Chaos erupted as he arrives.

John Hunter was just an ordinary guy, living a comfortable life. At 25 years old, he has his own house after working part time job during his teenage years and at he had worked at a good-paying job while living in a very cheap apartment for 2 years, allowing him save enough money to buy a small but cozy place in the suburbs. It wasn't a mansion, but it was his, and that was enough.

It was a clear night, the kind where the sky stretched endlessly, speckled with countless stars. John sat on his porch, a cold drink in hand, enjoying the peace and quiet after a long day at work doing paperwork. There was something calming about looking at the night sky, letting his mind wander between his favorite comics, anime, and manga.

Then, he saw it.

A streak of light cut across the sky.

"Oh, a shooting star…" he muttered, smirking. He had never been one to believe in wishes, but old habits die hard. "Alright, I wish for something cool to happen in my life."

But then—something was off.

The streak of light didn't keep moving. Instead, it suddenly shifted direction, making a sharp, unnatural turn—directly downward.

John's smirk vanished, replaced by confusion.

"Wait, what?"

Before he could react, the sky lit up, and a thunderous roar filled his ears. His instincts screamed at him to move, but his body wouldn't respond fast enough..as him and the house he worked hard to buy been ingolfed by the shockwave, destroying his house and killing him.

A White Void

When John opened his eyes, everything was… white.

Not just his surroundings everything. A vast, infinite void stretched in every direction, featureless, soundless, empty.

John sat up, his head pounding. "Ugh… What the hell just happened?"

He blinked a few times, try to remember what happened but then he remembered. "Wait… Did I just get hit by a damn meteor?!"

He remembered how he saw a meteor thought it was a shooting star but instantly come down very fast, which is impossible because he learns science from high school.

Before he could process anything else, a man or something resembling one stepped forward from the void.

He looked… normal. No Just an older man in a black suit with graying hair and a calm expression.

John stared at him. "Who the hell are you?"

The man gave a small smile. "I am the God of Reincarnation John hunter."

John narrowed his eyes. "Reincarnation? Hold on are you telling me im in one of those scenarios where people died and a divind being takes them to another world?!"

The god nodded. "Yes. Because the meteor itself was not natural."

This caught john attention and wanted to know why the meteor acted like that. "Explain."

The god sighed. "That meteor changing its path and killing you was the result of two reincarnators from different realities clashing at full power in the battle realm that was close to your world. Their battle tore open a dimensional rift, shifting the trajectory of celestial bodies including the meteor that struck you."

John stared at him, stunned. "So, let me get this straight. Two super overpowered people fought so hard they accidentally rerouted a space rock to my house?!"

"Essentially, yes."

"How!?"

The god sighed and he explains further.

"You see, I am not the only god overseeing reincarnation. Others like me exist, and sometimes, we enjoy a bit of competition."

John stared. "Competition?"

The god nodded. "Every now and then, we select the strongest reincarnator from our own domains and pit them against each other to see who wins."

John's eyes widened. "Wait, you're telling me this entire mess happened because some gods decided to host a multiversal battle royale?"

The god chuckled. "In simpler terms son, yes."

John groaned. "And let me guess the two guys fighting were broken beyond belief?"

The god smirked. "Yes because this all started when 2 gods of reincarnations kept arguing who is stronger Superman or Goku, so they use their own strongest reincarnators who are reborn as them to see who will win."

"....."

John's brain short-circuited for a second.

Superman and Goku.

Two of the most overpowered characters in fiction duking it out at full power.

John clenched his fists, his frustration boiling over. "You've got to be kidding me. I died because of a goddamn fan debate?!"

The God of Reincarnation raised an eyebrow. "I wouldn't put it in such crude terms, but—"

"No, no, let me get this fucking straight." John cut him off, rubbing his temples. "Two reincarnators, who aren't even the real Superman and Goku, got chosen to prove which gods favorite character is stronger , and in the process, they created a rift in reality, which just so happened to reroute a meteor straight into me and my damn house?!"

The god nodded. "That is correct."

John let out a hollow laugh. "Unbelievable. You know what makes this even dumber? Those two reincarnators aren't actually them they're just some random fucking people lucky enough to get their powers! What's the point of this fight? It proves absolutely nothing because thats just people having powers of them!"

The god gave a small shrug. "It is simply entertainment for us. A way to measure the strengths of our chosen champions and mostly others like me want to know who can win in a fight if their reincarnators are reborn as our favorite characters."

John groaned. "Oh, so now it's a godly dick-measuring contest? That's even worse!" He threw his hands up. "I swear, every time I see toxic people argue about Goku vs. Superman or any other vs battles online, it's already the dumbest debate ever. Now I find out actual deities are doing the same thing except with real consequences?! That's beyond stupid!"

The god let out a small chuckle. "It is rare for mortals to gain insight into the divine perspective."

John scowled. "Yeah? Well, your 'divine perspective' just turned me into cosmic collateral damage. Thanks for that." He exhaled sharply, trying to calm down. "So what? Is that it? Do I just cease to exist because two omnipotent fanboys got carried away?"

The god shook his head. "No. As I said, you were caught in the aftermath, and as compensation, I am granting you a second chance in life, im sending you to one of your favorite comic book series the marvel universe with four wishes of your choosing."

John rolled his eyes. "Right, because that totally makes up for getting erased by a random space rock." He crossed his arms, staring down the god. "Fine. But you better believe I'm making the most of this."

After having alot time and thinking hard about his 4 wishes he finally decided.

"Alright," John said, cracking his knuckles. "First wish. I want the full power and biology of Z Broly from Dragon Ball Z movies at his peak."

The god tilted his head slightly. "Interesting choice. But tell me, why Z Broly? Why not Super Broly from Dragon Ball Super?"

John expected this question.

"Because Z Broly is built different. Sure Super Broly may have higher potential, but the problem is that his power makes him lose control fast and i don't want that."

He leaned forward. "Z Broly, on the other hand? His power is literally keeps growing overtime . He didn't even train and all he did was destroy planets, His rage fuels endless growth, and every second he fights, his strength skyrockets. He was overwhelming Super Saiyan Goku, future trunks, piccolo and Gohan in their full power but the z fighters got destroyed in minutes and unlike super Broly, z broly was in control.

The reason why he lost in 2 movies is because of the bullshit plot armor toei gave the main casts. I will train and ascend to new heights through z broly power. possibly combine his powers of great ape and Legendary Super Saiyan to get myself a legendary super saiyan 4 power up.

I know that broly is overwhelming but I have a solution for that after telling you my 2 other wishes."

The god chuckled. "Very well, your first wish is granted. You shall awaken with the full power and growth of Z Broly at his peak."

John exhaled sharply. Step one, complete. Now, onto step two.

"For my second wish," he continued, "I want Adam's Divine Reflection from Record of Ragnarok."

The god's eyes widened a little. "Ah… Now that is interesting. You seek the power to copy and perfect any technique or attack simply by seeing it?"

John nodded. "Exactly. Adam used it to copy Zeus's ultimate attacks instantly, and his version was slightly more refined. It lets me keep up with or even surpass opponents who are stronger or faster than me."

The god's fingers tapped against his arm. "Are you aware of the potential weaknesses?"

John smirked. "You mean the part that I will over use Divine Reflection that can cause blindness, I already have something that can fix it and make those copy techniques stronger."

The god did a approving nod. "Okay, Divine Reflection is yours."

John clenched his fist in excitement. Now, onto the third piece of his build.

"For my third wish, I want Ultimate Kars powers from JoJo's Bizarre Adventure."

The god narrowed his optics. "The Pillar Man who achieved perfect evolution? Why him?"

John grinned. "Because He's immortal, he adapts to almost anything, and he can use any ability of life just by understanding it. When Joseph tried to use Hamon overdrive against him, Kars instantly use the same Hamon overdrive and it was 100 times stronger in which he masterd for only seconds by seeing it once. Imagine that combined with Divine Reflection. If someone attacks me with an ability I've never seen before, I can copy it instantly with Adam's power. But if i overused it, ultimate Kars regenaration lets me negate that limit and possibly have and become alot stronger.

Not only that I can exploit zenkais with my Legendary saiyan like biology to make me stronger if my enemies put me in a brink of death by having ultimate kars regenaration."

The god speak. "You are constructing quite the monstrosity, mortal. You will be a nightmare to your enemies."

John grinned. "That's the plan."

The god nodded. "Your third wish is granted. You now possess powers of Ultimate Kars."

John exhaled, his heart pounding. This was it the last wish. The one that would hold everything together against powerful foes.

"For my fourth and final wish," he said, "I want an indestructible armor and sword to be bound by my soul so noone can use it, only me. But not just any armor and sword, i want them to have the ability to absorb the overflowing energy. That way, instead of just wasting all that power by releasing it how z broly did, it gets stored and increased magic resistance and possible to gain reality manipulation resistance."

It wasn't a joke, cosmic entities, reality warpers, magic users half of them can rewrite existence on a whim or seal him in a different dimension.

"Hhmm, I got something in mind."

The god gestured, and suddenly, an image of a cosmos appeared before John's eyes as universe in its final moments, getting consumed in a bright light.

"The armor you desire will be forged from the remnants of future trunks universe 7 that was erased by zeno that carry the traces of 3 powerful people energy.

Future Moro doesn't seem much but his mastery of magic and draining energy is perfect for ghe armor functions to absorb your legendary ssj overflowing power.

Merged zamasu godly essence, posses the necessary requirements. Like Telekinesis magic materialization, healing and kai kai.

As for future zeno though not a fighter his erasure energy could be a perfect blueprint to give you resistance against erasure.

However that doesn't mean that you can take on like the beyonders, living tribual and the one above all because im using remnants for the armor, so that means if you want it to be unaffected by those entities abilities. You will need to keep giving it energy to slowy upgrade itself and eventually challenge marvel entity's power."

This makes John smile as it really is helpful to survive characters with hax abilities.

Then the god of reincarnation waves his hand and everything changed around him. Now he sees 2 titanic orbs of universe slowly merged together and the god explained.

"This is the world of Heaven Ascension DIOa timeline where DIO obtained the ultimate Stand power, transcending reality itself and reshaping it to his will. But when Jotaro Kujo finally struck him down, the reality under his control was doomed to collapse. Rather than allowing it to fade into oblivion, I claimed the remnants of that reality, preserving the essence of its divine power."

John narrowed his eyes. "And you're using those remnants to forge my blade?"

The god nodded.

"The power embedded in this shattered world allows your sword to wield abilities akin to Heaven Ascension DIO's. In your hands, it will be more than a mere weapon—it will be a force capable of altering reality, cutting through other reality warpers except the beyonders, molecule man, living tribunal and the one above all."

The revelation was staggering, but the god continued.

"And then, there is the other half of your weapon's essence. It comes from an alternate doomed version of Record of Ragnarok a reality where there's an actual war between gods and humanity reached its inevitable, catastrophic conclusion. The mightiest gods and warriors clashed in their final battle, destroying each other. When the world fell, all that remained were the scattered echoes of their power—shards of divine and mortal weapons, remnants of Valkyrie-forged arms, and the lingering essence of those who fought until the end."

John exhaled slowly, he is trying to process .

A sword forged from two ruined realities to create a sword that is imbued with the power to rewrite reality similar to heaven Ascension Dio, the other carrying the strength of gods and humanity's greatest warriors to able to cut or kill gods in the marvel universe.

He turned to the god, his voice firm. "Before you send me off, I want a new name. Something fitting. If I'm stepping into a new existence, I refuse to carry my old one."

The god of reincarnation smirked, amused by his request. "You desire a name worthy of your power?"

John nodded. "Yes. And it must reflect what I am now he three great forces that now define me and the armor and sword crafted by fallen realities bounded to my soul."

"Then rise, Aeternus Vortigern—the Eternal Conqueror. The Black armored conqueror walks between the end and the beginning. A ruler of annihilation and rebirth, forged from the remnants of dying realities. The one who stands where even gods fall."

The name resonated within him. It was ancient, powerful worthy of the legend he was about to carve.

A smirk crossed his face. "Aeternus Vortigern, huh? I like it."

The god of reincarnation grinned. "Then go forth, Black King. Your new life awaits"

John Hunter faded from the white void, and now his new life began with a new name.

As John Hunter was being transported to the Marvel Universe, he could feel it, a storm of power surging within him.

The rage and bloodlust of Z Broly saiyan biology and power burned through his veins, an uncontrollable energy threatening to destroy everything in its path. Yet, in contrast, the unwavering will of Adam's Divine Reflection settled in his soul an instinct not just to fight, but to protect and endure.

Now mix that of Ultimate Kars, was something beyond human. He could feel life itself, every cell shifting, adapting, evolving endlessly into perfection.

And then, there was the armor forged from the remains of future universe 7 erased by future zeno, wrapping around him like an eternal force, neither truly alive nor dead as he can feel the traces of future Moro magic, merged zamasu godly essence, and traces of future zeno erasure energy radiating through the armor.

Then his sword Forged by the remnants of 2 universe that can slay Gods and rewrite reality itself is in his grasp.

Both of those weapons are now bounded to his very soul as he travels to the marvel universe.

....

(New York city)

It started as a normal day in New York City. People rushed through the streets, taxis honked, and nothing is going on at a moment.

"One ice cream please." Says a little girl no older than six as the person serves her one scoop of chocolate.

A little girl beamed as she held a freshly bought ice cream cone. The summer heat barely had time to touch it before.

*SPLAT!*

it liquefied in an instant, dripping through her fingers like water. Confused, she pouted, but then she heard people screaming in terror.

Everywhere, food shriveled, bread hardened, fruits blackened and rotted within seconds. People screamed as their drinks evaporated before they could take a sip. Flowers withered, their petals turning to dust before they even hit the ground.

And then—the sky broke.

Time itself lurched. The sun shot across the heavens in a blinding streak, and within seconds, it was swallowed by darkness. Then came the moon—then the sun again. Faster. Faster. A blur of celestial fire and silver light streaking across the sky, casting an eerie strobe effect over the entire Earth.

Day. Night. Day. Night.Day. Night. Day. Night.

Day. Night. Day. Night.

The people of New York, no the entire world were caught in a storm of time's acceleration, their shadows stretching and shrinking within heartbeats. Streetlights flickered on and off in a violent, unnatural rhythm. Digital clocks glitched, their numbers spinning uncontrollably.

The sun raced across the heavens, swallowed by night, then jerked back to daylight in mere seconds. Over and over again. The Earth itself seemed to strobe, as if caught in a flickering nightmare.

In Tokyo, neon lights blurred as the sun and moon cycled at impossible speed, casting skyscrapers in violent flashes of gold and silver. People stumbled, their balance thrown off, and those who looked up at the sky saw a streak of fire cutting through the atmosphere, heading straight for Earth.

"What is going on, is this even possible?"

"I'm freezing over here."

"Did the weather changed?"

In London, Big Ben's hands spun out of control, the ancient clockwork groaning under the unnatural strain. The River Thames churned as the gravitational shift caused the water to ripple unnaturally.

In Moscow, people screamed as buildings creaked under the shifting physics, their very foundations trembling. The Red Square became a scene of chaos, with military police struggling to keep order as terrified citizens fled.

Everywhere from the slums of Mumbai to the deserts of Egypt, from the bustling streets of São Paulo to the frozen tundras of Antarctica people saw the impossible.

Zero gravity

Panic gripped the world as people clung to whatever they could, gravity itself betraying them. Cars lifted from the ground, loose papers and debris twirled in the air, and then they began to float.

Children cried as they were lifted from the sidewalks, desperate hands grabbing for them. People held onto lamp posts, benches anything to keep from drifting into the sky.

A man screamed as he lost his grip, flailing mid-air.

In the Bugle newsroom, J. Jonah Jameson clung onto his desk, microphone in hand, barking at his staff. "WHAT IN THE NAME OF GOD IS HAPPENING OUT THERE? PARKER! IF YOU'RE NOT TAKING PICTURES OF THIS, YOU'RE FIRED!"

High above the Earth, satellites spun wildly, their systems failing to keep up with the distortion of time and gravity. The International Space Station crew watched in stunned horror as the Earth flickered between day and night like a glitching simulation.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" a businessman shouted as he floated past his own office building.

"IS THIS THE END OF THE WORLD?!" another screamed the top of his lungs.

"Mummy, Daddy I'm scared."

A young boy clinging to his parents tight, scared and don't what is going on as his parents hold on to him.

In the avengers tower Tony stark in his iron man suit activated his gravitational boots to stop floating.

"Jarvis, what the hell is going on?"

"Sir, time is accelerating fast, Earth gravity reached zero."

"Give me contact to the avengers and everyone to help and find out who or what is causing this."

The Kingpin, gripping on for dear life, watched as the city descended into utter hysteria. The powerful crime lord, a man who had faced Spider-Man and Daredevil without flinching, felt a cold sweat drip down his temple.

In the streets of New York, chaos consumed everything.

Cars floated into the air, then slammed back down as gravity shifted erratically. alarms blaring uselessly in the madness. Parents screamed for their children, yanking them not trying to get hurt from all the chaos it's happening as they start to cry.

And then—

A BOOM.

A sound like the hammer of creation striking the Earth itself.

The world froze.

The flickering sun stopped.

The gravity returned.

The those who had been weightless, those who had been thrown into the air, those who had been running, collapsed to the ground, gasping, panting, crying in sheer terror.

And at the center of it all…

Aeternus Vortigern had arrived.

Towering at three meters, his form radiated an aura of dominion, the air itself crackling with the lingering remnants of broken time. His blac armor pulsed with an eerie, divine red glow, inscribed with symbols of lost gods and dead civilizations.

A colossal blade, forged from the remnants of doomed worlds, rested against his gauntlet, its edges shimmering with the power of ruined heavens.

Slowly, he turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the shattered city. The people trembled in his presence. Some cowered, others stared in mute horror, but none dared to speak.

He exhaled slowly, letting his deep, ominous voice roll through the eerie silence.

"You."

He turned to the nearest civilian, a young man still shaking in fear. The man flinched but managed to hold his ground.

"What year is this?"

The man swallowed hard before stammering out an answer.

"It's… it's 2015."

The end.

[Author note: Hello everyone, I was wondering if all of you like this first chapter I made. Leave a comment and I will try my best to write more chapters.

I had fun writing this chapter.]