Marvel Martial Artist

Prologue 


Getting a second chance is something everyone would want to get.


Unless of course, one would want to get transmigrated into some weird fantasy world, alas this was not one of those.


Of course, I wouldn't mind getting some amazing powers and weaving through some disgusting creatures and punching them in the face along the way.


Instead, I got my second chance. By second chance I mean waking up in my own 5-year-old body.


It took me a couple of days to get over such a thing. Thankfully my parents thought that I was copying someone which I saw on television since that's what children of that age start to do, copying people they see on screen.


After getting over my daze, I decided to use this second chance as much as possible, so before I was 6 I already 'knew' how to read and write.


My parents constantly praised me in front of everyone how 'genius' I was.


Which was embarrassing listening to since they didn't know the truth.


But, then when I started to go to my school I learned the truth that it was truly not my original world.


When I was 7, I began attending elementary school halfway into the school year the teacher finally started touching on the subject of human history.


She briefly mentioned World War 2 and… Captain America…


That moment my world turned grey and white.


And despair started to sink in realising what this means to me.


I was transported into the Marvel Universe! Where Aliens, Mutants, Gods, Alien Gods, Vampires and All sorts of psychopaths room the globe… no... the cosmos.


Yet, I possess no powers to oppose such odds!


And, I was not one of those who would just allow someone to come over and save me.


No, that's why when I returned home after school I barricaded myself in my room and tried to get over the sheer shock that I was in such a terrifying place.


It took my parents a couple of days to get me out of this, and they used everything from threats to promises.


In the end, I realised that nothing would change if I were just to sit around and wait.


I will remain a cannon fodder if I don't change something myself.


And so, I did the only thing I could... and that is training.


From the bare bones of Marvel lore, I know that there are an infinite amount of dimensions that represent different energies.


From dimension holding emotions as energies to harbouring demons and devils themselves.


So, if those exist does KI or Lifeforce exist? It should be! if something cringe as Power Cosmic exists it should be around in some form.


At first, it wasn't easy, getting over the habit of laziness was the hardest part.


Multiple times, I just wanted to throw in the towel and do something else.


But, then I would always remember where I was and return to training.


Nonetheless, it was difficult from the simple fact that my body was that of a child, I figured out that meditation should be practised as well, since it's essential or I think it was since I never truly practised it.


Since I couldn't spend much time training muscles I focused on increasing stamina.


This type of training lasted till I was around ten.


It wasn't just that, as I did start training in self-defence too.


And my teachers there noticed my 'talent' too.


So, this allowed me to go all out as they say, for the simple reason that I have the potential to go professional, and it was a good excuse to train as much as I wanted.


Around a year later...IT happened.


After going through borderline insane training, I was able to sense IT…


It was like feeling fire inside one stomach, at first I thought that once again I pulled too much on my muscles but it was not it.


As I was able to move IT, at first it was difficult since I didn't know what it was.


That was until I sent IT to my hand… the hand started to glow in a white flame-like colour around it.


That moment I realised that I had achieved what I wanted.


This is where I started to think about how I did. Shouldn't many other characters have achieved this?


But, that's where I realised that I have worked on this specific thing for YEARS, and since there is an infinite amount of dimensions...


I was thinking about KI or Life Force since I learned that I was in Marvel and that's as close as over 4 years…


Truthfully this milestone was all I needed, as after unlocking it my training regiment… simply exploded, and if before it was called insane… now if someone saw it would think that my place was in a mental hospital.


Nonetheless, I was able to understand how to train my 'inner flame', the concept was simple the flame worked like a campfire and my training worked like wind and firewood making the fire stronger.


At first, the augmentation of strength was minimal, that's until I started incorporating KI in pretty much any action.


That moment I realised that regular training became meaningless as I could do hundreds if not hundreds of thousands of push-ups.


Instead, I started training KI, which includes meditation and manipulation of it through physical action.


Just like when I first started training my body training KI was the same, in the first two months it was hard to use it, hard to get under control.


It was to the point that my parents even found out… yes, it is difficult to hide all the broken cutlery, plates and cups…


Thankfully my powers only have put them to ease, for the simple reason that they realised that I was not insane. Instead, they were proud and I received even more leeway because of the simple fact that they knew how insanely strong I was by their standards.


The training difficulties only lasted for a few months as by the time I was thirteen I could fly, shoot small and simple beams of energy from my fingers and perform feats of superhuman strength.


But this was where I have reached another roadblock…


Training KI felt like cultivation from Chinese novels, as when my power reached a certain plateau it didn't progress further.


So, I tried to train in different styles of martial arts, from Judo, Taekwondo, Kung Fu… 


Nonetheless, I realised that to push myself further… I need more space…


Thankfully… the neighbouring country next to mine is the biggest one in the world and a lot of its lands are wastelands.


~~~~~~Siberia~~~~~~


A ball of energy accelerated into a mountain, upon impact the mountain exploded into thousands of pieces, and rocks were flying in all directions, creating quite a big mushroom cloud.


After testing my current strongest technique, I went through casual moves through different martial arts stances.


Augment with KI, my simple move from my hand created massive ripples through the air.


Sending shockwave through it,  this is where I realized that just to practise I need more space as my simple use of KI would destroy boulders easily.


Once my katas were done, I returned to training my KI and its control.


Meditation became one of my most important aspects of training after unlocking KI as it helped me manipulate my inner fire.


It even helped me in learning how to sense other life forces.


It was one of those moments when I realised how much more energy I possess than others… it was like comparing a lighter to a forest fire.


And this range only increased, at first, I was only able to sense things in my room, then in my house, then in the neighbourhood, city, nation, then continent…


Most importantly I haven't found anyone else in the world who uses this type of energy the same way as I do.


I did sense some people with 'big flames' not as big as mine but they were not under control as mine was.


After going through the basics I finally decided to act on something I was sensing.


'Hmm, interesting…' My eyes opened and my gaze went to my right, I could feel… unique life energy, it was… partially underground… or more like carved into a mountain.


'A bunker perhaps?'


"Well, they shouldn't have sensed my arrival…" I said that while looking at the place where a mountain was before, now that place is a crater.


'According to my senses, it should be several hundred kilometres.'


After thinking about a course of action, I slowly got up on my feet locked my senses onto this location and started to fly there.


Crossing hundreds of kilometres by this point was quite an easy feat for me. So, I was there in less than half an hour.


Once there my gaze went down and I saw a wide entrance to a cave at a mountainside.


Since there is lots of snow I can't make it out if there is a road leading to this place.


The closest city is around a hundred kilometres away.


Yet, I can sense close to a hundred people in this place.


A secret base perhaps?


Instead of doing anything rash, I decided to concentrate on this place, my senses started to scan it in depth.


Each flame of life force at a time.


Eventually, I started to discern differences…


'I see, I do remember how in Dragon Ball the Z fighters could feel when someone is evil or is a good person, it was bordering something akin to empathic powers…'


Now that I figure that out, I can discern the 'evil' ones from 'good' guys.


A grin slowly appeared on my face, evil guy = legal to beat up…


And do I truly care what they are? Not anymore, with my sensory power, I could FEEL people on the other side of the continent.


Meaning if they come looking for me, I will find them faster than they can find me.


So…


I started charging a small ball of energy in my hand.


This move was ripped off from Broly himself, nothing impressive, as stronger techniques require much longer to develop, so far fancy big wave techniques are out of my league from a technical point. 


So, I have to stick with ball techniques for now.


Even so, Instead of turning into a massive ball of energy, I compressed it and kept it slightly bigger than my hand.


Then I threw it toward the cave with a spin.


The white ball accelerated right inside into the cave where it exploded right on the impact with massive steel doors which were inside of the cave.


Or... I believe it was steel, maybe titanium? Or something more fancy. Nonetheless, the explosion was quite controlled showing that the bunker/facility was very solidly built.


Once the smoke settled down I descended and landed just outside of it.


I glanced towards the cave all I saw was darkness, my KI abilities didn't give me any night vision but I did have something better.


And that is I can sense life, and I can sense multiple ones waiting for me just at the end of the cave and beginning of the sacred underground base.


'Wonderful… maybe they will give me some challenge? It has been a long time since I worked up some sweat outside my training!'


With giddy steps, I walked inside of it.


I didn't need to wait long as the sounds of gunshots echoed through the cave.


If I was a normal man then I would already be dead, but by this point channelling KI through my body was a subconscious thing.


And so the bullets flying towards me looked like snails crawling through the air.


It was quite baffling that my survival instincts didn't even react to guns, as humans naturally become jumpy from loud noises or subconsciously know that there is a danger to one's life, a gut feeling of some sort.


Yet, all my body did was channelling KI.


'I guess it shows that I am ready for some casual threats.' With that thought, I moved forward.


While the bullets were like snails to me so I walked casually collecting them one by one from the air.


~~~


"Did...we got him?" One of the Hydra soldiers asked in Russian.


"Think so…. We shoot enough bullets to make someone into a pincushion." Another one said with confidence tainting his voice.


"Umm...guys…" Another one said with slight panic evident in his reaction as he motioned forward.


""Hmm?"" 


The group looked towards where their comrade was motioning, their eyes widened to a massive degree what they saw was a lightly dressed teenager!


The teen's hand was outstretched and clenched into a fist.


Seconds later he opened his hand and bullets started to fall on the ground.


Then they heard him start speaking in a thick Russian accent…


"So cowardly using guns, don't you guys have some muscle? Like a 1 ton hitter? Maybe 2? At least it would make my blood start running." He said in a disappointed and even mocking tone.


What the hell is this punk!?