The woman gently carried Aadi into the nursery, her movements slow and protective. Moments later, a younger woman entered, curiosity lighting up her face.
"Lucy, where did you find this baby? He's absolutely stunning," she whispered, staring in awe at Aadi's radiant amber eyes, bronze-toned skin, and jet-black hair tipped with glowing gold.
Lucy gently placed Aadi into a cozy baby bed."He was at the main door, crying. I found him wrapped in a blanket with a note. His name is Aadi."
She looked at the younger woman."Alice, could you bring him some warm milk? Poor thing must be starving."
Alice nodded and stepped out of the room.
Lucy leaned over and smiled softly at the infant."Little Aadi… from now on, you'll stay here with us. You're safe now."
Seventeen Years Before Iron ManThree Years Later
Sunlight filled the orphanage courtyard, casting warm, golden light across the grounds. Children played on the grass, their laughter ringing in the air. But one boy sat apart—silent, still, calm.
Aadi, now three years old, sat on a bench with his arms raised toward the sky. His jet-black hair shimmered gold at the tips, and his amber eyes glowed faintly. While other kids ran for shade, he basked in the sun like he belonged in it.
He watched a flock of birds drift overhead and closed his eyes.
It's been three years.Three years in this world.And I've finally figured it out... This is the Marvel Universe.
He'd picked up the clues—magazine covers about Howard Stark's legacy, broadcasts about Stark Industries' weapons breakthroughs, and rumors of government agencies investigating "enhanced individuals." The heroes hadn't arrived yet, but the ground was shifting. The world was getting ready.
"So I arrived early," he thought. "Good. That gives me time to grow."
He didn't remember anything before this life. No family. No flashbacks. No voice from the heavens.
But something inside him was different.
It had started a year ago. On a walk with Lucy, sunlight struck his body—and a strange warmth rushed through him, sharper than anything he'd ever felt. After that, everything changed. He ran faster. He was stronger. Bruises vanished within minutes. His senses sharpened to inhuman levels.
He wasn't human. That much was clear.But if I'm not human… what am I?
Before he could finish the thought, a cold, mechanical voice echoed in his mind:
[The Super God Famous Scenes Sign-In System has been activated and upgraded.]
Aadi sat up, eyes darting. What the hell was that?
No one else seemed to hear it. The world kept moving—but his didn't.
[Host's body has matured enough to initiate system synchronization.][Analyzing bloodline... successful.][Identity confirmed: Golden Superman Template – Infinite Potential.]
He froze.
Golden Superman...?
[You are not an ordinary Kryptonian.][You possess the Golden Superman Template—a perfected divine-tier Kryptonian genome capable of limitless growth.]
His heart pounded.
"Golden Superman… infinite potential?"
He had no memory of how he got here. But this—this bloodline—was no accident. His strength, speed, senses… even the way sunlight seemed to welcome him—it was all part of something far greater.
Aadi felt a strange heat stir inside him, like a sun was waking in his chest.
[Would you like to view your current status?]
"Yes," he answered silently.
[Status Display]
Name: Aadi
Age: 3
Bloodline: Golden Superman (∞ Potential)
Abilities: Super strength, accelerated healing, enhanced senses, partial heat vision, latent flight
Perks: Godly Being (Passive), Growth ×100 (Locked)
Power Level: 5-C (Moon Level)
Inventory: Empty
Sign-In Opportunities: 1
He stared at the screen.
Golden Superman…A divine Kryptonian bloodline.Limitless growth. Multiversal potential.
He sat there, stunned.
"I'm… not just some lucky orphan. I'm not even just an alien. I was made for something bigger."
He didn't remember who or what put him here. But now, for the first time, he saw the edge of the path ahead. He didn't understand it all—but he knew one thing:
He was built to become something unstoppable.
Lucy's voice called from the hallway:"Aadi, come inside. Mr. and Mrs. Parker are here to meet you."
Aadi stood, still absorbing the revelation. The sunlight clung to his skin as if reluctant to let him go. He stepped into the building, heart still racing.
Inside stood May Parker, Ben Parker, and a boy his age—Peter. Aadi recognized them instantly. May had visited often with donations and care. Peter had tagged along once or twice. They weren't strangers.
He bowed politely."Hello, Aunt May. Hello, Uncle Ben. Hi, Peter."
May knelt, her expression gentle and warm.
"Aadi… we'd like to adopt you. Would you be okay with that?"
Aadi blinked.
For a moment, the chaos in his mind quieted. He looked into May's eyes and felt something real—something grounding.
He smiled softly."Yes. I'd love that."
May wrapped him in a hug. Ben placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. Peter clapped his hands with excitement.
"You're really my brother now!" Peter grinned.
And just like that, Aadi's life changed.
He was still an orphan—but no longer alone.
With a god-tier bloodline awakening inside him, a system guiding his path, and a new family anchoring him to Earth, his destiny had only just begun.
And somewhere deep within him, buried under sealed memories and infinite light, a single whisper stirred:
"Wait for me, Aadi."