Marvel: I can turn into anything.

[System Initializing....]

[The System is temporary and will just introduce the host to his powers...]

[Please pay attention]

[Name: Ethan Lusborn]

[Age: 27]

[Race: Human]

[Ability: X gene- Beast Transformation]

[Ability Description: The host can transform into any kind of creature or organism with all its powers that is known or unknown so long as the host knows of it. This ability, however, does not allow transformation into human.]

[Good luck to the Host….]

That was what appeared in Lusborn's sight—a system. Though temporary.

Now he couldn't help but wonder what kind of system that was—a temporary system?

He had read hundreds of novels, but he hadn't come across this kind of nonsense.

What kind of lazy god created this anyway?

A system was supposed to be a guiding force, a permanent fixture to help him navigate his powers and potential.

But no, apparently, he had to figure things out himself with this fleeting tutorial.

However, he wasn't given time to think it through as life was draining away from him slowly but surely. He had already lost a lot of blood.

He was suffocating under the weight of the concrete pressing against his chest, and he didn't have the luxury of indulging in his irritation about the system.

According to the system, he could turn into anything.

That meant he could transform into the Hulk right now and just blast his way out of the rubble.

This was a good choice since he would quickly heal with the Hulk's regenerative abilities and gain his ridiculous strength.

And maybe, just maybe, he would gain some unwanted attention if the world he was in knew of the Hulk.

Because right now, he had absolutely no idea in which world he had reincarnated.

It might be a normal world, or even some crazy universe like Marvel, DC, or even a novel world.

After all, he had been a great follower of such concepts—the infinite multiverse and all that.

And since the system said he could become any creature he could think of, it meant even the creatures from movies, anime, novels, and myths were all possible.

Meaning the multiverse was real.

The reason his brain immediately latched onto the Hulk was because he had just been a stunt guy for the green giant himself.

He had performed death-defying scenes for countless actors, but none had impressed him more than when he doubled for the Hulk in a blockbuster movie.

So naturally, he was hooked on the idea of becoming that unstoppable force.

Taking a breath—which, by the way, was nearly impossible with his crushed lungs—he could feel his life slipping away.

So he immediately willed himself to transform into the Hulk.

Instantly, he felt a surge of energy coursing through his body, enveloping him from seemingly nowhere.

It was an overwhelming rush, like being filled with an infinite reservoir of power. He felt himself growing bigger and taller.

The concrete that had felt like an entire truck weighing down on him suddenly felt as light as a pillow.

Without thinking, he clenched his fist and punched it aside.

The sheer force sent the debris flying in all directions, breaking apart as though it were nothing more than brittle clay.

And he wasn't even halfway through the transformation yet. The power he gained was incredible, exhilarating.

But then—

A sudden burst of unbearable pain shot through his entire body. His muscles stretched past their limits, his bones groaned in agony, and it felt as if his skin was being ripped apart.

His body felt like a balloon about to pop, too much power forced into a vessel too weak to contain it.

It was like being filled to the brim with raw energy, but his body wasn't built to handle it.

The pain was unbearable.

With a strangled cry, he immediately removed the transformation.

He collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air. His skin had developed deep, painful cracks that oozed blood. Every inch of his body ached, his muscles twitching in agony.

He had pushed himself too far. His transformation ability was powerful, yes, but his current body simply wasn't strong enough to withstand something as immense as the Hulk.

At least he was no longer buried under the rubble.

Lying on the cold, broken concrete, Lusborn finally had a chance to assess his surroundings.

The sounds of destruction filled his ears—loud resounding booms, glass shattering, people screaming in panic.

The unmistakable sound of rushing footsteps filled the air, people running for their lives.

And then he saw them.

Towering metallic figures clashed in the distance, their bodies gleaming under the moonlight.

Giant robots.

They weren't really that giant, but he could at least exaggerate a bit, right?

Firing at each other, demolishing the building as if it was made of paper.

Explosions erupted everywhere, sending shockwaves that rattled the ground.

What kind of world had he been thrown into?

His body was broken, exhausted. His left arm was mangled, barely usable. Blood still dripped from his wounds, and he could feel himself getting colder from blood loss.

He was weak. Too weak. All he wanted was to just forget about everything and just take a nap. But he couldn't do that.

And he couldn't stay here either.

Because the battle between those monstrous robots was getting closer.

One misstep, one stray blast, and he was done for. He needed to move. Now.

But the question was—how the hell was he going to escape?

Lusborn gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stay conscious despite the waves of pain surging through his body.

He could feel the remnants of the destructive power of Hulk still wrecking his body.

His body simply couldn't handle such an overwhelming transformation yet, and he had nearly paid the price for it.

But he wasn't done yet. He couldn't be. If he stayed here, he was as good as dead.

He needed another option. Something that could heal him. Something that could give him the strength and speed he needed to get out of here.

His mind raced, sifting through every possible creature he could think of that had regenerative abilities, but also wouldn't destroy his body in the process.

He had power—he could feel it—but wielding it recklessly would only lead to his demise.

Vampires.

That was the first thing that came to mind. Yes, vampires, there might be like other millions of better options, but this was all that came to his head.

They had everything he needed: supernatural healing for his injuries, incredible speed, and immense strength for escape.

But there was a catch. Not all vampires were the same.

If he chose something too powerful, like a True Ancestor from certain mythologies, or like Dracular or something, his body would likely rip itself apart.

He needed something manageable. Something that wouldn't kill him before he could even take a step.

Three options came to mind, but he discarded two almost immediately.

The classic folklore vampires, while useful, weren't exactly practical in this kind of situation, they would be too weak against these robots.

And the vampires from some supernatural series were too overpowered for his body to handle in its current state. That left one last option: the vampires of Marvel.

Marvel's vampires were, by normal standards, weak compared to other supernatural creatures, but that was exactly what he needed right now.

They were strong, sure, but not impossibly so.

The real benefit, however, was their healing factor—it was fast enough to save him as he fought on, and that was something he needed right now.

However, he had his favorite, and though with a reduced healing power, who said he cant just transform into a version that has a better healing power.

His powers can help him transform into anything he knew. So as long as he 'knew' it, it was possible.

One name that balanced everything he needed at this moment.

Morbius.

And so without hesitation, Lusborn made his choice. He willed himself to transform, bracing for the change.

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Pliz dear readers, this kind of ability I gave him has lots and lots of shit that he can use to grow stronger. 

And obviously I cant think of all of them, I might even think of some stupid shit so, that's why I will need yo help.

I need ideas from you guys, I have already received some and it has really enlightened me, so, it would be better if I received more.

Thanx.

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Also pliz support my other works, I need help with that too. Still new in this thing so.... will need u guys.