[Illsyore’s point of view]

The recently discovered planet Gandava of Sector Chopani was supposed to be a lifeless world where no life forms were detected. The scout drones that were sent here reported as nothing more than a useless hunk of rock in the middle of space with no useful resource whatsoever. However, who would have expected that this entire system housed a Dyson Sphere Megastructure possibly built by an ancient species that was now extinct as the result of their own artificial creations going rogue?

[Illsyore’s point of view]

In a galaxy far far away, in a Universe maybe not so far but not so close either, I ended up holding for dear life on the outer platting of what I believed was an Imperial-class Star Destroyer... Now, how did I know this? Well, in my previous life, while I was a recluse for the most part, I was no stranger to Sci-Fi and definitely not completely oblivious to the most popular franchises out there. However, if there was one in which I would have wanted to drop... this was not it, STAR WARS WAS NOT IT!

[Illsyore’s point of view]

Spider-man was running across the rooftops side by side with me. At times, he used his web to pull himself across, while other time he nimbly parkour over the obstacles. Meanwhile, I was just jumping from one ledge to another, but I tried my best not to damage the rooftops.

“So, this guy you told me we were going to meet. Is he some sort of weirdo?” I asked.

“Who? Tony Stark? He’s not a weirdo, although many do say he is, but that man’s a genius, probably one of the smartest humans on this planet.” Spider-man replied as he stopped on top of the edge of the building in front of me.

“Genius? So, he dabbles with science thingies, right?” I asked.

[Illsyore’s point of view]

“Just try to have fun...” someone said to me.

Who was this strange individual, I had no idea, but I had the feeling I was forgetting something else, something particularly important? Did it had something to do with my Magic Academy?

No, it did not feel like it...

I tried to open my eyes, to get up and maybe ask my wives what was going on.

“It’s sunny outside...” I said as I lifted my hand up to protect myself from the warm rays.

“MOVE IT, YOU PIECE OF TRASH!” some rowdy fellow shouted and then honked his horn.