I am not really that good at writing a synopsis but here goes nothing,
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Synopsis :
An ordinary soul is reincarnated in the Marvel multiverse as a New God, the son of Odin and the Phoenix Force. He is considered a mutant among gods and the messi...
"You have the power but not using that power is a sin."
- Nyx, (Neo Angelique Abyss)
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<(Atem POV)>
"Such a waste of resources! The drones are really well made considering they were mass-produced by a lone human engineer within a limited time frame... However, the AI and ML algorithms used in them are subpar at best. Even the targeting systems are not up to the mark, much less the self-learning protocols or fluid movement programs. The man who made them, Ivan Vanko. He is more of a mechanical engineer rather than a programmer. Even the average programmers we hire can do a better job than him when it comes to the software side, although I have to admit the self-destruction mechanism is quite well made." Zoya commented after scanning the drones around her. "Should I take control of them and get this over with?" She calmly asked for my permission.
Zoya was right. The drones, even though they matched the initial Ironman armor models in their complexity and function, were nothing close to what Tony had achieved by now through his newer models. If one were to compare Ironman with a seasoned Mandalorian like Boba Fett, then, these drones could be compared to the clone troopers or the basic B1 droids who were never able to hit their targets when they really needed to.
'Also, I didn't receive any notification from the system about any quest or mission which means this shouldn't be that much of an important event for this timeline... even though this is quite serious since it can claim hundreds of lives if Vanko succeeds.' I pondered to myself.
"You know what, don't. Although resolving this situation by taking control of the drones will be quite easy for you, Zoya, the others don't know that yet. They are in mortal danger and need help, but nobody appreciates free aid if they are not made to work for it... You know what, take control of all the drones and minimize public death. You can destroy as much public property as you want to show how dangerous the drones truly are but try to only kill people with previous criminal backgrounds or serious criminal records. I'll see if I can gather some non-metahuman believers till then." I ordered.
"As you say, master." Zoya exaggerated the last word as she flew higher in the sky to take control of all the drones in the area.
Now, let's see. How should I go about this? The classic version where I make a huge golden image of myself in the sky, or should I do it more subtly?... I feel like a grand godly illusion in the sky would be too cringe in this case especially since this is not too much of an emergency or too big of a hopeless situation for victims. So, subtler manipulation and more targeted marketing it is.
<(Omniscient POV)>
"Quick Miss Potts, we have to quickly get out of here. This place might come down anytime, even without the drones self-destructing." Coulson warned as he did his best to escort the female CEO of Stark Industries out of the establishment.
*Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat* Suddenly one of the drones intercepted their escape route and started shooting the machine gun attached to its back at them which would have made all of them into an unrecognizable paste of flesh had the aim of the drone been better.
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