[[I changed my mind, will do marvel again before going to do another world]]
Marvel Universe - Outskirts of Sokovia
Elric slowly opened his eyes in the pre-dawn darkness of his small house.
Outside, the world was still draped in night, the forest surrounding his property shrouded in deep shadows. The sun wouldn't rise for at least another hour. But he really couldn't wait for morning anyway.
He got up immediately, not bothering with breakfast or his usual morning routine, and went straight outside into the cool night air.
It was still the same place he'd lived in for months now—the outskirts of Sokovia.
Wanda and Pietro had already left weeks ago, now staying with Elistia to help manage the country's day-to-day affairs. The twins had proven surprisingly adept at governance, their personal experiences with hardship making them empathetic leaders.
His original goal in building this isolated house had been simple: stay out of major conflicts, avoid interacting with superheroes or villains, and most importantly, don't do anything that might trigger the TVA.
He'd already done too much to hide anymore. Taking over Sokovia. Creating enhanced individuals. If the TVA was going to intervene, they would have done so by now.
So he didn't need to stay hidden in this remote location anymore.
But despite that logical conclusion, he'd become quite attached to this place. The isolation was peaceful. The large forest surrounding his property was perfect for conducting experiments without collateral damage concerns.
Even after effectively taking control of Sokovia's government, he hadn't moved to the capital or some luxurious palace. This place suited him.
But that's not the point right now.
The point was the new power.
After receiving the perfected chakra pathway seal and the knowledge of how to implement it.
He had full confidence that if it came to actual warfare, Sokovia could single-handedly beat the entire world bloody.
The math was simple: How many missiles could you throw at ninja who possessed even C-rank ninjutsu that allowed them to go underground? All that expensive military hardware would become useless.
And that wasn't even considering high-level techniques. Flying Thunder God for instant teleportation. Assassination to directly eliminate enemy leaders. Genjutsu to manipulate perceptions and sow chaos.
It was not a stretch to say that with just ten thousand properly trained ninja, he had confidence they could stomp the entire world into submission.
Their military superiority meant nothing against opponents who could teleport, turn invisible, manipulate elements, and regenerate from wounds. Russia? China? Same problem. Conventional warfare became obsolete when your enemy could walk through walls and assassinate generals in their sleep.
But naturally, it will not be that simple.
After receiving the chakra pathway seal implantation, candidates will need at least a year of intensive training before they become combat-effective. Possibly more, depending on their aptitude and dedication.
Learning to manipulate chakra, master techniques, develop muscle memory for combat—all of that took time. You couldn't just implant the seal and instantly have a super-soldier. The system required practice, discipline, understanding.
If it were any other day, that realization would be the highlight, Elric thought as he reached his designated testing ground deep in the forest. But today is not any other day.
He raised his hand toward the empty clearing ahead, palm facing forward, fingers slightly curved.
And then he spoke a single word, channeling power through it:
"Black Hole."
The moment the spell name left his mouth, the world itself seemed to suddenly change, reality bending in response to his will.
The wind, which had been calm and still just a heartbeat before, suddenly started to pick up with violent intensity. But it wasn't just wind—everything began moving toward a single point. Not only air, but light itself started to bend and distort.
The dark night sky became even darker, shadows deepening impossibly as photons were pulled toward Elric's outstretched palm. The stars overhead seemed to dim. Even the ambient magical energy saturating the Earth began flowing toward that single focal point.
In the blink of an eye, a small dot formed in his hand—microscopic, barely visible, but radiating gravitational force far beyond what something that size should possess.
And in another blink, it started to grow larger.
Elric watched with fascination as the microscopic dot expanded to the size of a marble, then a baseball, then approximately as large as a basketball. Its attractive force increased exponentially with each increment of growth, creating a small tornado of debris and displaced air around him.
Dust, leaves, small rocks—everything not firmly anchored began spiraling inward toward the sphere of compressed space-time.
Incredible, Elric thought, analyzing the phenomenon with his enhanced perception. In Yggdrasil, this was classified as a 6th-tier spell. Moderately powerful but not extraordinary. But here...
He cut off the energy supply, feeling satisfied with the initial test results.
But the moment he stopped channeling power into the spell, something went terribly wrong.
He felt an immense weight suddenly pressing down against his hand—gravitational force that hadn't been present while he was actively controlling the magic. The black hole's mass, no longer stabilized by continuous energy input, began asserting itself according to natural physics rather than magical rules.
The force was so intense it nearly drove him to his knees. His hand was pressed down toward the ground, unable to move, trembling with the effort of supporting the sphere.
And with each passing second, the black hole was still growing—another millimeter, then two, feeding on the ambient energy and matter it was consuming, sustaining itself through its own gravitational collapse.
Something is not right!
Without wasting even a fraction of a second, Elric directly teleported the small black hole into his personal pocket dimension.
The moment he did, losing its central focus, the wind that had gathered around him instantly became unstable and chaotic. The organized spiral collapsed into random turbulence, increasing in speed several times over as the compressed air explosively expanded outward.
Trees bent violently. The ground was scoured clean of loose material. The shockwave radiated outward in all directions.
But Elric couldn't spare any attention for the environmental damage. After teleporting the black hole away, he immediately emptied his entire pocket dimension of all stored items in a single urgent motion—weapons, supplies, research materials, everything—ejecting it all into the physical world.
Then he himself teleported inside the now-empty dimensional space.
Elric materialized in the blank white void of his personal dimension and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
The small black hole floated there calmly, almost peacefully, no longer growing or exhibiting dangerous instability.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, he thought, studying the phenomenon from a safe distance. He managed to get it into my dimensional space, which exists outside the normal universe and doesn't have conventional time flow. The moment it entered this space, it stopped growing.
The pocket dimension's unique properties—existing in a kind of temporal stasis, isolated from normal physical laws—had stabilized the black hole by removing it from the context where normal gravitational physics applied.
After carefully extracting all his belongings from where they'd been emergency-dumped in the forest and returning them to proper storage, Elric looked at the damaged section of forest visible through a viewing portal.
And he smiled.
A wide, genuine smile of pure satisfaction.
It was completely beyond my expectations.
In Yggdrasil and even in the Overlord New World, "Black Hole" was classified as a 6th-tier spell—moderately powerful but far from the most devastating magic available. It created a small gravitational anomaly that sucked in enemies and then vanished after a few seconds.
In those worlds, no matter how much magical energy you poured into a spell, its fundamental effect would not increase or decrease. The spell's power was fixed by its tier and parameters. More mana just extended duration or allowed more frequent casting, but didn't make the individual effect stronger.
But here, in the Marvel Universe where physics and magic operated under entirely different rules...
The spell scaled with energy input, Elric realized. He could theoretically pour enough power into it to create an actual black hole of arbitrary size. The only limit is how much energy He willing to commit.
He would need to test more carefully, establish proper safety protocols, maybe conduct experiments in unpopulated dimensions to avoid catastrophic accidents.
But just with this single successful test, he could confidently say one thing:
Time to step onto the world stage.
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