Fresh from receiving his powers, Shiratori Riku had no idea the shockwave he sent through the Marvel world had already alarmed its strongest beings.
He was busy testing what he had just gained.
He tweaked his own body parameters, and with no effort at all snapped the straitjacket apart.
The captives on the truck burst into startled cries.
The armed minders reacted first, raising their guns and firing without hesitation.
Riku glanced at the incoming rounds and did not bother to move. He took the bullets with his body.
His clothes, however, tore under the impacts.
He paused, thought it through, then used Divine Talent and God's Ten-Billion Power to craft a Biofield game and applied it to himself.
This game drew on the idea of Superman's biofield. Its core was training the player to wield a biological force field.
With the biofield in place, Riku found he could pour out strength without wrecking everything around him.
His clothes also stopped getting shredded by outside force.
Satisfied, he blurred into motion and met each gunman with a single punch.
As expected, they exploded on the spot.
In the literal, physical sense, they burst into a wash of blood.
The bound captives were stunned speechless by the sight before them.
Before they could cheer or scream, Riku crafted a memory purge game and wiped this segment of their memories.
Then he made a spatial transfer game and sent them all to the nearest town.
With that done, he wrapped himself in the biofield, tore out of the wrecked truck, and rose into the air.
Fun fact: Superman's flight relies on a biofield.
The ruckus Riku caused made the truck screech to a halt. Before anyone could climb out to investigate, he clenched a distant fist.
Telekinesis game, load.
The truck compressed into an iron sphere like clay.
Everyone inside was pulped along with it.
He took a long breath and muttered to himself.
"I knew it would be strong, but I still underestimated it in practice."
"This power is insane."
"If I want a new ability, I just handcraft the game and I'm done."
"I even remembered I might crash emotionally after killing, so I made an anti-post-slaying side effects game."
"Turns out it worked. No discomfort at all."
"As long as the imagination runs wild, nothing is impossible."
After that brief reflection, Riku moved.
He did not like causing trouble, but if someone came for him, he'd return the favor.
He built an enemy marker detection game and easily located the truck's destination.
It was a secret base deep underground.
He adjusted his eye parameters and achieved true x-ray vision, seeing through everything inside at a glance.
"So it is Hydra. No wonder they grab people."
"That explains it. That explains it."
Once he had the picture, Riku teleported into the Hydra facility.
Their reaction was quick. The blast door in front of him snapped open and a dozen fully armed agents surged in.
They leveled energy weapons and opened fire without a word.
Riku smiled and modified his own data.
To him, their movements slowed to a crawl. He could trace each glowing round's path as it drifted toward him.
The blue shots struck his biofield and ricocheted harmlessly.
He stood where he was, untouched.
Shaking his head, he exhaled a single breath.
Backed by terrifying stats, that ordinary breath became a blizzard.
An arctic surge swept the lab. Every agent froze solid in an instant, their faces locked in feral grimaces.
Riku walked to the main console and pressed down lightly. The alloy slab squashed like putty.
Sirens wailed through the base. Red lights pulsed madly.
"Warning! Base at Condition One! All combat units to Lab A immediately! Repeat, all combat units..."
His x-ray gaze slid through walls and floors. Hundreds of Hydra soldiers were massing.
Farther out, several heavy mechs were powering up.
Riku smiled and lifted off the floor.
"I did not have enough fun earlier. Let's use you for another round."
He shot up like a cannon shell, punching through the lab ceiling.
BOOM!
After blasting through twelve layers of reinforced concrete, he erupted into the central atrium.
The Hydra troops never even registered what happened before the shockwave hurled them away.
"There, open fire!"
Hundreds of energy lances wove a death web, yet they could not even scuff his clothes.
Hanging calmly at the atrium's center, he raised a hand. A red spark bloomed at his fingertip.
This was a gift from the built-in game Chronicle of the Cosmos in God's Ten-Billion Power.
It let Riku draw on any force in the universe.
The crimson spark he held was sunlight itself.
He flicked it away. The point stretched into a beam.
Heavy armor parted like warm butter. Load-bearing columns melted into glowing iron. The entire base shuddered.
Riku swooped to a mech, seized its dozens of tons one handed, and hurled it like a toy into two more.
KRAKOOM!
All three collided and detonated on the spot.
The blast wave peeled half the roof away.
Sunlight speared down through the ragged wound and washed over Riku, making him blaze like a god.
Even the brainwashed Hydra troopers froze at the sight, shaking as they whispered:
"Mon... ster..."