Marvel: Tony Stark's Journey in the Omniverse

As I begin to understand my abilities more, a realization hits me—one that changes everything. My teleportation powers don't just allow me to travel to random universes outside the Marvel one; they let me reach places I am intimately familiar with. Doctor Who was my first clue, but now that I've had time to reflect, the implications are staggering. If I can travel to "fictional" universes I know, then that means I have access to their science, technology, artifacts, weapons, armor, spaceships, and, most importantly, methods to enhance my powers.

This revelation sets my mind ablaze with possibilities. Imagine the technological leaps I could make with the right resources. The TARDIS alone is proof that I can interact with and acquire things from these worlds. However, there is one glaring limitation: I can only bring back objects roughly the size of a briefcase. Maybe a suit of personal armor, but larger objects? No chance, at least not yet. This limitation seems to be directly linked to my psychic energy so with time that should change.

That gives me a few potential solutions:

Increase my psychic power so that I can teleport larger objects. Find a workaround—perhaps technology or magic that expands my carrying capacity or shrink the items I bring. Utilize the Space Stone or other spatial manipulation technology to ferry larger things through dimensions.

The Space Stone seems like the best solution. It is literal space energy in condensed form, meaning it could expand my range and carrying capacity. But that presents a new problem: if I keep stealing things from different realities, I might develop kleptomania. I've already yoinked the Doctor's sonic screwdriver, and it's a slippery slope from there.

No, I need to be careful. If I want to keep bringing back technology and artifacts, I need a legitimate reason for my parents to trust my knowledge. Otherwise, they'll start getting suspicious when I conveniently return with groundbreaking technology every time I disappear.

That means I need a cover story.

I could claim that my powers allow me to tap into the knowledge of the Omniverse—that the information isn't something I "remember" but rather something I access through my abilities. That would give me the excuse to keep drawing from my knowledge of Marvel, Star Wars, Stargate, and countless other worlds without making it seem like I'm just reading off a Wikipedia page.

The key here is long-term sustainability. I need my parents, and eventually the world, to accept that my knowledge is an extension of my abilities. If I do it right, I can even frame it as a form of cosmic intuition, something that allows me to perceive universal truths rather than just dump out pop culture references at will.

But that's only part of the problem. The real issue is convincing my parents to let me use this knowledge in tandem with my abilities at my age. Howard is a scientist and an innovator, but he's also cautious. Maria, while more emotionally driven, will be concerned about how dangerous this could be.

If I introduce the idea that my abilities not only let me teleport but also grant me insight into the workings of the universe and I frame it as a way to secure our future, Howard will have no choice but to support me. He already has his hands in advanced energy research and weapons development; if I can show him that my knowledge could push those fields forward, he'll be hooked.

Of course, this comes with risks. The moment people realize I have access to other universes, powerful factions will try to control me. S.H.I.E.L.D. will want oversight, Hydra will try to weaponize me, and God knows what other entities will take an interest. I need contingencies.

That means building a power base now. Recruiting minds like Anton Vanko, Reed Richards, and Victor Von Doom isn't just about creating a League of Science—it's about ensuring I have people I can trust before the world realizes what I can do.

For now, though, step one is clear: convince my parents, refine my teleportation, and prepare for the greatest technological goldmine in history.

The Omniverse is waiting for me, and I intend to take full advantage of it.