บท 1: Chapter 1: Arrival
"Survival Comes First"
Mark Sullivan sat in his small New York apartment, the latest issue of The Amazing Spider-Man in one hand and a can of soda in the other. 2005 had been a wild ride for Marvel fans, and he had grown up with the universe—knowing every twist and turn, every hero and villain. He'd read every major storyline and could predict most of the coming conflicts. But as much as he loved the escapism, Mark had always been aware of one undeniable truth: the Marvel universe was a dangerous place.
"House of M is going to be a disaster," he muttered to himself, eyes skimming the latest previews for the event. "Reality warped by a single thought... who would even survive something like that?"
Just as he finished speaking, the light in his apartment flickered. The familiar sounds of traffic from the street below faded away, replaced by a low, persistent hum. Mark blinked, setting his comic down and looking around. The hum grew louder, vibrating through his chest until he could barely stand the pressure.
Without warning, the room seemed to fold in on itself, as if the very walls were collapsing into a single point. Mark barely had time to process what was happening before he was swallowed by the darkness.
When he opened his eyes, the world was... different.
He wasn't in his apartment anymore. Cold, harsh winds whipped across his face, carrying the scent of something foul—like sulfur and rotting meat. He looked down at himself; his body felt heavier, more rigid, and his clothes... they were gone. In their place was a strange, organic suit of armor that seemed to pulse with life.
"What the hell?" he muttered, instinctively taking a step back. His foot squelched into the ground—no, not ground. Something alien. His gaze traveled around, and he found himself standing in the middle of a landscape straight out of a nightmare.
Jagged spires of dark, twisted organic material stretched into the sky, and beneath his feet, the ground rippled and moved as if alive. He recognized the terrain immediately.
"This… this is Zerg creep," Mark whispered, his breath catching in his throat. He took a step forward, and the living ground shifted beneath him, responding to his movements.
Before he could fully process his surroundings, a voice echoed inside his head—not a human voice, but a collective, buzzing sound. It was an overwhelming sensation, the kind that couldn't be ignored.
We are the Swarm. You are the Overmind.
Mark staggered back, clutching his head. "What? No, that's... that's not possible."
But the buzzing persisted, growing louder, more insistent. And with it came understanding. He could feel it. Feel them—the Zerg. They were connected to him, like extensions of his own body. They waited for his command, ready to serve, to fight, to kill.
A surge of power coursed through him, and for a moment, fear overwhelmed him. "This isn't real. It can't be."
But the cold, creeping sensation beneath his feet told him otherwise. He was in control of the Zerg. The same monstrous creatures that could destroy entire planets.
"Okay, okay… think." Mark paced back and forth, his mind racing. "How the hell did I get here?" He ran through the possibilities. Something, some force, had brought him into the Marvel universe—but not as a bystander. No, it had turned him into something else.
A Zerg Overmind.
"I need to survive," he whispered, repeating the words like a mantra. In the Marvel universe, survival was never guaranteed, especially with the kind of chaos on the horizon. House of M. The Civil War. Secret Invasion. He had read about them all. If he didn't act now, he would be swept away like so many before him.
He needed to grow stronger. Fast.
For the first time, he focused on the swarm. He could feel them, creatures lurking just beneath the surface of the ground, waiting for orders. A Zergling emerged from the creep, a small but deadly creature with sharp claws and a predator's gaze. It was only a single unit, but Mark knew there were thousands more beneath him, waiting for his will.
"Alright," Mark said, taking a deep breath. "I can work with this."
He stretched out his hand and, instinctively, the Zergling snapped to attention. With just a thought, he could feel the hive mind stirring, responding to his command. The creatures—his creatures—were at his disposal.
But being a Zerg leader wasn't just about control. It was about evolution. He remembered enough from StarCraft to know how this worked. The Zerg adapted, grew stronger by consuming and evolving. And if he wanted to survive the chaos that was coming, he would have to do the same.
Just then, the ground trembled. A strange hum echoed in the distance, and Mark's instincts flared. Something was coming. He wasn't alone.
Through the swarm's senses, he picked up movement—several humanoid figures approaching. From the size and shape of them, they weren't ordinary humans. No, these were something else.
Mutants, perhaps? Or enhanced individuals?
"Of course," Mark muttered. "The Marvel universe doesn't waste time."
Without hesitation, he reached out mentally, calling more Zerglings to the surface. They burst from the ground, ready for battle. The first test of his power had arrived, and Mark knew one thing for sure:
He couldn't afford to lose.
"Alright," he whispered, feeling the weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders. "Let's see how strong I can really become."
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End of Chapter 1
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