If someone offered you the chance to be transported into the world of Marvel, which cheat ability would you choose?
[Join an Interdimensional Chatroom]or[Gain a status panel that lets you grow stronger through training]
"Another one of those pointless forum polls…"
Inside a quiet private villa, a handsome young man stared at the post on his computer screen and closed the tab without hesitation.
"Neither. I'll take the blue pill."
The moment the window disappeared, his vision went black.
Then everything faded out.
"So… was that transmigration? Or reincarnation?"
In a small apartment in downtown New York City, a sharp-eyed Asian teenager sat up slowly, realization dawning on his face.
His name was Noah Vale.
Apparently, he had been reincarnated into this world eighteen years ago.
The problem was that an infant body couldn't handle the memories of an adult mind. His past-life memories had been sealed away by his brain's self-preservation instincts.
Only recently had those memories resurfaced.
Which meant he had just realized something extremely important.
He had been an isekai protagonist this entire time.
"Of all the places to reincarnate… it had to be the Marvel Universe." Noah rubbed his temples with a tired sigh. "I swear the cosmic author of reality probably already noticed me."
In Marvel lore, there existed a supreme cosmic entity—the ultimate author behind the universe itself.
If something like that really existed, then even thinking about it might technically put you on its radar.
Fortunately, Noah doubted such a being would care about someone like him.
After all, compared to people reborn into war zones or prehistoric eras, reincarnating in modern America wasn't the worst deal.
Actually… it was pretty lucky.
Standing alone in his quiet apartment, Noah muttered under his breath.
"Alright. Since I'm apparently the main character now… where's the cheat ability?"
He glanced around the empty room and continued listing possibilities.
"A system? A training interface? A character template? Some kind of cosmic AI? A mysterious mentor spirit? A chatroom connecting different universes?"
He shrugged.
"I'm not picky. I'll take literally anything."
The moment he finished speaking—
Two translucent screens appeared in front of him.
Noah blinked.
"…You've got to be kidding me."
He leaned forward, eyes lighting up with excitement.
"I was joking and it actually worked?"
The Status Panel
Floating directly in front of him was a deep-blue interface displaying his personal stats.
Name: Noah ValeAge: 18Estimated Lifespan: 76
Strength: 1.2Endurance: 1.1Mind: 1.2Charisma: 1.3
Unassigned Attribute Points: 0.4
Talent — Limitless PotentialThere are no caps, no bottlenecks, and no hidden weaknesses.If he trains, he improves. Simple as that.
Talent — Margin of the StrongEvery time Noah increases one of his attributes, he also gains a small amount of bonus points to allocate elsewhere.
Noah stared at the screen for several seconds.
"…Okay. That's actually amazing."
A system that rewarded training without imposing growth limits?
That was basically the dream setup.
But then his attention shifted to the second interface.
The Chatroom
Off to the side floated another window.
It looked almost like a minimalist messaging app. No ads. No notifications. Just a single group chat.
Interdimensional Chatroom
Noah narrowed his eyes.
"Wait… this feels familiar."
A buried memory surfaced.
The online poll.
The exact same two options.
"…Hold on."
His eyes widened.
"Was that poll actually real?"
He had been supposed to choose one ability.
But somehow…
He had both.
"…Did I just pick the word or?"
Curious, Noah opened the chatroom.
The group looked… quiet.
Only a handful of members were listed.
Overlord — AdministratorThe ExorcistThe Noble BladeKana KimishimaMaster Ronin
No group owner. Just one admin.
Noah immediately understood.
Ah.
A fellow isekai guy running the show.
He had seen this trope before.
The "omniscient admin pretending to be a cosmic being" routine.
Classic.
Before Noah could think further, messages began appearing.
Kana Kimishima:Oh! A new member joined! Welcome!!
The Noble Blade:I am Yue Buqun of the Mount Hua Sect. Welcome to the chatroom. If you have any questions, I can explain things.
The Exorcist:New members should consult the administrator. He can tell you about your future.
Noah considered responding with a simple greeting.
He opened the input bar and typed:
"Hello—"
Then a notification popped up.
You have been muted by the administrator [Overlord].
Noah froze.
"…Excuse me?"
In another world entirely, a sweating man stared nervously at the control panel of the chatroom.
"Holy hell… that was close."
Under his authority, a new member named Deep Blue had just been muted.
He wiped sweat from his forehead.
"Good thing I acted fast. That almost blew my cover."
Every new member automatically generated a personal signature in the chatroom.
When Noah joined, his signature had appeared instantly.
It read:
"So where's my cheat ability? A system? Deep Blue? A character template? Some cosmic AI? A mentor spirit? A chatroom? I'm not picky—anything works."
The moment the admin saw it, he understood.
Another transmigrator.
Another person from Earth.
If that guy started talking freely in the chatroom, the illusion he had built—his image as an all-knowing cosmic entity—would collapse instantly.
So he muted him without hesitation.
"Too bad admins can't kick people…" the man muttered.
His eyes darkened.
"Maybe I'll visit his world someday and take care of the problem myself."
Back in New York, Noah quickly pieced together what had happened.
His face went completely blank.
"…Wow."
He hadn't expected that.
He thought he had met a fellow isekai survivor.
He had even been ready to play along and scam the other chatroom members together.
Instead—
The moment they met, the guy stabbed him in the back.
"Ah yes," Noah muttered dryly. "Two isekai guys meeting. Of course the first thing he does is sabotage me."
He stared at the muted input box.
"So it really was a two-choice system."
One option had turned out to be a backstabbing chatroom admin.
The other…
The blue status panel floating in front of him.
Noah exhaled slowly.
Anger flickered across his face, but he forced it down.
Rage without strength behind it was just noise.
Instead, he silently memorized the administrator's name.
Overlord.
Got it.
I'll remember that.
Then he looked back at the blue panel.
If he wanted payback someday—
Getting stronger was the only path forward.
Meanwhile, the chatroom continued chatting as if nothing had happened.
Master Ronin:The newcomer isn't saying anything. Are they shy?
Kana Kimishima:Maybe they just don't trust us yet. Admin should explain things.
Overlord:I've already spoken with the new member privately. He prefers a quiet life and has no interest in chatting. Please avoid bothering him.
The Noble Blade:I see. A man of integrity and discipline.
Watching the conversation unfold while completely unable to respond, Noah let out a long breath.
"…Unbelievable."
Still.
He didn't argue.
He didn't threaten.
He simply remembered.
I'll repay this favor someday.
Then he focused entirely on the deep-blue panel hovering in front of him.
If revenge was on the table—
It would start with getting stronger.