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A Pervert's Dream (DISCONTINUED Until REWRITE)

Brian is a simple guy. When he dies and gets reincarnated...he suddenly finds himself with options. He could do... anything and be anyone. Pursue greatness rather than being contented with what society offered him. So he latches on to what was his most unattainable desire from before. To bang the Black Widow. Make her shout his name in euphoria and a plethora of other Perverted things. But to get there he needs to be strong enough. Let's start the Grind.

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The Choice and A Meeting Of Old Acquaintances.

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(Brian's P.O.V)

(Do it)

I gave the order to the Interface. I had left Dragonball and was now in an alternate timeline of Friends, way back in the past. I had jumped through many worlds to get here, trying to stop someone from following me. Less chances of disruption that way.

Then I had used the wishing bead's energy to place a seal around the uninhabited planet I was in. The planet was in a star system with a blue sun in a galaxy far far away from the Milky Way. It didn't have any life due to being so young. Which was understandable given that I was 4 billion years into the past. 

All these countermeasures were because of the gut feeling I got. That the process about to happen was delicate. I couldn't afford a wrench in my plans. Not now. 

Light started pouring off me in waves and my Ki began to pulse rhythmically. I gasped as I felt something leave my body. A brightly shining core that was golden in color.  The manifestation of my powers. I reached out a hand and grasped it. 

The core lost its golden glow as shades of white started running around it. The core turned completely white and then melted in my hands. The white fluid resulting from the core's change ran up my body, coating my hand as it spread to the rest of my limbs and torso until finally even my head was covered.

I found myself in darkness. Before me, a blue screen blinked into existence. The Interface.

[You have arrived at the threshold into infinity. My records indicate that this process has never been done before in any of the dimensions and worlds we have been in. Hence you're journeying into the unknown. Before you lies a choice.]

 1) Continue the process and end up as the first human God. My scans indicate that this comes with:

The ability to accept faith energy from all the humans in a given world.

The ability to acquire a domain highly suited for you.

The ability to make your own pantheon of gods.

You will change into a divine spirit, hence your physical body will be traded for a higher form. That of an energy being.

You will instantly become a Sky Father.

2) Stop the process. Allow the clones to complete their missions. Use the Wishing bead in conjunction with the Joining, to complete the evolution.

My scans indicate one thing - #@"'($*;(?)

I was stumped. 'What should I pick? should I go the clear route and pick the first option? Or should I go for the less obvious one? One I had no idea where it would lead me to. The first option was clearly the safe one. It was what I would have picked. Making Peter and MJ gods would be great. Natasha would be in the Pantheon of course. Aunt May and Uncle Ben…I don't think they would agree.

But… That last bit about turning my whole body into an energy form was the deal breaker. I loved my body. Even if there still existed a chance to remake my body, it didn't appeal that much to me. 

Plus, when have I ever been known to take the safer option? 

( What happens if I pick the second option?)

I asked the Interface. The answer came quickly.

[Your mortal ki has already been changed to Divine Ki. All that would happen is an increase in your power level due to the higher quality of your divine energy. All the other listed benefits would be lost.]

I closed my eyes and sighed. This would be forgoing the quick profit for long term greater benefits. I picked the second choice. The Interface displayed another screen. I read through it and saw the new changes.

Power Level: 5,000,000,000,000,000. ( 5 quadrillion).- Your Ki and body have both broken past the limit of mortal beings. 

Psionic Skills: Echo.

                          True Reveal.

                          Divine Telekinesis- 500 tons.

                          Divine Telepathy- 100 miles.

                          Inventory.

Special skills:  Danger Sense.

                          Zenkai.

                          Extremis.

                          Super Fast Growth.

Enhanced Adaptation.

Ki Skills:           Superman set.

                          Ki constructs.

                          Dimensional Jump.

                          Multiform.

                          Kaioken. - A skill to increase your Ki, strength, speed, senses and durability. Currently the enhancement is at ×110 increase in all parameters.

* The Skill is now usable.

Inventory:         Pure Wish Energy Bead.

                           Valiant Costume. 

My base strength was the same as Goku's Super Saiyan God power level. But with Kaioken now being usable.  My new power level plus Kaioken would be at a whooping 550 quadrillion.

Given that Super Saiyan Goku was an elevated form of Base Goku with the multiplier being 50x, then it would stand to reason that Super Saiyan blue Goku which is normal Saiyan God Goku at 5 quadrillion, going Super Saiyan would be…250 Quadrillion.

In his strongest form I had him beat. However, Goku could use Kaioken in Super Saiyan Blue. Which meant that at Kaioken x 20, he had me beat. His power would be in the Quintillions.

'This is crazy! When did I start caring about power levels again? Oh yeah… it's when I found out that your power level determined how strong you are', I answered myself sarcastically. I was a little frustrated that in less than a year, Goku would once again surpass my power. 

I can't let that happen. While I wait for my clones to finish up on their end, I need to do something else to not only gain more experience but also acquire more strength. It never ends does it? Always power, power and more power. But soon…soon it would all work out. 

I was tired of the training montages though, so I wanted something else. 'Come to think of it, I haven't had a fight in quite sometime. Who's available to beat up? I could join the Tournament of power and help destroy the other contestants but the problem with that is Goku and Vegeta. They would be going after the strong ones too. 

I didn't want disruptions. Just a clean fight with cool explosion scenes and I need to bleed. I'm not a masochist by any means though. What I mean is that I need to feel it. The blood pumping through my veins as I punched and was punched back. The thrill of a real fight!

Oh. I just had an idea. Broly…here I come.

I jumped from Friends to Dragonball Super before the fight between Goku, Vegeta and Broly. Halfway through the transition, I felt someone hijack the transfer. Fortunately, my power was nothing to scoff at now so their efforts remained futile. 

I got curious and decided to follow the connection. My surroundings changed as I appeared in the middle of space, stars shining all around me, looking into two familiar white eyes. The shock on the Watcher's face was palpable.

"You… you're…a god?"

I smirked. 

"Didn't see that coming did you?" The Watcher didn't answer, still shocked.

"It's been a long time Uatu."

He cleared his throat, finally regaining his composure.

"Yes. I suppose it has. Things have turned dire. I need your help."

I frowned.

"So it still played out exactly as I thought it would. Even after informing you beforehand."

Uatu sighed.

"My stance has never changed. I had…hoped that things would turn out differently from the grim picture you painted."

I laughed.

"That doesn't surprise me at all. Okay, so what seems to be the issue?"

"Ultron is going to move on to the next universes soon. He is cleansing his universe as we speak."

"Then shouldn't we mobilize and attack him now?"

Uatu shook his head.

"No that has… unforeseen circumstances."

My eyebrows rose up.

"What do you mean?"

"The Celestials deem his actions as a… starting over phase for that universe. We will face opposition from them if we try to confront him now."

I felt a headache coming. My fingers pinched my nose.

"Are you serious? Celestials? Fuck. Ok then, What is the plan?"

"I'll call on you and the others when the time is right." 

A weird look crossed my face.

"The others?"

"Yes."

I cleared my throat. Should I ask him about her…no, there's no need.

"Ok Watcher. Contact me when you need my help. I promised to repay the favor that you did for me and I am a man of my word."

He nodded as I jumped out of the Marvel Multiverse Cluster. I felt another pull. This one darker and more sinister. I could easily break it but instead I allowed it to transfer me to it's origin. I opened my eyes and came face to face with the menacing visage of Dormammu.

"We meet again, Brian Parker."

His voice was deeper like usual, is that a caveat for all villains? That they have to sound like a movie trailer narrator from the 90's? I ignored him and looked around, Calmly walking to anything interesting I could see.

"Where are the funny quips, the jokes and the trickery? Has the severity of your situation finally caught up with you?"

The Realm lord was oozing confidence, thinking that he had won.

An amused smile appeared on my face as I walked around.

"Don't mind me. I'm just taking a look at my future home. I gotta say, the decor? It just doesn't do it for me. First thing I'll change."

I snapped a finger at the confused Realm Lord.

"Say Dormy, what is the size of this whole thing?"

Dormammu's face turned ugly as rage poured off him in smoky waves. The whole realm shook with his anger. 

" YOU DARE!!!"

Earthen spikes shot from the ground to make pin cushion out of me. They unceremoniously crumbled at the slightest contact with my clothes.

"DIE, FILTH!!"

A purple beam of destruction, powered by the realm blasted out from Dormammu's mouth. The beam burned through everything before it reached my position. I called upon my own divine power and a white beam of divine Ki shot off my body to meet Dormammu's attack. 

There was a contest as each energy sought to outdo each other. Unfortunately, I started getting pushed back. My feet dug grooves through the blackened soil of the miniature planet I was in.

"Fuck this."

I powered up fully to 5 quadrillion. 

My hands lifted and I pushed. The white started overwhelming the purple energy. 

"How…how is this possible! This power… you're a god!"

Quicker than before, my attack shot forward. I had seen a chance and taken it before Dormammu could recover from his surprise. 

"Enough!"

The Realm Lord bellowed out and my attack was nullified. My divine Ki was forcefully expunged out of the dimension. I couldn't feel the attack anymore.

"Just Because you acquired divinity like those pesky gods, does not mean you can defeat me inside my own realm. The Nerve!"

I thought about going Kaioken on his ass but decided against it. Our clash showed that I still had further to go. It didn't dishearten me though. Infact, I was happy to know I hadn't reached the end. Along the way I had gotten addicted to the constant feeling of improvement. 

"…and now you shall face the full wrath of Dormammu."

I looked up. Why hadn't he attacked yet?

"Oh, you were still talking? Sorry I ignored you the second you begun flapping your lips."

My words had the intended effect on the Dreadlord. Yet he still didn't attack. Realization dawned on me.

"Well Dormy, seems like we're at an impasse. I can't claim your realm as mine just yet and you can't attack me, can you? You're afraid that although I can't hurt you…your realm wouldn't survive our battle." His face locked up in an unreadable expression.

A little bit of my divine energy dripped like snowflakes to the ground. I had a sizzle as the blackened soil was getting tainted with pure light energy. 

"And that's because… I'm basically your opposite. Not me, personally but against anything attuned to divine energy… you're weaker."

"You know nothing of what you're saying. I have fought gods and prevailed. Destroyed Pantheons and mystical beings the likes of which you have never seen before. In comparison, you're nothing."

He waved off my words with his statement. Looking proud of his achievements. I slowly started pacing before him.

"That's true." I admitted. "But, I doubt you have ever come across a divine being with as much energy reserves as me." I couldn't quite read his expression but his eyes told me I had hit the nail on the head. "And that's what you're worried about most."

He kept silent. However from the slight shaking of the realm, my words were definitely having an effect on him. I smiled.

"I want you to know this. You've kept me away from my family for so long and I'm a vindictive man, Dormammu. The next time I see you…" The smile slid off my face.

"I'm going to destroy you."

The Dreadlord roared in anger as I jumped back into Dragonball, meaning every single word of what I had said.

This time, I appeared in the world of the Kais. The recent developments had shown me, I wasn't really ready for all the enemies I would be facing. If I couldn't hurt Dormammu, then Ultron with the Infinity stones would be a slight challenge. Unfortunately for him, I like stacking all the odds in my favor. 

The old Supreme Kai was going to give me that last edge to dominate the android with the magical stones.

I was here to ask him to unlock my potential. 

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Aden Strong: Avatar In DC (EXCERPT)

Chapter 1 Aden Strong.

(Aden's P.O.V)

The thing with shock is that it leaves you mute, reaction wise. You're hit with this intense focus on… nothing. Instead of your brain not computing, it computes everything till the end result is nothing. 

"My name is Aden Strong and I am not crazy. My name is Aden Strong and I am not crazy. My name is Aden Strong and I…"

"Duck!"

A body tackled me out of the way of an attack that left the wooden crates behind me a mess of wrecked goods. Is that a cabbage? Who puts a cabbage…the cabbage was stepped on by a scaly foot and a packet with a white substance spilled out. Cocaine. Oh.

I felt something roughly pull me up and throw me behind it. 

"Get out of here, you idiot! Run!"

The young boy who said that was dressed in a very familiar outfit, red, green, black and yellow.

"Robin?"

I muttered.

"Yes. I don't have the time to sign you an autograph and that will probably never happen if you get yourself killed."

Full clarity finally hit me like an 18 wheeler.

"Oh God that's Killer croc!"

I scrambled back in fear as The Batman ducked a hasty haymaker that broke through the concrete pillar of the warehouse we were in and in a swift action planted a device on Croc's chest. 

Batman then flipped over him. There was an explosion and Croc was launched off right into a kick on the small of the back from the Dark Knight. I had the time to gawk at the expert display in gymnastics before going right back to panicking when…

"Gah. Stay still you little shit!"

A hail of bullets escaped the firearms of a few generic thugs hiding behind a black SUV. I counted 4 with three more unconscious right next to them.

I crouched right behind an empty container and closed my ears. I had never heard gun shots before. What.The.Fuck.Is.Happening!

There was a loud snarl and growl and I saw Croc's body sail over my head to grasp at the rafters of the warehouse. Another loud sound was the clang on the container itself as Batman jumped off it and shot a line. A swing later and he followed Killer Croc outside the building. 

I scampered up and ran off towards the entrance to the building. And immediately shouted in fright when a bullet hit the ground right Infront of me. My shirt was grabbed from behind and I flailed in fear before my back hit the container I had been hiding behind of before.

"You're seriously still here? You must have a death wish!"

There was a continuous spray of bullets that hit the container.

"Stop stop, you fools. Don't finish your mags before we get the Boy Wonder!"

The same guy with the gun who had talked earlier said.

"Stay here and don't move. I have a few suckers to educate on why guns in foolish hands is wrong."

Robin told me with a small upturn on his lips. 

I nodded dumbly and he patted my shoulder before throwing a few birdarangs on the only source of light in the warehouse. The light bulbs shattered and the whole building was plunged into darkness, the only source of light being the moon shining through the hole made by Killer Croc while escaping Batman. Smart guy.

I glanced around trying to widen my eyes and see. Robin had disappeared and a few seconds later the sound of birdarangs cutting through the air, shouts of people cursing out and bodies hitting the ground and more gunshots ringing out was all I could hear. A few more bodies hit the ground until I saw a lone man running towards the entrance of the warehouse. 

I looked back and saw nothing but darkness. Logic dictates that you stay with the good guys, Aden. Robin is terrifying but he's nut going to hurt you like he did those men. Please don't…

I ignored my own advice and found myself running desperately towards the entrance door, right before the guy Infront of me fell down from a birdarang hitting his trouser on the side, and then digging into the concrete, effectively taking him down. 

What level of skill did it take for someone to do something like that? Nah nah I'm out. I increased my running speed much to the shouts of my savior.

"Wait. Don't. The Penguin…"

I didn't listen and just ran, the road to my salvation was so near and then -- I rushed through it to freedom. 

Only to step right infront of almost a dozen guns. Pointed. Straight. At. Me. 

My hands came up quicker than my brain could register. 

" Don't shoot! Don't shoot!"

A guy stepped forward and stared at me. He was dressed in a fancy suit with a pistol in hand.

"You're not Bats or his little side-kick. Who the fuck are you?"

"My huh…name is Aden Strong sir. And…and I don't know how I got here. I was watching a movie in my apartment and then the next thing I know, I'm in a warehouse dodging bullets and watching a showdown between Killer Croc and the frickin Batman."

There was a brief silence as he nodded, holstered the gun on his hip and lit up a cigarette. 

The smoke twisted in the air slowly, while he took in a slow but long drag. 

"I believe you."

A couple of tears escaped my eyes as the feeling of relief overwhelmed me. 

"But I still can't let you go. Sorry kid, Penguin wants everything happening here to be hush hush."

Quicker than my eyes could see the gun was back in his hand and I didn't hear the blast but more like felt it. A cold feeling spread through my chest as I spared an incredulous look at the growing spot of red soaking my blue, Ghostbusters t shirt in blood. 

Something warm rose up uncontrollably through my throat and I knelt as my vision got hazy. The last thing I saw wasn't my murderer, nor was it Robin or Batman. It was a pulsing white light, beating like a heart, everything having faded from my sight.

I reached out with my hand, it was so beautiful. I wish I could hold it.

                 

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