Midgardian days V End temp

While they ( the Avengers) were at it continued my quest to horde and digest all I could find.

Manga- I had hired major mangakas to force write their stories, for much more money of course.

Anime I was the leading Anime studio, I was making all sorts of Anime.

I had bought a company named Web-novel and was giving away prizes to boost new authors.

WB, DC, Disney I had bought all of that and forced them to make movies, but quality ones only.

As for the cost of the expenses, it was for the most part from Stark and My gold reserves from Asgard.

I was also into the literature of origin Kree, Skrull, and even Nova Empire stories I had read all speedrun.

But now my interest lay not in the fantasies but the real world, or what I thought to be one.

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* I have your attention please bring your ticket which you for no for the problems with passenger thank you.*

/Flashback end/

"Looks like it's time" I stood up to report on platform no... 12.

Beautiful lady all alone sitting behind the counter with no queue to answer.

"Here." I passed my ticket to her, and she eyed me up to down and then looked up her device for some confirmation about my case, after receiving a positive response I was given a new ticket with the destination left blank.

"Fill the destination world or vaguely describe similarities to any omniversal universe." She asked.

"A pen?"

"Here."

[Name- Mimirsen JIM

Destination- Planetos, Universe- GOT (see here for info), Year- 278 AC

Designation- new life new birth, multiversal traveler

Aim- Entertainment of R.O.B. and #40

Sanctioned under- R.O.B.

Talent/Cheat- valerian steel finger (controllable)

Date of departure- Tomorrow]

That seems about right.

The world of Game of Thrones was very helpful in the "task" given to me.

Even if I don't change anything, the bitchy Cercei, the hypocritical yet noble Starks, Targarean overseas, Dornish lemons, and Petyr BAelish are enough to keep my so-called superiors in a good mood, by entertaining them with schemes of their own.

I only have to do the minimal to get desired effects with the things I have in my arsenal.

Why did I not ask for heaven-defying powers from the get-go from this ROB?

Well his attitude was not exactly a welcome one, and what I already had with me was enough, the things I asked were low-level shit that won't replace the Odinforce in me.

I am afraid his blessing me with powers will be in his control, kinda like Odinforce as Thor was stripped out of power with the mere words of my brother Odin. The same conjecture I apply here, and I would choose Odinforce a hundred times over some power given to me by someone I met for 5 minutes.

Death is sometimes a blessing and I don't want to be in a situation where it is a blessing.

As for my powers, why do I specifically choose them, Valerian steel is very expensive in Westeros, and having it on the tip of my fingers effectively makes me the richest man on the planetos, along with spare steel in my arsenal should I pursue any specific goal in mind.

Transmigration, not reincarnation, I mean why would someone want to experience the birth, maybe with incentives where infancy power burst is a thing and if you train some mana core or shit in infancy, you get a head start, but I already am a peak Midgardian, better yet however bad my talent may be in Asgardian magic. to remain stronger than most beings in the world of the Dragons.

Very disastrous its power is.

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Now I have like an hour before I am set to leave for my new world.

I should get ready with my luggage- oh I don't have luggage, just me and my clothes. Platform no. 12 was in sight, with no one ever nearing the foul place. Why is this so dirty? I am repulsed by its presence, but work is work. Have to get over it.

I pinched closed my nose and jumped in the well tearing my ticket one-handedly, like a pro.

Here I am to choose my new appearance if I want to. But who can improve what already is the epitome of outer beauty?

{Pic}

Mind you I am still a minor,