3 2. Arriving

'.....'= Thoughts 

"....."= Conversations 

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[The lifespan of your body and soul won't be affected even if you use full strength of the newly acquired abilities from the Golden card. This is one of the benefits provided to you due to the merging of the black cube with your soul.]

The blue words stopped displaying after that, which led Patrick sank into a deep contemplation about the events that took place since he had came here.

As the reality of his circumstances began to sink in, Patrick's mind became a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. On one hand, the prospect of transmigrating into the world of Marvel filled him with a sense of awe and excitement. He had always been a fan of the Marvel universe, captivated by the larger-than-life characters and epic storylines that had captured the imaginations of millions. To be given the chance to step into that incredible world was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that he could never have fathomed in his wildest dreams.

But on the other hand, the sudden and abrupt nature of his death left him with an overwhelming sense of unease and disbelief. He had so many unanswered questions, so many things left undone in the world he had left behind. The thought of leaving behind everything and everyone he had ever known was a bitter pill to swallow, and he couldn't help but wonder if he would ever find closure or peace in this new existence.

As the blue words continued to flicker before him, Patrick's thoughts turned to the protagonists of the novels he had read - the reincarnators, the transmigrators, the individuals who had been given a second chance at life in a different world. He had always been enthralled by their tales of adventure and discovery, of forging new destinies and leaving indelible marks on the worlds they inhabited.

'Fu*k it!' What can I even do now that I am dead. I will be a fool to reject such a good opportunity to transmigrate to Marvel world,' Patrick resolved.

With a heavy heart, Patrick bid farewell to his parents and friends, knowing that he would miss them dearly. As he took a deep breath and steeled his resolve, he made the decision to embrace this new chapter in his existence. With a determined spirit, he closed his eyes and embraced the unknown, ready to begin his journey in the Marvel world.

[Good luck on your journey in the Marvel world.]

The blue words suddenly started glowing brightly while completely blinding Patrick who was currently trying to bid farewell to his close ones.

Patrick slowly opened his eyes, feeling disoriented as he tried to assess his new surroundings. The room he was in was dimly lit, and he could hear the sound of a movie playing on the computer screen in front of him. As he glanced around, he realized he was in the body of a person,sitting in a comfortable chair with a plush blanket draped over his legs.

Surprisingly, Patrick didn't panic at the sudden change. Instead, he felt a sense of calm wash over him, knowing that this was the beginning of his journey in the Marvel world. He had prepared himself mentally for this moment and was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

As Patrick stood up to take in his new body and surroundings, the building suddenly began to shake violently. Alarmed, he rushed to the balcony doors and looked out to see a surreal sight - a massive blue portal had opened up in the sky, crackling with energy and pulsating with an otherworldly glow. The intensity of the portal's power sent shivers down Patrick's spine.

Patrick stepped backward, his heart racing as he took in the surreal sight before him. From the depths of the swirling blue portal, a horde of Chitauri warriors poured forth, their menacing armor glinting in the ominous light. The sky was filled with the deafening sound of their alien war cries, and the ground trembled beneath the weight of their numbers.

'Why the hell was I transmigrated at such a time,' Patrick wondered as he observed the portal.

What truly sent a chill down Patrick's spine was the monstrous Leviathan that emerged from the portal. Towering over the city, its massive form blotted out the sky, its serpentine body undulating with an eerie grace.

Patrick felt his breath catch in his throat as he watched the colossal beast descend upon the city, its presence casting a shadow of dread over everything. He knew that he had to find a safe space, but as he turned to rush back inside, a searing pain lanced through his body, causing him to collapse to the ground with a strangled cry.

His vision swam as he struggled to endure of the agony wracking his body. It felt as though every cell in his being was being torn apart and reassembled, the very essence of his being undergoing a profound transformation. Every fiber of his being screamed with the intensity of the process, and he gritted his teeth, fighting to remain conscious through the overwhelming sensation.

His entire body was undergoing a radical reconstruction to accommodate his soul and abilities he had acquired from the golden card. His flesh shimmered with an ethereal light, and his veins pulsed with the raw energy.

Patrick's very being seemed to blaze with an otherworldly radiance, and as the pain subsided, an overwhelming sense of power surged through him. He felt the essence of Admiral Kizaru's abilities coursing through his veins, granting him the ability to manipulate light itself and move at incredible speed. His eyes glowed with a fierce determination as he realized the sheer magnitude of what he had become.

'What a wonderful feeling! Even 40% power of Kizaru is this strong!' Patrick felt like he could destroy anything with the help of such powers. But he knew that this was just a mirage created due to the newly acquired strength.

Patrick looked down at his body, his clothes now filled with blood and a black gooey substance from the effects of his body reconstruction. The sight made him feel queasy, but he pushed the feeling aside, knowing that he had more pressing matters to attend to. He quickly made his way to the bathroom.

As he entered the bathroom he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror and was surprised to find that he looked just like Joey Tribbiani from Friends.

"What in the world..." Patrick muttered, running a hand through his newly styled hair and examining his appearance in disbelief. It was as if he had taken on the actor's features, from the charismatic smile to the confident swagger. He could guess that he was almost 21-22 years old from his appearance.

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Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Patrick knew he had to wash up and change his clothes quickly. He couldn't afford to waste any time, especially with the looming threat of the Leviathan and Chitauri army.

He hurriedly stripped off his blood-stained attire and hastily washed away the remnants of the strange black substance and blood off his body.

Once he was clean, Patrick quickly rummaged through the wardrobe, finding a fresh set of clothes to wear. As he pulled on the new outfit, he couldn't help but marvel at the way his body felt with Kizaru's powers coursing through him. It was as if every movement he made was imbued with a newfound grace and swiftness.

He had no idea why, but he had a feeling that he could easily control the newly acquired powers even though he had never used it before.

With a deep breath, Patrick focused on the feeling of lightness and speed that Kizaru's powers gave him. Closing his eyes, he visualized the spot he wanted to appear at and willed himself to materialize there. In an instant, he felt himself dissolve into pure light, and then just as quickly, he reformed at the exact location he had imagined.

Opening his eyes, he couldn't help but grin in astonishment at how effortlessly he had executed the Materialisation ability. It was a sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced before.

'40% isn't strong enough to deal with the Gods in this universe, but I won't have any problems demolishing the Chitauri army. Moroeover I wonder whether the tesseract could fit into the category of the energy source from which the cube can absorb the energy units,' Patrick thought as a small black cube appeared in his palm.

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