章節 3: Chapter Three(3)
James had stumbled upon two materials that could, quite literally, turn him into a god. With their power, he could do as he pleased without consequence.
However, he wasn't reckless. He knew about the existence of the Living Tribunal, the cosmic overseer of the multiverse. If James wielded something too far outside this universe's natural laws, The Man might intervene—erasing him from existence or something equally catastrophic.
With that in mind, James searched for an alternative. He needed something native to the Marvel universe—something powerful but not multiverse-breaking.
His search led him to two extraordinary materials.
The first was Primagen, a potent evolutionary agent used by the Progenitors to create the Kree. The Kree, in turn, had attempted to recreate it, leading to the development of the Terragen crystals. According to the knowledge James had acquired, Primagen was a fragment of creation itself—though that was likely an exaggeration.
The Progenitors were known for spreading life across planets, whereas the Celestials only sought to perfect it. Contrary to popular belief, the Celestials didn't seed life throughout the cosmos. Instead, they experimented, repeatedly creating versions of Eternals and Deviants across different species.
Essentially, the Progenitors created the raw material, and the Celestials refined it into their twisted idea of perfection.
If James consumed Primagen, he theorized that his physical abilities would elevate to at least Kree levels—effectively making him a super soldier.
The second material was Dreamstone, a rare crystal found in Svartalfheim, the realm of the Dark Elves. This peculiar artifact could manifest the desires of its user—essentially a miniaturized Reality Stone.
James hadn't even known about it until he searched for the rarest materials in the Marvel universe. The Dreamstone's ability to bring desires to life was immensely powerful, yet it remained scarce. That explained why Malekith had never used it to conquer the universe.
But scarcity wasn't a concern for James. He now had these materials in absolute abundance.
The Primagen crystal was particularly strange—it wasn't a traditional mineral. It grew on a tree, requiring peeling before it could be used. Only the Progenitors could produce it, making it one of the rarest substances in existence.
Despite their godlike abilities, the Progenitors were extreme introverts. They rarely interfered with the universe unless something piqued their interest.
James picked up a Primagen fruit from his bedside, peeled it, and examined the crystal within. It was paradoxical—both soft and incredibly strong at the same time.
The information he had gathered stated that eating the crystal was the most direct way to absorb its power.
So, he did just that.
Tossing the whole thing into his mouth, he bit down. Surprisingly, it cracked under his teeth. James didn't dwell on it—after all, celestial materials never followed conventional logic.
Swallowing the crystal, he lay down and braced himself for a painful transformation.
Nothing happened.
"…Huh?" James frowned behind his gag, waiting for the agony to kick in.
Minutes passed.
Still nothing.
"That's embarrassing," he thought, removing the gag but keeping it close—just in case.
Instead of pain, he felt... changes. They were subtle at first, more like shifts in his very being rather than physical agony. His senses heightened, his mind sharpened, and something within him fundamentally evolved.
It wasn't dramatic. No screaming. No body-wracking agony. Just silent, profound transformation.
Hours passed before the process concluded. By then, James had already moved on to his next problem: what to do with the Dreamstone.
He could use it to manifest a symbiote, perhaps something like Iron Man's Model 50 Endo-Sym Armor. However, that would require altering the symbiote's biological weaknesses.
Another idea was to create a Cosmic Cube, an artifact capable of warping reality. But there was a risk—it might become sentient over time.
"I could just make a ring… like the Cosmic Ring," James realized.
Cosmic Cubes were immensely powerful. They harnessed the energy of the Beyonders, storing it in a matrix of force fields. Their reality-warping effects weren't absolute—other powerful entities or artifacts could counteract them.
James knew that some Cosmic Cubes operated at a multiversal scale, while the Cosmic Ring was merely a fragment of one, making it less powerful.
But that didn't matter.
His newly enhanced brain had already devised a superior containment matrix.
James wasn't in a rush. He didn't need an overpowered weapon just yet.
Besides, there was a bigger concern—the Living Tribunal.
The Tribunal didn't interfere in petty matters, but it did maintain balance across the multiverse. It didn't care where powers came from or how they were used—unless they threatened the stability of the entire multiverse.
James had nearly overlooked this critical detail.
"Damn. That was reckless of me," he thought, realizing that his mind felt clearer than it ever had before. That was definitely the Primagen's doing.
For the first time in both his lives, James felt... focused.
He no longer struggled to find ways to grow stronger. Ideas flowed effortlessly, and he finally understood what he needed to do to achieve his goals.
He wasn't desperate for power anymore. He had options. Plenty of them.
But before he moved forward, he needed to master what he had gained.
James carefully placed the Dreamstone in a secure container and set it aside. He'd come back to it later.
Right now, he needed to test his new body.
Standing in the middle of his room, James took a deep breath.
Instantly, he felt it.
Power coursed through his veins. Strength, speed, clarity—it was all far beyond what a normal nine-year-old should possess.
He finally understood what those "genius" characters in comics meant when they said things like:
"I suddenly knew exactly how much power my body could produce, how much force each muscle could generate and withstand."
James felt the same way.
His senses were sharper. His thoughts were faster. His body felt lighter, stronger, better.
He glanced in the mirror.
On the surface, he still looked like a normal kid. No major physical changes—his baby fat was still there, and he hadn't gained any noticeable muscle mass.
But internally?
He was a completely different being.
To test his strength, James walked over to his bed—a massive, heavy piece of furniture that weighed at least 70 kg with the frame.
Placing his small hands at the edge, he tried to lift it.
At first, nothing happened. Then—
The bed moved.
It wasn't much. Just a few inches. But that alone was insane for a child his size.
His body had evolved—and this was just the beginning.
A smirk formed on James's face.
This was going to be fun.
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