling'.
"I'm so glad you asked!" The being clapped twice and two enormous, colorful wheels sprouted from the ground. Gesturing to the right they continued, "This wheel will determine your wold while the other will decide your power or ability. Bear in mind some abilities will be buffed or nerfed depending on the world".
Vance rapidly ran his eyes over the wheel of worlds as it began to spin. He was able to see some familiar and unfamiliar names: Naruto, Danmachi, Primal, Elden Ring, and more as the wheel spun and spun.
Eventually it stopped, just passing RWBY and stopping before Arifureta on-
"Ah! Marvel, a classic! I imagine you know this one at least a bit so let's move on to your boon!"
Vance's thoughts exploded as the second wheel began spinning, 'Well that's probably a solid not bad in retrospect I saw Warhammer on there so I'll take the small victory. Dear… ROB I guess please help a brother out here I'm fucked if I get something useless'.
The wheel eventually slowed to a halt as he narrowed his eyes at the selected ability.
"The Ten Shadows Technique?" Looking at ROB he asked carefully, "Can you tell me if there are buffs?"
ROB's head tilted at first as if thinking before giving a nod as the smile came back, "It is buffed, but there's some differences too so pay attention". Vance straightened in his seat putting all of his focus on the next words,
"So before Mahoraga you'll be able to overload the cursed energy used to basically boost your summons. I won't spoil what happens or whatever but know that. Additionally cursed energy is different. You're basically the only Jujutsu Sorcerer there, but cursed energy is visible to all so your summons will be seen when you use them. Ah! As you know cursed energy capacity is determined at birth. Since you're a special case, the world is dangerous, and it's no fun if you can't fight you'll have pretty substantial reserves. This doesn't mean you can summon all 9 shikigami for hours on end, but your capacity is at the very least special grade level."
It was a pretty long explanation, but overall Vance loved what he heard. It only left him with one question, "Which version of the Marvel Universe am I walking into?"
The smile on Rob's face unnaturally stretched further, "Well I think that's it, I'll go ahead and send you on your way now. Enjoy your new life! Have fun and try not to die again!"
Vance's expression fell as the walls began glowing with golden sigils, his body unable to move while a high pitched whine seemed to enter his ears. His face twisted as he yelled,
"ROB LEGALLY YOU HAVE TO TELL ME WHAT WORLD IM GOING TO PLEASEEEEE"
His words carried across space as with a popVance vanished from the room leaving only a laughing golden figure behind. Meanwhile, his soul was doing a hyper loop through the vastness of space and time.
Luckily, the experience itself had completely incapacitated Vance so he could not feel the pain his soul was enduring. After an indeterminate amount of time, a young man who was curled up, shaking in a tight ball on the floor of a shabby apartment briefly shone with a white and gold light before his body settled into a deep sleep.
The man's shadow was not large due to the filtered sunlight from his shaded window, but a pair of eyes seemed to shine from the depths nonetheless.
As we all know, the world doesn't stop turning for just one man. Even if that man is someone who could potentially have a large impact on the world. So as Vance slept, the major powers of the world kept moving along none the wiser to a new player joining the game.
S.H.I.E.L.D HQ - Manhattan - New York City
"And I'm telling you, Coulson, that I do not care about the repercussions! I've only got two hands. In one I have a hyper intelligent man who can't help himself from getting his dick wet while also building himself super powered suits. In the other, I have a group of mutated individuals who seem to get into a new fight every other week!"
Coulson, an agent of SHIELD, sighed in response to his bosses' words, 'Guess that throws my time off request solidly out'. Instead of saying that though he simply replied in the affirmative and left the director, one Nick Fury, to his own devices again.
Fury, as he was known to those close, just kept his eyes locked on a report he'd been sent by the head of the aforementioned mutated individuals. His mutant scanning device, 'and how fucking weird is that to think about?', had picked up a massive reading on a scale he had never come across. The only problem being…
"How'd they lose the damn signal?"
The signal had dropped seconds after appearing. What makes it worse is that it didn't even read with the mutant indicators, but instead had readings of an energy source that had been picked up due to the quantity of energy as Cerebro was built to read the mutant energy specifically.
'So someone either lost control for a second or awakened abilities and just right away controlled it. What's worse is that it showed up right in this city'.
Fury stood while rubbing his hand over his bad eye, moving slowly towards the large window occupying one wall in his office. Looking out onto the city he swore to himself he would protect from the world's madness he thought wryly, 'could really use a friend for the people if you're somehow listening'.
Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters - Unknown Location - Outside NYC
Charles Xavier
"Now I am not saying we ignore the reading, but it clearly was not a mutant's signature. The energy belongs to some other classification entirely, so I am simply saying we need to be cautious in our approach".
Professor Xavier looked around at the few he was meeting with, their expressions varied. The conference room itself seemed far larger with only five people as occupants.
"So," began a blue furred large humanoid "we operate as usual and keep an extra ear and eye open for unexplained happenings or odd occurrences?" He was wearing a lab coat, implying that he had been pulled away from work for this, or he had very interesting stylistic opinions.
Charles smiled towards him, "Precisely, Hank. No need to rush over ourselves or cause a small panic, simply wait. If they are newly awoken as we suspect, then we will have no need to force them out. They'll end up in the open on their own".
Ororo, better known as Storm, nodded at this, her silver hair dangling down past her shoulders.
"I agree that this is for the best. If we went on a manhunt the young ones would be a group of high strung beacons that say 'Hello we are looking for you'. This idea prevents that and forcing a confrontation".
That statement was nearly a full consensus, with the only objection being a snort from one shorter individual with side burns.
"So we just leave whoever it is out there for Magneto and his group of psychotic friends to find?"
The words briefly caused the group to pause before Charles gently shook his head,
"No Logan, for one Erik does not have Cerebro so I imagine he is more in the dark than we are in this. Second, we are still going to be searching, simply in the background to avoid unwanted occurrences".
Logan muttered to himself before begrudgingly nodding, "If you say so Professor, but I'll be keeping a closer eye out than the others. Way too much power to not look for it."
Their conversations carried on into the evening, while far far away a similar one was being had.
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Atop a stone throne adorned with nothing sat the Mad Titan. A being of purple hue and dreams that would cause others to shudder. His ship coasted slowly through the nothingness of space, no distractions and naught but his goal in mind.
A brief knock on the large double doors snapped him out of his reverie, bringing his attention onto Ebony Maw who had entered his chambers with his head bowed.
"Master, the stone has been found. A being known as the Lore Speaker currently holds it".
Thanos stood, his frame looking larger than possible due to the emptiness of the room,
"We will make haste then. It is almost time for the plan to begin". His eyes flashed dangerously as he turned to look out at the stars. Raising a hand to cover one, he closed it and spoke "The universe WILL finally know balance".
Ebony Maw did not respond, only bowing lower as a new route was charted on the Sanctuary 2.
Back on Earth as evening turned to night and it gave way to morning in a certain sad apartment in the city of New York a dark haired and eyed young man slowly began to open his eyes.