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MCU: god of mana

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what happens when a soul reincarnates into the body of a drug addict who overdosed? and what if that soul is actually a champion of a random omnipotent being (aka rob)? and what happens when this champion doesn't use magic the usual way, but instead channels mana to punch and slash things? well, follow ash as he explores a complex world set strictly in the marvel cinematic universe, mainly focusing on the tv shows. from iron fist and the defenders to movies like doctor strange and captain america: civil war, and much more. of course, things aren’t as simple or normal as they seem in the mcu. strange phenomena start to occur, opening cracks between worlds, allowing monsters from the monster hunter universe to break through. join ash as he climbs the ladder of power and draws the attention of powerful organizations in this world. warning: this fanfic will mostly focus on the tv shows and select movie events. ash’s influence on the sacred timeline will start small, but as he grows and begins to shape the world around him (sooner than he expects), the timeline will change. this shift will attract beings from both inside and outside the mcu. only monsters from the monster hunter universe will come through the rift—no npcs. also, these monsters are made of mana, not flesh, so unfortunately, no cool monster weapons, at least most of the time. ALSO MONSTERS WOULD VARY IN SIZE AND THEIR TRUE SIZE AND POWER MIGHT NOT MATCH UP TO THE ONES FROM THE MONSTER HUNTER UNIVERSE AND THERE IS A VERY GOOD REASON FOR THAT, I PROMISE, as for updates, they will be daily. as for the female, i still havent decided yet, but no Wanda(for obvious reason) and no scarlet witch.
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