Chapter 1: The Wish of a Lifetime
The last thing Adam Stiels remembered was the searing pain, the metallic tang of blood in his mouth, and the sickening crunch of metal as the bus, in its infinite wisdom, decided his pedestrian existence was optional. "Well, that's just rude," he'd thought, a final, sarcastic flourish before the lights went out. He'd always imagined his death would involve something more dramatic, less… public transport-y. Maybe a heroic sacrifice, or at least a witty last line. Instead, he got recycled. Literally, it seemed.
He awoke to the sterile scent of antiseptic and the hum of unfamiliar machinery. His head felt like a drum solo gone wrong, and his body, while strangely intact, felt… different. Lighter, somehow. He blinked, his eyes adjusting to the fluorescent lights of what looked suspiciously like a hospital room. Except, no, this wasn't St. Mungo's, nor was it the infirmary on the Enterprise. This was S.T.A.R. Labs. The nameplate on the door, the familiar, slightly-too-futuristic tech, the general air of scientific shenanigans – it all screamed "Arrowverse."
"Oh, you've finally decided to rejoin the land of the living, Mr. Stiels?" A voice, calm and measured, cut through his daze. Dr. Harrison Wells, or rather, the Dr. Harrison Wells, stood by his bedside, a knowing, almost predatory glint in his eyes. Adam's internal monologue went into overdrive. "Okay, okay, deep breaths. This is fine. This is totally fine. Just a coma. In S.T.A.R. Labs. Nine months after the particle accelerator went kablooey. Which means… oh, sweet mother of Grodd, I'm in the Flash's origin story. Right. Okay. Plan: Don't die. Again. And maybe, just maybe, get some snacks."
He tried to speak, but his throat felt like sandpaper. Wells, ever the observant one, offered him a glass of water. "You've been in a rather… unique state for the past nine months. A side effect of the particle accelerator explosion, we believe."
"Unique?" Adam croaked, taking a grateful sip. "Is that what we're calling 'being a human science experiment' these days? Because I prefer 'accidental superhero origin story, minus the actual powers.'"
Wells chuckled, a low, rumbling sound. "Ah, but that's where you're mistaken, Mr. Stiels. You have indeed acquired something… unique."
Suddenly, a shimmering blue interface flickered into existence directly in Adam's field of vision. It was transparent, almost ethereal, and utterly, unequivocally, not part of the room.
[SYSTEM MESSAGE]: Initializing Host Link… Synchronization Complete. Welcome, Adam Stiels. You have been granted the 'Wish System.' Your current balance: 0 Days.
Adam stared at it, then at Wells, then back at the floating text. "Okay, so, not a power, but a system? Like a video game? Did I get Isekai'd into a CW show? Because that's just meta, even for me."
Wells raised an eyebrow, clearly not seeing the interface. "I'm afraid I don't follow your… pop culture references, Mr. Stiels. But yes, a 'system,' if you will. A unique connection to the very fabric of this reality. It grants you… certain capabilities. With a cost."
The System then flashed more text, explaining "Wish Days," "Minor Wishes," "Major Wishes," and something ominously called "Chaotic Savior." Adam skimmed it, his brain already calculating loopholes. This was it. His chance to not just observe, but to intervene. And his first intervention? Oh, it was going to be glorious.
"System," Adam thought, focusing on the interface, "I have an 'Ultimate Wish,' right? One-time deal?"
[SYSTEM MESSAGE]: Affirmative. Ultimate Wish available.
"Okay, then. I wish… I wish for Kim Jisoo to be here. Right now. With me. And, uh, with powers. Like Scarlet Witch. Yeah, that. And make her a 'Member' of my system, whatever that means." He cringed internally. "Smooth, Adam. Real smooth. Sounded less like a world-altering request and more like a desperate fanboy confession. Nailed it."
A blinding flash of light erupted in the room, making Wells stumble back. When the light faded, standing beside Adam's bed, looking utterly bewildered and slightly annoyed, was Kim Jisoo. Not a cosplay, not a doppelganger, but the Kim Jisoo, in a perfectly normal, stylish outfit, her eyes wide with confusion.
[SYSTEM MESSAGE]: Ultimate Wish Used. Wish Granted: Transmigration of Kim Jisoo with enhanced capabilities. Cost: 10 Years. Granting Jisoo Member status. Current Wish Balance: 0 Days.
"Adam?" Jisoo's voice was a soft, melodic question, laced with a hint of her characteristic deadpan. "Where… where are we? And why does that man look like he's about to monologue about the future?" She gestured vaguely at Wells, who was now staring at her with an expression of profound scientific curiosity mixed with alarm.
"Jisoo! You're here!" Adam practically squeaked, his carefully constructed sarcastic façade crumbling like a stale cookie. "Okay, so, long story short, I died, got reborn, and now I have a magic system, and I used my one big wish to bring you here. This is Central City, this is S.T.A.R. Labs, that's Dr. Harrison Wells, who is secretly the Reverse-Flash, and any minute now, Barry Allen is going to run in here, and we're going to fight a weather wizard. Welcome to the Arrowverse, Jichu!" He rattled it off in a frantic whisper, his eyes darting around the room as if expecting Barry to burst through the wall at any second.
Jisoo blinked, then looked from Adam's flustered face to the imposing Wells, then back to Adam. "Weather wizard?" she repeated, her voice perfectly level. "Are you… high?"
Before Adam could formulate a witty (or at least coherent) response, the alarms blared. Barry Allen, looking like a disheveled puppy, stumbled into the lab, followed by a concerned Joe West, a perpetually exasperated Caitlin Snow, and a wide-eyed Cisco Ramon.
"Guys, it's Clyde Mardon!" Barry gasped, still catching his breath. "He's… he's controlling the weather!"
Adam, now fully in his element, nudged Jisoo. "See? Told ya. Weather wizard."
As Barry sped off to confront Mardon, Adam felt a strange pull from the System. This is it. Time to play God, but, like, the fun, mischievous kind. He focused on the fight unfolding on the news screen. Mardon was about to unleash a gale-force wind.
"System," Adam thought, a mischievous grin spreading across his face, "Minor Wish: 'Gust of Wind.' Target: Clyde Mardon. Make it… inconveniently timed."
[SYSTEM MESSAGE]: Minor Wish 'Gust of Wind' Used. Cost: 10 Days. Current Wish Balance: -10 Days. Debt incurred.
Suddenly, a localized, ridiculously strong gust of wind hit Mardon, not enough to seriously injure him, but just enough to throw him off balance, making him stumble and miss his shot at Barry. Barry, momentarily confused, used the opening to land a punch.
"Whoa, what was that?" Cisco exclaimed, peering at the weather data. "A rogue microburst? That's… oddly specific."
Jisoo, meanwhile, watched the screen with a growing understanding. As a piece of falling debris from Mardon's attack threatened to hit Adam's bed, her eyes glowed with a faint, reddish energy. Instinctively, she extended a hand, and a nearby gurney, filled with medical supplies, levitated slightly, then comically tipped over, spilling its contents and creating a barrier that deflected the debris. The wheels of the gurney then detached and rolled away, clattering loudly.
"Oops," she said, her expression perfectly neutral. "My bad. I'm just… getting used to things."
Adam stared at her, then at the scattered medical supplies, then back at the System's debt notification. "Well, this is going to be an expensive hobby. But totally worth it. She's here. And she's magic. And she just made a car drop its tires. My life is officially a fanfiction."