5 the plan

ok so if the year is 1994 I will be 13 by the time Ironman comes into play and 20 by the time that Thanos attacks, that gives me plenty of time to become strong enough that strong enough to be comfortable and enjoy living in this world.

first I need to get some better powers, then get more traits and upgrade them. I should try to get my hands on one of the serums in marvel, and since I have magical talent(m) I might as well try to learn the mystic arts like Doctor Strange. before Ultron, I should also get a hold of the vibranium, but before that, I should get a hold of the space stone in the research and the mind stone in Loki's staff. I should also look into making a cosmic cube in the future, the cosmic cube could give me the power to almost rival Thanos with the infinity gauntlet but unlike the infinity gauntlet the cosmic cube could be manufactured and would work outside its own universe.

I kind of want to join the Avengers just so that I can stop them from making some of the bigger mistakes. For me to join the Avengers I would need to either crash the Avengers initiative or get SHIELD's attention before 2012 when the events of the Avengers movie happens.

alright time to get started 'system use one power token'

[ ok, the user has received; the power; Unstable surface activity: The ability to perform actions and movements on unstable surfaces as if they were stable surfaces. ]

fuck! that power is almost useless God damn, this is bullshit! I raged for a minute or two more, ok breathe 'system use the other power token'

[ok, the user has received the power Cartoon physics: the user's body ignores the reality around them and instead reacts how a cartoon would to the outside stimuli. ]

my anger from a few moments ago was wiped away as soon as I read this 'yes! this is perfect this just what I needed! a power that makes me less likely to die!' i was ecstatic because of the durability and physics-breaking potential of this power, even if I was shot or crushed or really harmed in any way I would just pop back into shape a few moments later. now that I looked at it again it seems to make me immune to reality warping powers to a certain extent, so I would mostly safe from the reality stone except for Thanos's snap thing.

hmm if I want to execute my plan in the easiest fashion I will need help from my parents or to run away. considering that I want to get started as soon as possible and that I'm only a one-year-old... I should probably my parents sometime soon.

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ok so mom and dad should be getting ready for bed soon and the maid just left, that means that I need to man up and follow the plan. 'come on Jeremy, if you can't even do this then how do you expect to fight some of the strongest things in the Marvel universe? granted they are severely weaker than in some of the comics, but that is beside the point I need to just walk in there and tell them how it is.'

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I open my parent's door

" mom? dad? I have something to talk to you about"

my parents were shocked at first because this sentence was not something I'd normally say, I usually talk in simple 4 to 5-word sentences so hearing me talk in such a mature manner.

"s-sure sweetheart, what is on your mind?"

"I need you guys to listen to me, and no matter what I say know that I love you"

"w-what is it, my little baby? you are worrying mama with this odd behavior"

I took a deep breath and started explaining to them how I am a reincarnated person and how I have powers, my parents listened to the whole thing without interrupting me once. when I was finished my heart was pounding so hard that I could see it bulging against my chest because of the cartoon physics.

my parents sat on their bed with a complicated look on their faces, I could even see mom tearing up a little.

" it is hard to believe that what you are saying is true... but you being able to talk the way you do at one year old is hard to explain otherwise, and frankly there are a few other signs that you weren't a normal baby." my father replied.

"I guess that what your father said is true, it was strange how to embarrassed and ashamed you looked whenever I breastfed you" mom added

"so... " I broke off not being able to continue because of the tightening sensation in my throat. my heart was clenching and my stomach felt hollow, I could also feel the heat rushing towards my eyes. I had never felt like this I would say I felt like I was dying but, having experienced death already I could tell that this dread that was seeping through my body was worse.

"Oh, honey! just because we aren't your first parents doesn't mean that we don't love you just as much as before we learned this" mom said as she came up to me and hugged me "you are our son and nothing can change that"

my dad said as he joined us in the hug.

that was the last blow, the heat that had been building up behind my eyes exploded turning into blubbery tears as I sobbed in my parent's arms. " I love you guys" I muttered, the dam holding back the unwanted emotions since my death subconsciously broke. I cried of relief at not losing my new family, I cried for my original family that I would never see again, I cried for the life that I would never experience because it was cut off too soon, and I cried because of the uncertainty of my new life.