Chapter 001: Maybe, i'm in dangerous.
"Hmm, this is interesting."
Looking at the large tower with the name STARK, the logical conclusion for his situation was.
'I have transmigrated.' Looking toward the nearby mirror, he saw a man with black hair, blue eyes, a slim body and a bit short for his taste. In his past life, he was a big and muscular guy, not that steroid-filled abomination, but muscular like Son Goku.
Suddenly, a flood of memories from his current body rushed into his mind.
"Ugh." A slight dizziness hit him. He leaned against a nearby post while ignoring the strange looks passersby were giving him.
Adrian Walker, 21 years old, a mutant whose ability makes him smarter, and special eyes that allow him to see "everything," a design very similar to a certain anime from his past life.
'All-Seeing Eyes of God, from Kekkai Sensen.'
If he had any small doubt that his transmigration was not accidental, this specific power made it very clear that it was not. After all, ever since he saw these eyes for the first time, he thought they were very cool, an eye capable of seeing all the truth of the world.
This situation... is very interesting!
A small smile formed on his face. Adrian put his hand over his mouth to prevent that smile from becoming even more horrible.
'Calm down, calm down! You are in the Marvel universe, a dangerous and interesting universe where not even in death can you have peace!'
'First step, find out which universe I am in... Then get rid of these strange lenses. I have such cool eyes now, why hide them!?'
But even thinking that, he did not remove the contact lenses from his eyes. He was not a fool after all.
...
A man in a suit in a wheelchair opened his eyes. Slowly, he removed the helmet from his head and said:
"A mutant has awakened."
"Shall we go get him?"
Looking at his furry friend, he replied. "Yes, we must and as quickly as possible. We cannot let him ally with Eric."
"... From your reaction, I can deduce that he is powerful?"
"Extremely powerful and also dangerous." Charles spoke extremely seriously; he was facing this situation as if he were facing another Jean.
"Alright, I will send the team."
"Thank you."
A similar situation was unfolding in the camp of the bald man's rival.
...
"Umu, as I thought, he is really cool." In a cheap hotel, Adrian looked at himself in the mirror.
Staring at those magical eyes, excitement sprouted in his body.
"In that anime, the protagonist did not use his eyes to their maximum potential. I can think of a thousand ways to use them, not to mention their potential for magic... But magic in the Marvel world is complicated. You are literally borrowing power from an entity that controls a dimension; that is stupidity."
Adrian's head began to spin, and like a supercomputer turning on, once his thought process started, he could no longer stop.
Looking around with his eyes, he could see the "inefficiency" in everything, an imperfect world whose flaws he could see entirely, not to mention the ridiculous amount of different energies on this planet.
"Well, Earth is loved by many dimensional beings." Just thinking about the number of heroes and villains that exist in Marvel, Adrian did not doubt that if he picked up a rock and threw it in New York, he would have a 90% chance of hitting an individual with powers.
"Let's start working, first physical and mental evaluations!" Looking at himself with his eyes, he saw the countless imperfections in his physical form, something he already expected. But when he looked at his brain, he saw something interesting.
His prefrontal cortex had insane activity; it was as if he had a supercomputer in his head!
And that thought is not incorrect. Even now, while looking at himself, his brain was storing the knowledge of his past life and making it more "efficient." Unlike his current life, Adrian did not go to college because of the fear of being a "mutant."
The Adrian from his past life completed all his schooling and also college. He was not a genius and had average grades, but that is the point.
All the "useful" information he saw once in his life and forgot is being processed while ignoring useless information.
It seems his mutation appreciated efficiency above all.
"This can be problematic... The higher my IQ is, the lower my EQ will be. I do not want to become someone with little wisdom, or I might create a portal in the middle of New York like a certain elastic fool!"
This is a problem he cannot solve right now. The most efficient way to solve this problem is to improve his physical shell; that way his divine brain can function normally.
"The flesh is weak, the machine is supreme, praise the Omnissiah!..." He laughed and then turned toward the computer: "But that only happens when the initial project is trash." In fiction, have you ever heard of a dragon worrying about its body? Or Superman complaining that he is weak?
The flesh is not weak, the project called "human" is.
Making a mental note, he made his plans.
Improve your physical shell; the minimum acceptable is at Superman's level!
Build a technological Empire; I need immense resources if I even want to think about changing my current physical state.
Stay away from hooded fools, pirates, and racists! Especially the last one! If Hydra discovers your "potential," you will become a lab rat forever.
"Umu, this is a decent start! These projects can be edited later! But the important thing is to have a direction to follow." He nodded, satisfied.
...
30 minutes later.
"This machine is so inefficient! It is trash!" He slammed the desk irritably.
His brain was literally absorbing information much faster than the machine in front of him! It took a full 30 seconds just for a search! THIS IS SO INEFFICIENT!
"... Wait a second, the Eyes of God can share vision, right? Could I share vision with the 'digital world'?"
While his mind thought of various ways to increase his efficiency, another thought reflected on the situation of this universe.
'I am clearly in the main 616 timeline... Or at least something similar. After all, the mutants here resemble the animated series I watched in the past, but the events align with the movie chronology... Meaning, it is a mess!'
'But at least it is not the main universe!' He comforted himself with that thought. 'Wait a second... Universe 616?...'
At that moment, both of his thought processes stopped. Slowly, he calmly sat down in the chair and typed:
Robert Reynolds. 30 long seconds later nothing appeared. Not giving up, he typed:
"Sentinel"
Looking at the image of the blonde man floating in a tight yellow suit next to the Avengers with the S on his belt, he closed his eyes and said:
"Damn."