Go Back.... To the Beginning!

In the years following the destruction of Asgard the City, I fully embraced my role in this universe as a dashing rogue wizard. I did more than adopt the heist life, I was reborn in it, molded by it. I replaced bread and butter with planning and execution. I became the universe's greatest gentleman thief, and along the way made many friends who would tell you that we are more than friends. We are family.

Families fight and sometimes drift apart, but whenever I came to them hat in hand and heist in heart, they always said the same thing.

"You sonuvabitch, I'm in!"

Together we heisted everything worth stealing in the universe, and most importantly I allowed myself to be caught, go to jail, serve my sentence and then get released all so that I just got out of jail before doing my one last job, getting the band back together to execute a simple plan that was certain to go off the rails.

Good times.

Of course not everything was a meta journey through the heist genre. Not when I had some Shonen to do. Using the Reality, Space, and Time Stones I created my own Hyperbolic Time Chamber, a place where a guy can experience a hundred years in a single day. A hundred years where every step deeper into the expanse increases the resistance of the space around you, where extreme heat and cold bite you, where every meal is a bio goo designed for maximum gains and performance.

It was a glorious temple of personal growth and perfection, and I hated every real world day I spent in it. I did appreciate the multi fold increase in my might though. Enough to keep returning trip after trip after trip as I mastered not only my body, but folded into it permanently my reinforcement via Eldritch, Chi, and Cosmic Energy.

And finally I used the Reality Stone to make some upgrades to my sensory suite. Viltrumites are remarkably baseline human in that regard, and it wasn't hard to find superior examples throughout the galaxy to study and contribute to my designed perfection, and after extensive human trials I managed to make powerful and rugged bioaguments that could survive outside the influence of the Reality Stone.

As a big plus, my new golden and black eagle-like eyes almost freak people out more than seeing a guy who is seven foot two and built like Hercules' bigger cousin. Of course they also have to look past my best feature.

My incredibly thick, masculine, potent… mustache.

Many creatures have claimed to be the ultimate lifeform, but none are true, for they all lack my mustache, and thus are not perfect. For you are either perfect, or you are not my mustache.

After one last raid on Wakanda to ensure that I'd taken every last sliver of vibranium as their comeuppance for Bast's audacity, I traveled to Kathmandu with Kate and Hela, and used the Time Stone to take us back on a one way trip to thirty seconds before we arrived the first time.

"It's about damn time." I smirked at the younger Mark and Kate as they stepped out of Angstrom Levi's portal to begin this loop anew.

I was taken by how deeply morose Kate was at this point in our lives. She'd gained back so much of her vibrancy during our time in the MCU that I'd almost forgotten what she looked like back when she wanted to check out on life. My musing ended when my younger self mocked me.

"Is that a fucking fanny pack?" He demanded.

"The Bag of Infinite Capacity." I laughed it off, "Hung in the place I will protect with my very life."

"Makes sense." he nodded.

Of course it makes sense ya young ignoramus. I've got everything worth stealing from this universe from Arc Reactors to the All-Black in this fanny pack.

We walked towards each other and fist bumped as we passed.

"Come, Angstrom Levy. I am a man of my word." I told the grotesquely mutated and mutilated man that came with our past selves, "But first…"

I pressed the Mind Stone to Angstrom's bulging forehead, causing the man to spasm until I lifted the stone away and pressed it to my own forehead, transferring a database into my brain of Levi's knowledge of the multiverse stripped of its emotional baggage, an imperfect knowledge of many thousands of earths, all wildly different allowing a wonderful amount of munchkinery to those bold enough to actively take their fate into their own hands.

"Thanks for your knowledge of the Omniverse." I grinned and with a circular motion of my hand opened a sparking portal to Angstrom's Headquarters where he gathered the other Marks for his invasion of the Prime Invincible-verse.

Kate grabbed a dazed and confused Angstrom as she and Hela followed me into the next stage of our adventures.

We entered Angstrom's personal quarters on his borrowed space ship and from my bag I pulled out three melon sized Uru Vibranium nanite colonies, pressing the first into my chest and handing the others to Kate and Hela.

My study into the All-Black and Captain Marvel's powers along with stolen tech from Tony Stark and other sources resulted in the creation of these enchanted nanites. Basically I read comics and always wondered why they never cross powered with all the things they have access to. Superman with an Nth metal power suit and anti-telepathy tech is fucking unstoppable, and that is a state of being I'd like to achieve.

Hell, throw the man some Speed Force. It's only a basic equation away: 3x2(9YZ)4A=?

The magic symbiote nanite colony flowed over me and formed a suit of sleek fully sealed power armor, linking to me and raising my strength by a factor of five while also harmonizing and enhancing my energy absorbing powers gained from the Space Stone. On my helmet they formed a psionic enhancing ring starting at my temples and wrapping around my helmet.

The nanites coated and encased both the Bag of Infinite Capacity and my Bast Skin Coat worn as a cape which I'd enchanted along similar lines to Doctor Strange's, an Artifact capable of inconveniencing Thanos now made of a far superior material and empowered by my technomagic version of the All-Black for lots of extra spice.

Lastly I replaced my belt of Infinity Stones with one containing perfected and enchanted arc reactors, basically infinite mana generators. I'd attached a pair to the cross guard of my sword and to it's rectangular sheathe that hovered just behind my shoulder.

"What do you think my friend?" I asked with some added voice modulation just for fun.

Angstrom had watched the transformation with a mix of awe and envy.

"I think you pulled a fast one on me." he lightly growled.

"Nothing you didn't intend to do to us." I chuckled, "You gathered the worst versions of Mark Greyson you could entice, killers and conquerors to a man, to take your vengeance. The fact that they believe your promises is their problem. I was paid up front, you just didn't expect me to possess an approximate knowledge of many things. That was your mistake, but I will not punish you for it."

Our group walked a corridor and entered Angstrom's mustering space where sixteen dweeby and edgy versions of me waited.

"Oh look, Angstrom hired a bigger blacker Darth Vader." One of my alternates laughed, the one with long hair.

In response I lifted my hand and slowly closed my fingers.

The other alters backed away from him as the man began screaming as my mind exerted my hand's power on his skull in my naturally inclined kinesthetic telekinesis. I made it slow so the other got to hear him wailing for as long as possible while psionic fingers dug into his skull and the brain beneath.

In the end he looked almost as fucked as Angstrom did after his second encounter with Mark Prime.

"Do I have your attention, gentlemen?" I internally chuckled at my choice to set the voice modulation to Kylo Ren right now, but didn't want to spoil the moment for these savages who all looked at me with horror unable to be hidden behind masks and goggles, "Good. In a moment you will all begin the task you were each hired for. If any of you feel the need to go off script, consult your fellow Mark."

"Thank you, my friend." Angstrom lisped and opened a portal to the Prime Invincible-verse, "ATTACK!" he shrieked, "Go! Spread out! Move across the globe -- destroy everything in your path! Make them see Invincible. Make them fear Invincible. MAKE THEM HATE INVINCIBLE! Do this -- fulfill your side of the bargain, and everything you wish for will be yours!"

I sat at a table with Kate and Hela as they left.

"Well… aren't you going?" Angstrom huffed.

I chuckled and pulled out my sword, "Have to give them a bit of a head start."

"Why?" Levy demanded.

I pulled back my helmet so he could see my smile, "My friend, have you ever seen Highlander?"