When I regained consciousness, I found myself in a different place: a crib, to be exact. So, far from feeling fear or joy, I decided to suspect everything.
Excuse me if my reaction seems very unusual, but what else do you expect me to do? The situation I'm in isn't normal.
It's also obvious that I died, and if not, I'd surely have been killed by now for all the people I murdered in cold blood.
So if I'm in the middle of a crib, it's because I'm a baby, and if I'm a baby, something (or someone) wanted me here, and if that something wanted me here, it's because I have something to give it.
So, whatever it has put me here, obviously I wouldn't believe a shit that it was for friendship or whatever bullshit it would say.
★ "and you do the right thing doing that"
!!!!, SHIT!, WHO'S THERE!?
★ "Hello there, I'm your system assistant, you could call me "System Of Mysteries", I hope we can get together fine."
"Yeah, yeah, and you could call me 'God', as if I would say that.
Stop the bullshit and said me, ¿who are you?, or better yet, ¿where are you?"
★ "I already have answered that, but I could understand why you didn't believe me
You didn't have to believe in me, or even understand me, you only have to understand one thing: I would do the best possible for your survival."
"Yeah, sure, in that case, answer me, where am I? It's clear that this ain't my last life house."
★ "Answering your question, this is the 'Marvel universe' as you know it before, not your old house."
"And what did you want for me? Better you don't dare to say you didn't need anything for me."
★ "I would like you to help me with something, and no, you didn't are special or something, you just were the first one that I found."
"And that would be?"
★ "I was contracted to bring to this universe all the aspects of the universe known as 'Lord Of Mysteries', and I chose you to be my anchor in this universe."
"I see... that's certainly a good motive..., but not something that has logic.
If what you said is true, and you could bring here literal conceptual beings, why would you need my help?"
★ "because you are officially a "native" of this universe, while the things that I planned to bring are "external beings", so if I do it directly, it could trigger a war, something that the person who paid me didn't want"
"And what would I get if I help you?, I could just commit suicide and make you fail your work."
Or so I thought
★ "You don't have to worry about it, the thing that you will get is the status of The Great Creator"
"... I would have to think about it carefully"
Was the only thing that I could answer, after all, the thing that the system offered was just too big
★ "understood, once you have chosen, you could call me, I will answer in an instant."
Was the last thing the system said, and to be true, even at this moment, I don't trust him completely, after all, I only have the things that he said, but not the real truth of this world, so better be ready for the worst rather than being lied to in the face.
And while I was thinking about this and the answer I would give to the system, I started getting hungry. Since I obviously couldn't just go to the kitchen and make dinner for myself, I decided to do what I knew I had to do: cry.
*A baby's crying begins.*
*Footsteps sound outside the door.*
Great, apparently there's someone who took care of me, I can rule out the possibility that I'm abandoned. I just have to see if they are parents, servants, or the manager of an orphanage.
*The door is opened*
Okay... only one woman appeared. Judging by her clothes, we can rule out that she's a maid... and seeing how well-groomed she is, we can rule out that she's an orphanage manager.
So... I officially have a new family.
*Is picked up by the mother*
*Says things in English*
Great, she spoke English from my old world. It can be confirmed that I won't have to learn a new language and could get more easy the weapons for survival.
*Brings him closer to his chest*
Okay... let's get this over with. I have some things to think about.
*Two years later*
It's been two years since I arrived in this world, during which time I've tested what the system said, and if I have to be honest, it did tell the truth.
Not only can I confirm that this is the Marvel universe, but I can even confirm what era it is.
World War II, the time when Hitler created Hydra, and Captain America hadn't been created yet.
That's the bullshit propaganda that appears on the radio, and frankly, I don't give a shit about it.
Not only because I have nothing to do with the war (I'm still a baby), but to be honest, there's no point in even worrying about the future.
Because of my advantage in knowing the story of this universe, and because, in itself, my "father" was a soldier who died on the front lines.
How lucky for me, honestly. Now all that's left is for my "mother" to "mysteriously disappear" in the future, and I'll be able to carry out my plan.
What plan? Simple, conquer the Marvel universe. What else did you expect? I'm paranoid, not stupid. Even I could tell perfectly when I recognize that what's being offered to me is too good to refuse.
Although ... no one rules out that I could also kill the one offering me power... but for that, I'll have to prepare even more.
For now, I just need to understand how what this system offers me actually works, so it's officially time to start this crap.
"system"
★ "You took a long time to call me back, but it's not my problem anyway. Have you thought about it?"
"That's right, I've decided to accept your deal."
★ "It was about time, I thought I'd have to find another user, and frankly, they didn't pay me enough to have to bother with another one, so I would have to quit the job."
"...honestly, I don't think I'll ever get used to your attitude."
★ "It's not my problem, you ain't the one paying me, and even if you were, I wouldn't give a shit about what you think about me"
".... Anyway, what did you need me to do for me to get the power you said?"
★ "Nothing, just accept my request and that's all"
".... That's it??, I just have to say "I accept," and that's all? No contract or nothing?"
★ "Nope, I hate contracts the most, always so 'fake', full of loopholes to not get the original payment
I prefer the verbal promises, at least there's a possibility of understanding with the other person."
"... I see, if that's true, then it will be a pleasure to work with you"
That was the thing I said, but in reality, I was already making plans on how to use him for my own benefit to gain enough power to fight his contractor.
★ "The same could be said"
Pov: General
And just like that, a pact that, if a time traveler discovered, would try to stop it no matter what, was made
They didn't know what would happen in the future, and the future certainly wouldn't like what would happen to him, but in that exact moment, that universe was condemned more than it could think.
After all, what did you hope would happen when a paranoid with a complex of psychosis accepted a deal with a system that didn't like his work?
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Thanks for the help: Ompile_Mokoteli_9368, (A friend mine who wanted his identity secret) for the help with the chapter correction