I woke up to the blaring of my alarm clock, groggily opening my eyes to see that it was 6:00 am, roughly jumping off the bed with the usual popping of bones, I went off to the toilet to do my morning rituals.
After showering and drying off with a towel, I looked into the mirror, a pair of Emerald green eyes looked back at me with a mane of raven black hair framing my admittedly handsome face, I was about 5'6, and while I was not sculpted like a Greek god, like every other self-insert, I was still reasonably fit, keyword reasonably.
I sighed, walking back to my room and slipping into a pair of jeans and a black hoodie, getting ready to go to the cesspool of teenage hormones, drama, and force-fed propaganda known as school. you know I already did this a lifetime ago why do I have to do this again?...right to make a living...ugh.id rather just sleep all day. as I walked down to the kitchen I thought about how I ended up here, of how a 31-year-old was going to ....high school.
My name is Dante Gabriel. edgy I know, and I am a reincarnate.
One night a 13-year-old boy went to sleep and awoke as a 30 something-year-old man with a killer headache, well I guess that's what happens when 18 years of memories are stuffed into your head in a single night I suppose.
The very first revelation that I had after I woke up that day was that even though I could remember the mundane details of my previous life I couldn't remember things like my name or my parent's name, whether I had any siblings or not.i couldn't even remember the reason for my death.
hopefully, it wasn't anything like dying thinking that you were hit by a truck by trying to save a little girl from being hit only for it turn out to be a tractor that stopped just before it hit you and you ended up dying from shock...
I'm looking at you Kazuma...
yep, I remember that but not my name...that's just sad
The second revelation of the day was that in this reality I was an orphan and was currently living with my grandma, ok... no problem it would be hard for me to connect with my parents, being that I would mentally be older than they are.understandable.
but what really made me curse my luck was the fact that a quick look at this life's memories showed an awful lot of history that didn't exactly happen in my previous world, namely the details about Captain America, the rise of Stark industries....yep I'm in the MCU.
I also found out that mutants exist in this universe, just scouring the net and came upon Xavier's school for gifted youngsters.
I was in the situation that many weebs have only dreamed about...true
any other circumstance I would be jumping up and down with joy, but there is a teeny tiny glaring hole that was gnawing in my head, no it wasn't a headache, I was powerless, like no superpowers, nada zip, zilch.nomo powerso
I tried for a bit to push out any latent energy hidden inside my body and to my amazement it moved, I felt a slight pressure leaving my body.....
turns out it was just a fart,
false alarm people, nope, no powers here.
I've tried to see if I have regeneration by cutting myself, pyrokinesis? put my hand into a flame, hydrokinesis? tried to drown myself in the bathtub, electrokinesis?camping on top of the house during a thunderstorm was apparently not a good idea, this weird behavior and subsequent visits to the hospital, seemed to make my grandma think that I have suicidal tendencies,...
what nonsense, Woman this is all in the name of SCIENCE...
yeah, that talk didn't go so well, I was this close to being forced to go to a therapist,
so I decided to live my life being a normal civilian, I mean powers would be cool and all, ut the hero gig wasn't exactly 'me' and being a villain was just too much work. So I resigned myself to a normal teenager's life .or as normal as my life could be. I mean I was reborn in an alternate universe.so not exactly off to a good start but I can fix it. l mean not many people out there could say they got a second chance to enjoy life.right?
And now its been about 3 years since my so called 'awakening' and I'm pretty sure I have no powers to speak of...other than my inhuman ability to go to sleep anywhere anytime, and a constant headache every now and then. when I had told my grandma she rushed me off to the doctor, all he had to say was that it was supposedly some kind of information overload to my brain and was nothing to worry about and sent me on my way. (I mean isn't that bad?)
After having a quick breakfast, I walked the short distance to school, it was closeby so I didn't need a bus or anything. and I quite liked the scenery, the fresh air, the trees at the side of the path.it was all very exhilarating.
here we are, a new day in Midtown High, home of the ..... Somethings...I don't know I never cared for it.
The first period was history, which was ...well history, nothing to say about it, its history. I slid into a seat at the back propped my arms up, one hand on my chin and the other on my desk.waiting for the teacher to get here.
I never really fit into a certain circle, too lazy to be a jock, too lazy to be a nerd, In essence, I was just too lazy, I mean I already did this once before, and I'm not gonna do it once again, you get me? I always gave off the loner vibes, which of course I'm forced to be because it is hella awkward interacting with people half your age,....cumulatively...I'm not that old, ugh..now I understand how old people feel...goddamn teenagers.
I can't even get a girlfriend because of my goddamn conscience, no matter how hard I try, there's still a small part in my head calling myself out,..... now if only they were 18 this would be a whole different story, now if onl-.....
I was forced out of my depressing thoughts by a very familiar voice calling out my name,"....-te.....Dante..?"
"What?"I turned to see Peter Parker, yes that Peter, many youtube videos have surfaced the past week about a guy in red and blue pajamas fighting what are presumed to be criminals and considering that 2 weeks ago we had a field to OSCORP Industries where I saw peter get bitten by a very colorful spider I would bet some good money that he had become Spider-man.
I admit that I was tempted to get bitten myself, but I didn't want to risk turning into the Man-spider, or getting attracted to Peter, like that Jessica drew, or if his dad had coded the spiders to his DNA like in amazing Spider-man.there were too many variables, too many possibilities, so I'm sure that I wouldn't go around in spandex playing hero...ugh...I'll leave that to Peter.
Peter nodded towards the front of the class where the new history professor had apparently started asking questions and like all tropes, had gone picked the student that he thought he could bully so that he could garner respect from the rest of the class. and that just so happened to be me.
Well we can't let that happen now, can we?
"Mr.Gabriel it seems that I am boring you, well you must have surely read ahead? well then, could you educate the class on the largest Contiguous Empire in known History?" the professor asked,... or did he mean it as a taunt?
I stared into his eyes seeing a sadistic pleasure that he would get from embarrassing a student.
oh?you're approaching me? instead of running, you're approaching me?
well, time to destroy his hopes...One of the perks of being reincarnated is that I've already studied through all these topics, and of course coupled with my studying, the poor sod didn't stand a chance, so...I let it rip
"When Genghis Khan united North-East Asian tribes to form the Mongol Empire, he created an empire that would span nearly 15 million contiguous square kilometers at its peak in 1270. The British Empire encompassed a whopping 22 million square kilometers in 1920, but its territories were scattered around the globe." I then let out a spiel that only some history buffs could even decipher.
he sputtered "you may sit down"
and continued to take the class as if he didn't get embarrassed by a 16-year-old....denial, such a beautiful thing.
I promptly sat down before reaching for Peter to give him a pat on the back as a token of gratitude, just as my fingertips brushed against his back, the headache that I had been nursing for over an hour intensified into a sharp stabbing pain In my head, I managed not to scream out loud, disguising whatever sound that I let out as a cough.
I held my voice down and shut my eyes as the pain intensified..spreading from my forehead to the sides of my head, and further to the back of my head, and finally to the back of my eyes. Pain and then...nothing
I gently opened my eyes to see a Holo-screen or some kind of sci-fi screen in front of me,
*Archive Updated*
*Open console for compiled data*
A moment of confusion ...then,
A grin that wouldn't be out of place on the devil himself seemed to stretch my face.
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