The New Marvel

by Unchanined

New 52 Superman in the Marvel universe after he get turn to ash. ADOPTED as of July 2021 by three writers Hero100100 and Hector Flores will be working on their own version. While Bookwormjohnny2 will be continuing from where I left off after he do whatever edits. Thank you to all three of you who have shown such interest in this story!

1. Prologue 1

DC

Marvel

The Newest Marvel

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Prologue 1:

***Nothingness***

Ever wonder what was out there beyond the solar system? The galaxy? The universe itself? Millions of races in the universe are driven explore- other's to conquer. Yet… only a very select few truly know what lies beyond everything. Some would call these beings Gods or Primordial Beings, yet even beyond those there was others, the one common factor that binds all sentients together.

Death.

It was a constant throughout the realms of realities, through multiverses, through convergences and like all things, and over time it too took form.

Rarely does the living interest Death, but it has been known to happen from time to time. For out in the darkness, far away from the light of any universes, the entity known as Mistress Death found something very curious in her domain. It was a bright shining light in her sanctum.

Assuming a humanoid form, with a face some would say was beautiful, the Mistress of Death cup her hands around the small fragile light and was surprised. Very few things could surprise Death, only the Earthers have ever truly done so, but here, in her hand was something that was shocking indeed. This spirit was outside her purview, out of her entire realm there was no soul of his type in any existence. Searching some more, Mistress Death found something else, another power, around it, rejecting it. Expelling it from wherever it came from into her domain.

Mistress Death view the life of the being known as Kal- El- known on Earth as Clark Kent, and the hero known on his world as Superman. Death saw her other face on the very edges of this 'Superman' life, always coming closer to its end goal.

Nekron.

Yet, even Nekron's end goal was cheated from him as the soul of Superman was now in her hand. Something or someone had ejected the Last Son of Krypton completely from his reality. Looking at the Soul now, Mistress Death note that Nekron's stench was still fresh on it and heavy. She would need to erase it.

The only way to do that is to saturate this person soul with experience in her realm of reality. She would need to suppress his memories and powers, it would do no good for him to feel apart, he must consider himself a citizen of her marvelous domain. Then and only then, when he died will he belong to her completely.

Grabbing the soul, she sent it toward the planet known as Earth, more specifically the New York region.

The beginning

My Notes: So New Superman got a raw deal, I decided that if DC and John's didn't want him. I'll use him in the Marvel verse with a few tweaks. They can keep red underwear Superman.