《Primal Cosmic Sage: A Marvel Fanfic》Chapter 11: Cooked Goose.
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Ramun looked at his newly arranged status screen in disbelief, his jaw hanging wide upon.
Status:
Name: Tuthra-Utet-Ankh-Khotan-Ramun
Race: Homo Sapien
Class: -Novice cannon fodder(You are everyone's bitch boss, get a life!)
Title: "The Entitled young master" (Don't be lazy, get a job young man!!)
SP: 1000
Health: 6/20
Energy: 0/30
Will:5
Charm: 2
Cultivation Type: Nil
Fame: 2
Infamy: 1
Inventory: [Purified realm stone x20], [Fiend essence stone x20], [The Purification of the Heart-Mind Spirit Sutra], [Form & Will fist Manual], [Flash of the Heavenly Soaring Dragon Manual], [Basic weapon arts compendium], [Medical compendium: Eastern and western arts of healing],[Basic devouring technique: Art of swallowing],[Tai Chi Quan], [Chaos Dragon blood essence x 1], [memory fragment x1] [Chaotic Tribulation Lightning source].
What the shit?
"System, what the hell did your creator do, rob a God's stash?'
I don't even know where to start," Ramun muttered, his thoughts in chaos looking at all these rare treasures and techniques?
Without his knowing he already had the wealth fit for a God.
System, any thoughts?
[It is advised that the host withdraws the memory fragment, as information is always important in situations such as these.]
Hmmn, alright, withdraw the memory fragment.
[Acknowledged..]
With a flash of light, a glowing dreamy orb of light appeared and floated directly in front of Ramun.
Ramun looked at the glowing orb, his brows creased in frustration, wondering how to make use of it, in most cultivation novels, practitioners make use of jade slips for data storage.
This harmless looking "orb" thing didn't even look material.
Exasperated at not finding a solution, Ramun threw what little patience he had to the wind.
He reached forth with his hands towards the orb, expecting them to pass right through, he was pleasantly surprised when his hands caught hold of the floating object.
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Bringing it towards himself, he examined the orb, it felt cool to the touch and surprisingly as light as a feather, almost weightless.
As he observed the orb, it suddenly broke into countless motes of light, thinking he had broken the damned thing Ramun panicked.
Only to calm down when he saw that the lights didn't dissipate, instead, they gathered into a luminous starry gaseous cloud.
He freaked out completely when the cloudy substance shot towards his face suddenly, his head flung backward with the cloud of memories pouring in from all the orifices on his head, heading straight for his sea of consciousness.
Ramun sat cross-legged on the mat with his head lolled backward, this state lasted for a whole hour before he woke up with his head snapping back up abruptly.
Ramun stared into nothingness appreciating the beauty of life, the magnificence of nature, and how beautiful the night sky was.
Like hell he was !!
This dude was mad, angry, positively furious!!
Countless emotions had played through his face like a motion picture on steroids, this lasted on till his face had settled on pure unadulterated rage.
For a moment he had felt sad for how the System had died sacrificing its life for his paramount survival, then he got angry real quick.
The system [not the one bound to his soul currently, no the other one] had actually dumped a full 500,000 years worth of memory into his mind, this just showed how vindictive the asshole was.
But then he had been relieved when he thought of how wily it had gotten in the bleed, knowing that it had survived the calamity.
Just when he felt reassured, the asshole just had to end the memory with a terrible message by saying that there was a 0.0000000099% chance of it surviving and that it had provided him with everything he would ever need in whatever world he would happen to land in.
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The certainty of this message was then reinforced when he found out that his final destination had been the [Earth prime] of the Dc world, not the Marvel world.
The fucking [Marvel Multiverse], where even a [Pig] can become superpowered.
These two worlds were not even close, or so he thought.
Fuck!!
Who was he to even question the dimensional routes to fictional worlds?" thinking morosely, Ramun suddenly felt something breaking in his mind.
Sensing something amiss, he tried thinking of what he could have occurred when a tremendous energy force gushed out of his soul, sweeping through the whole planet.
Ramun's ears, eyes, and mouth started bleeding profusely, his righteous anger hadn't even lasted long, his rapidly changing emotions from the memory fragment and the ancient memories that came with it had temporarily unlocked the subconscious seal that he had placed on his soul when he had transmigrated.
His predecessor's spirit that had contained at most nineteen years worth of memories and life experience hadn't had the required impetus to break it.
As his tiny will backed by raw energy swept forth rampantly through the world, he saw a land filled with barbaric as well as civilized mortal kingdoms, he saw numerous supernatural creatures both living and undead.
He saw great edifices as well as countless ruins from a bygone age, he saw the deviants in their underground cities as well as the Immortal Eternals.
He saw countless heroes as well as villains, he saw various demons as well as magicians, he saw lands that he once thought legends bare before his will.
Ramun saw the countless inhumane things done between different and the same races of humans. He also saw the Inhumans both in their hidden islands water and floating city.
He saw countless nexus points to various dimensions that held immeasurable secrets, and also saw the various technologies that certainly didn't belong to this era.
What Ramun saw before he blacked out completely from the information overload, was a world filled with wondrous, amazing supernatural bullshit that made absolutely no fucking sense, but he also saw how much of a shithole it was, more so than the world he had left behind.
He was determined to fuck shit up or die trying, while also thinking up a way to find the real System if it was alive, and if it wasn't, end Perpetua with extreme prejudice wherever she was.
Ramun lost his consciousness knowing that his Goose had been overdone by transmigrating into this unpredictable but Marvel-ous world.
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