Narrator: In an old apartment on the third floor, a young man in his 20s was sitting on the couch watching the news. He had short dark brown hair, black eyes, and pale skin
Narrator:. Apparently, the man was too focused on the TV that he had forgotten to turn off the stove
Breaking knew,s. Meteorologists claim to have evidence of an incoming natural disaster with the potential to end humanity by 2050. They announced that they would reveal further details on this day two weeks ago, yet they were declared missing a couple of days ago
MC POV: well i suppose the government did not appreciate that, which is the reason why they are probably at the bottom of the ocean, sniff sniff, hmm? smoke?? is something burning? i though as I snapped my head towards the kitchen SHIT I FORGOT THE FUCKING STOV---
BOOOOM!!
A loud voice filled with concern and a trace of fear came from the fourth floor
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!!? WERE WE ATTACKED BY TERRORISTS??? HEY ANNA, CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT, THE APARTMENT ON THE THIRD FLOOR IS ON FIRE!!
Narrator: In a universe far away, there was a planet very similar to Earth. At first, it seemed ordinary, an almost identical replica of our Earth. However, the secrets it hides are currently only known to a few.
For now.
June 1, 1943, somewhere in New York
Narrator: inside a seemingly abandoned warehouse a man was Lying down on several molded wooden boxes, he appears to be around 30 years old with a height of 6.1 feet, he has eyes as black as the void, hes ink black short hair styled slick back, a sharp jawline and a short beard that compliments his exceptional looks, currently he is wearing a black suit with a black tie and of course black shoes
GASP!!!!
MC POV: HOW CAN I FORGET THE DAMNED STOVE !!! Wait, why did the stove even explode? To my knowledge, it would have at most caught fire, hmmm. That's strange,Never mind, the real question is how am I even alive? Logically, an explosion of this caliber should have instantly killed me. I thought.
Narrator: He was so focused on figuring out how a forgotten stove led to his demise that he didn't even bother to asses hes surroundings
MC POV: Huh, from the very edge of my peripheral vision, I noticed wooden boxes that I was apparently lying on. I got up to check my surroundings, and then I realised, I'm in a warehouse!?? i though confused, now most would at first think they got abducted, but i denied this possibility, unless the abductors are confused amateurs who couldn't even restrict my movement by tying me up so i don,t escape, furthermore there is no one here to keep watch on me in case i regain consciousness, and lastly the door of the warehouse is slightly open which allows me to simply leave, i though as i walked towards the door
Narrator: When the man eventually reached the entrance, he saw something that concerned him
MC: i don,t recognize this place, i thought as i walked further and further from the warehouse until i reached the fence, i look around to make sure no one is watching, then climbed over it, after that i walked until i reached a crowded street, i needed information and the best way to get that is to ask, i thought, as i walked towards a restaurant
ding! ding!
After entering i went directly to the cashier, Hey sorry to interrupt. I was hoping if you could tell me which city this is and the date? i said
The cashier looked up. He seemed surprised at the man's luxurious clothes.
Oh, no problem, you are in New York, and the date is jun 1, 1943.
The cashier answered, slightly confused at the question
MC: Many thanks, I said, as I walked out of the restaurant. On the outside i appeared calm and unfazed; however, that is far from the truth. I have apparently somehow gone back into the past, and that's not even the worst part, world war 2 started 5 years ago if my memory serves me right !! and its still ongoing. I thought while walking on the pavement, that is, until I caught a glimpse of my reflection from a glass window. I'm either looking awkwardly at another person on the other side of the window, or this is my actual reflection, i though, shocked, the man looking back at me was 1.85 meters tall, he had ink-black hair styled slick back, hes eyes black as the void, a sharp jawline and a short beard, he wore a black suit with a black tie and black shoes, wait i thought as a squinted, i looked identical to a famous actor if i remember correctly hes name was Ben Barnes, ithought, shocked at the realisation
Narrator: After the man stopped silently admiring his appearance, he continued to walk until he stumbled upon something on the ground
MC POV: Well, how convenient for me to find a newspaper while walking down the street i thought, amused at my own luck. I picked up the newspaper and started reading it, but a headline at the bottom caught my interest
Breaking news: the German army has started marching towards Europe, and there have been rumors of a secret project called The Super Soldier Serum. Sources say that a recruitment phase may start sometime in June.
MC: A super soldier serum, interesting, WAIT i have heard of this before, are they talking about THE Super Soldier Serum, the one Steve Rogers was injected with? I thought, shocked at the realisation. Now you may ask how I know that they are talking about the same super soldier serum. Well, that's simple, it's because on my Earth, there is no such thing as a super soldier. The events of this world align with the movie called Captain America the first avenger Which means that I'm in the Marvel universe i thought, worried. I have thought of the possibility that this may be just a rumor, but when I thought about the current date i came to the realisation that in approximately 21 days, Steve Rogers will be injected with the serum.
Narrator: And at that very moment, something snapped; a great change was unfolding in his mind, and his modern mindset started undergoing subtle changes, his normally low willpower started to increase
MC: Perhaps this could be considered an opportunity, I thought, to be something more than I used to be, better, stronger, more determined. With a purpose, something that I unfortunately lacked in my past life, A normal person would be panicking by now, but panic solves nothing, I thought, while walking in a dark alley. I need a plan, and I need POWER
Narrator: The moment he uttered that word, the shadows MOVED. This is the beginning of a Man who became an eternal protector made of darkness. THE DARKNESS THAT SHIELDS THE LIGHT