Marvel World.
Inside an inconspicuous bookstore.
A man sat cross-legged in deep meditation, radiating a dazzling divine glow.
"Recovery is so slow. My power has only restored one billionth of its original state. This is truly unbearable..."
Yukiteru Amano forced a bitter smile as he continued to restore his strength.
Half a year ago, he had already transmigrated into Yukiteru Amano's body, coexisting with the void.
Back then, Yukiteru Amano was still drifting in the void, his power even weaker than it was now!
Fortunately, he later found a dimensional rift and, despite severe injuries, managed to escape. That was how he arrived in the Marvel world to accumulate strength.
He didn't know how long the original Yukiteru Amano had been asleep after his battle with the Twelve Gods before he took over.
But he knew one thing—he had completely replaced Yukiteru Amano, awakening from the void as the new Creator God!
Only his current strength was embarrassingly weak.
It took him half a year just to recover a minuscule fraction of his power. Self-preservation in the Marvel world shouldn't be an issue, though.
Currently, Yukiteru Amano retains only a portion of his creation and destruction abilities. To fully recover, he needed to retrieve his scattered power fragments.
After all, beyond conventional bosses like Thanos and Dormammu, the Marvel world also had true deities like Death herself!
Without reclaiming his power fragments, he had no confidence facing this world's gods.
He had only been Yukiteru Amano for half a year, after all.
Still, he hadn't been idle during this time. At the very least, he successfully infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D.
He had also recovered a few insignificant fragments of his power.
But even these seemingly negligible fragments could turn ordinary people into powerhouses!
The trajectory of this world was completely different from the Marvel universe he was familiar with.
The technology of this Marvel world had undergone a qualitative leap due to his power fragments!
Inhumans and superpowered individuals had become rampant, all because of the butterfly effect caused by his scattered power!
"Mr. Yukiteru Amano, are you there? It's Coulson. I have urgent matters to discuss!"
Just as Yukiteru Amano was focusing on restoring his strength, Coulson's voice came from outside.
"Come in. The door's unlocked!"
Once granted permission, Coulson entered with an ingratiating smile.
Beside him was a curvaceous female agent.
"Long time no see, Coulson. You're as spirited as ever. And this lady—if I'm not mistaken—Agent Melinda May?
I thought you retired from field missions. Did I remember wrong?"
Yukiteru Amano asked, puzzled.
Agent May smiled and placed a stack of documents on the desk.
"This isn't a field mission. I'm just accompanying Coulson to meet you—a specially monitored person of interest."
"May, watch your words!"
Hearing Melinda's remark, Coulson broke out in a cold sweat.
Having personally witnessed Yukiteru Amano shatter a mountain, he knew exactly how terrifying this man's power was.
"It's fine. I don't care what others say about me. But what's the meaning of these documents?"
"Stark's gone missing—why come to me? I didn't kidnap him."
"As for Banner, I can help. After all, we're somewhat friends."
Yukiteru Amano didn't even glance at the documents before knowing their contents.
His perception abilities allowed him to "read" ordinary paper as easily as using his eyes.
One sweep was all it took!
"Truly worthy of being someone the Director personally marked as special. Mr. Yukiteru Amano, would you consider these two matters?"
May was blunt, immediately stating her purpose.
Coulson tried to stop her, but it was too late.
"Apprehend Bruce Banner and rescue Tony Stark. You must choose one of these two tasks."
"Of course, taking both would be ideal for us!"
"May, let me handle this."
"Why? This is the mission the Director assigned to me. You're just here to escort me. Why should you take over?"
"May, trust me on this!"
"Coulson, you're acting strange today. What's going on?"
Melinda stared at Coulson in confusion.
But he couldn't voice his concerns.
Within S.H.I.E.L.D., only five people—including himself—knew about Yukiteru Amano's true nature.
This was classified beyond top-secret!
The only reason Coulson knew was that he had been the one to bring Yukiteru Amano to S.H.I.E.L.D. in the first place.
Watching their argument, Yukiteru Amano chuckled.
"How amusing. I'll take both tasks, but on one condition."
"What condition?"
"Hand over an uninhabited island not claimed by any country."
"Impossible! Absolutely—mmph—"
Before May could finish, Coulson clamped a hand over her mouth, terrified she'd say something offensive.
"Coulson, what's wrong with you today?!"
"Don't be angry, May. I'm just worried about you..."
Coulson shot a cautious glance at Yukiteru Amano before pulling out his phone with an apologetic smile.
"Sorry, Mr. Yukiteru Amano. I'll need to report this to the Director first. Please wait a moment..."
With that, Coulson hurried outside, his eyes darting nervously, clearly frightened.
May sighed and turned back to Yukiteru Amano.
"Who exactly are you? Why is he so afraid of you?"
"Who knows? Maybe I just look intimidating?"
Yukiteru Amano joked half-heartedly.
May frowned, scrutinizing him.
"You're not bad—over six feet tall, handsome, well-built, clearly trained."
"But 'intimidating'? That's a stretch. Your appearance has nothing to do with being scary!"
"Who knows!"
Yukiteru Amano shrugged nonchalantly.
Meanwhile, Coulson returned, sweating profusely.
"The Director agreed. He'll prepare at least three habitable islands for you to choose from. How's that?"
"Fine. But utilities and other expenses..."
"The Director said S.H.I.E.L.D. will cover all costs!"
"Deal!"
Seeing Yukiteru Amano agree so readily, Coulson exhaled in relief.
"We'll leave the documents here. They contain our contact info and a phone."
"Once the tasks are done, don't forget to notify me. Then—"
"Relax. I'll personally deliver them to S.H.I.E.L.D."
Hearing this, Coulson could only sigh.
"Good luck. May and I will take our leave now."
With extreme caution, Coulson escorted Melinda out of the bookstore.
They quickly boarded their car and vanished from Yukiteru Amano's sight.
Watching them go, Yukiteru Amano smirked, his handsome face lighting up.
"My lingering 威慑 still works. This makes things much easier." (T/N: read author note)
He gathered the documents, ready to act.
But just then, a cold mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
'Respected Creator God Yukiteru Amano, the Dimensional Chat Group invites you to join!'
'Accept or Decline!'