1 Prologue

Miriam opened her eyes with a start, her left hand suddenly clutching her stomach, expecting to be agonized by crippling pain only for her to realize it was gone. She could also not see the African Buffalo she had just been poaching in front of her. According to her logic, she should have been stabbed by one of its horn right into her abdomen and flung away like a ragdoll. This was all because her spotter was an amateur and an idiot. He couldn't tell whether it was a heart shot or a lung shot! But, this was of no concern at the he moment because she realized a terrifying fact, she was currently in a place where everything was darkness.

"Quite the blow you took, huh?" a dark, menancing voice said from behind her. She sprang to her feet, taking a boxing stance as soon as she got her balance. There stood the tallest man she had ever seen, his full body covered with a cape of darkness, messy hair strewn on his face but she could see two blood red eyes staring right at her. The aura around him was stiffling and would make one barely able to breath!

"Who..."

"I am who I want to be. I can be a man, I can be a woman, I can be an animal, I can be the air. Let's not waste time on that and get to the point. The reason of you been here is because your soul was the last to fill a quota. What quota it is should not concern you to the least, it's not harmful to you at all. Now, you get three wishes, as tradition and no say to where you will end up in for reincarnation or transmigration," the man said.

Miriam was too shocked to say anything. She had seen the Isekai animes and she was a fun for a while before they became boring. An mc gets to another world, gets a slave girl whom he grinds the waifu meter till its full. It's been a while since she watched the genre. Her favorite anime is probably One Punch Man because Saitama is just a chill guy and Attack On Titan because Eren is what she would be if she went to that kind of world. Every Titan is a goal! But, she had to be realistic here. She cannot be all brawn and no brains or all brains and no brawn. These three wishes might very well be the game changer she needed.

Hunting had been what she had grown up doing ever since she was eight. Her parents would take her and her two siblings out hunting every summer and each time was more fun than the last one. When she became twenty one, she got her hunting license and started hunting for game. It slowly became a means to pay the bills and hunting became lost to her due to capitalism. Now, she had the chance to go back to the roots and enjoy that adrenaline rush she would feel each time she went to a hunt. And she knew the perfect race for this.

"My first wish is to become a youtja, the most powerful youtja to have ever lived in the fiction," she said. The man nodded so she took that as cue to get her next wish. Now, with brawn taken care of, she had to increase her brain power. She couldn't predict where she would end up in so she had to get an extraordinary brain power.

People like Asmuth, Reed Richards, Metron or even Lex Luther came into mind. But, she realized something, they did not come close to truly becoming that powerful. However, one name got into her mind, Rick Sanchez. This man separated all the universes in which he was the smartest man and created a wall around them to prevent any one from messing with his timeline. His IQ is so great that he was making plans on killing Christian God! He made clones, as smart as he was and none of them even knew they were clones. In short, Rick is the perfect combination of street smart, manipulative, tech savvy and badassery.

"My next wish is to gain Rick Sanchez's IQ with all his acquired knowledge without the memories affecting me psychologically," she said.

"Oh! Well, they are your wishes," the man seemed surprised but Miriam did not dwell on that. Instead, she started thinking of what her third wish would be. With brain and brawn taken care of, it was time to think of how to survive.

"For my third wish, I would like to have a spaceship that looks like the quinjet but should have the following:

-Infinite supply of breathable air for me.

-Infinite supply of food.

-Infinite supply of trinkets and stuff.

-A fully equipped laboratory for both genetic and technological research.

-A large arc reactor as the power source.

-The metal used to making it should be made of they alloy created by combining Uru, Vibranium, Admantium and nth metal."

"Is that all? Do you really want me to grant all those as one wish?"

"I just went into depth into what kind of ship I want. It's all up to you to grant me my wish," she said, cheekily. The man glared at her for a few moment before just shrugging.

"You won't be my problem anyway so go nuts," he said before a bony hand emerged from his darkness shrouded cloak. With a snap of his fingers, she was suddenly gone.

"Quite the balls she has this one. But, her wishes are definitely creative and looks on the long term. She is definitely the better choice to an otaku who sits around all day watching anime and reading fanfictions. (A/N: This cuts deep.) However, it all depends whether she will survive to the end or not."