Mysteries On Marvel

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"Truly worthy of being called a jester! This ability is simply perfect for performing tricks on stage," Eren thought, marveling at his new powers.

The extraordinary coordination and control over his body not only allowed him to maintain balance even in the most unpredictable situations but also made him exceptionally adept at learning physical skills. Whether it was martial arts or combat techniques, his newfound talent vastly accelerated his progress.

What might take an ordinary person a year—or even several years—to master could be achieved by Eren in just a month, or perhaps even two or three weeks. This was the stark difference between the extraordinary and the mundane.

The innate talents bestowed upon him through his ascension had elevated Eren beyond the limits of ordinary humans. With such a powerful physical gift, he couldn't help but contemplate learning some advanced combat techniques. Leaving this talent untapped would be a waste.

After completing the tests on his physical changes, Eren picked up a brand-new deck of cards that had been sitting on the table. With a flick of his wrist, he infused a card with his spirituality and threw it.

Whizz!

The soft card shot out like a knife and embedded itself precisely in the red brick wall he had been aiming at. Only one-third of the card remained visible outside the wall.

Looking at the card lodged deeply into the bricks, Eren couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

With spiritual energy infused, even the sturdier-than-average bricks of this wall were no match for the card, which cut two-thirds into it. On a living target, the card would undoubtedly pierce through flesh and organs, inflicting fatal damage.

What made this ability even more remarkable was its versatility. It required no special materials; any paper in daily life could achieve similar effects. The only difference was the degree of power.

This ability turned ordinary paper—found everywhere—into lethal weapons in Eren's hands, significantly enriching his arsenal of combat techniques.

This transformation also marked a turning point for Eren. Having ascended as a Jester, he transitioned from being a semi-supportive extraordinary to someone capable of direct, overwhelming combat.

Moreover, coupled with the top-tier shooting skills inherited from "Mr. X" and the mind-affecting sorcery Disheartened Stare, Eren's strength after becoming a Jester had soared to unprecedented heights. His combat capabilities were now formidable.

"Finally... my chances of obtaining the 'Fate Loom' from the textile factory have greatly improved," Eren thought with satisfaction, exhaling deeply.

After testing his new powers, he took a relaxing bath and began meditating on his bed.

Following his ascension, his spiritual energy had surged explosively. Although he had managed to stabilize it somewhat, controlling the sudden influx of power remained challenging. Seizing the quiet of the night, Eren planned to meditate and gain better mastery over his spiritual energy.

While Eren was meditating after his ascension, elsewhere...

...

In Tony Stark's expansive private villa, a highly advanced Iron Man suit was slowly taking shape.

Since his abduction in Afghanistan, Stark had been consumed by a sense of insecurity. Determined to protect himself, he had poured all his energy into refining the inspiration he had gained in that cave. He was building a suit of armor that could envelop him entirely, safeguarding his life.

Now, from the steadily forming humanoid structure of metallic components, it was evident that Stark's armor was nearly complete.

Soon, the Iron Man, the harbinger of the Marvel Universe's age of the extraordinary, would emerge—heralding the beginning of an era of unimaginable change.

Unbeknownst to Eren, the moment he consumed the Jester Potion and ascended, the Scales of Fate hidden deep within his soul trembled.

In that imperceptible vibration, faint black streams of energy and scattered dark specks dislodged from the scale's base and fell into the boundless River of Fate below.

As the river rippled with their entry, the black streams and specks quickly vanished into its vastness.

In the depths of the Atlantic Ocean, a minuscule black speck emerged from the void and landed on a giant squid that was preying on a sperm whale.

The speck, smaller than a sesame seed, seemed utterly inconsequential against the squid's massive body. Yet, the moment it touched the creature, it began spreading like ink in water, rapidly polluting the squid's entire form.

In mere moments, the giant squid underwent horrifying mutations. Its body expanded at an alarming rate, with grotesque tumors appearing all over its surface. These tumors transformed into writhing black tentacles, emanating a sinister aura with black mist and glowing red spots flowing between them.

Nearby, the sperm whale sensed something amiss and turned to look, only to witness an unspeakable monstrosity in the dark depths.

A piercing cry echoed through the ocean, spreading far and wide.

Meanwhile, a slightly larger black speck drifted upstream through the River of Fate, piercing through the boundary between reality and illusion.

After exhausting most of its energy, it eventually fell into a specific region of the sea, landing on a giant cruise ship in motion.

While the black specks struggled within the River of Fate, the faint black streams drifted passively, scattering into various corners of the world under destiny's guidance.

(End of Chapter)

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