Chapter 23 - I am Spider Tobey

Hi, if you've made it this far, congratulations! fireworks You've survived over 20,000 words of info dumping, but I believe those times are about to end... after a little more dumping... hehe, sorry.

Well, my name is Rekrap Retep, backward. In these 17 years of life, I've done thousands of things—after all, I had plenty of time and memory partitions with nothing to do.

Unfortunately, I could only talk about a few of the things I've done, and today, I intend to talk about my last big change in this world: Heroes.

Bored with thousands of useless materials and not wanting just a Spider-Man robot to save only New York, I decided to create thousands of heroes I knew.

Of course, I had to invent many heroes, but it was fun. The girls also helped, and we ended up creating some really fun heroes. Like one whose costume was half cat and half dog, called CatDog, with the ability to sniff out criminals from afar, enhanced speed, feline flexibility, always landing on his feet, and seven lives.

And that wasn’t even the worst. We made a lot of heroes; it was really fun. Every now and then, one of the girls would get inspired out of nowhere, rush over to me with the others, and we’d discuss what the hero would be like.

The girls were the only ones who knew the heroes were artificial. Not even Uncle Ben knew, and I wasn't about to tell him, knowing how much he loved heroes. Don't tell anyone, but Uncle Ben reminded me a lot of Izuku Midoriya when it came to heroes, hahaha. Aunt May thought this side of Ben was cute, while I found it really funny.

I gave emotions linked to their identities to the heroes' artificial intelligence, built their bodies with nanobots that perfectly simulate flesh and blood, along with their abilities. They only lacked a soul to truly live. Unfortunately, I still don't understand the concept of a soul, but I already have plans on how to achieve that.

With everything I did, they were already living their own stories on their own initiative. Of course, they saw me as their god-creator—kind of like in Overlord, where they’re the NPCs I created, and I’m Momonga.

Naturally, I left backups upon backups in case they ever rebel, but from what I've seen, the chances of that happening are close to zero.

Of course, even if it happens and the backups fail, I can instantly destroy them with the things I built.

But soon a problem arose. Some characters, like Superman, started feeling lonely—after all, his identity is tied to a civilization beyond Earth.

So I found myself with two options:

• I erase that part of his identity or simply order him to move on and forget about it.
   Or

• I create a Kryptonian civilization.

And of course, I chose the most fun option.

I picked an extremely distant planet and terraformed it. I never knew how many Kryptonians existed before their destruction, so I decided to follow Earth's model and created 7 billion Kryptonians, all with their yellow sun powers activated, hehe.

Then I checked my storage to see how much material I had used.

"Hey, AI Chip, how much material was spent on Operation Krypton?" I asked my AI.

[Beep Calculating... 0.0000000000000...0000000000000...000000001% of material was used. This is not the exact calculation, but it was considered that the host would be annoyed if more zeros were provided.] said AI Chip.

Honestly, I was already starting to get irritated after 30 seconds of it saying zeros at high speed.

"But why was so little spent? Did I accumulate so much without noticing?" I asked, curious.

[Beep Host, thousands of ships and other projects were designed during your first 12 years of life. Once materials became available, the Host began learning and designing extensively, things evolved, and the AI Chip was able to simulate previously incomplete plans due to lack of data.
 Although the Host is aware of these things, you only check the material stock for new elements and interesting things but never look at the quantity.
 After several advancements, our ships are now even faster and more efficient. We have already explored and mined the entire Milky Way. By order of the Host, this was done sustainably, without harming the spatial environment.]

"Huh, I see... wait, if we've already left the Milky Way, I should have found Venom by now. Looks like my theory that he's not native to this universe is correct. I guess I'll have to wait until I’m 23 for him to arrive—only then will my own body have superpowers.

So I must be ready to allow Venom to enter my universe—after all, my desire lets me manage who enters and leaves my universe.

Oh right, we were talking about heroes! Well, then I started creating civilizations on other planets. Of course, I only made the ones I liked—the ones I didn’t like, I simply erased from the heroes' personalities and left them as Earthlings who gained superpowers.

In fact, the robots began forming relationships with other people—whether friendships or romances. Even though I gave them bodies with hormones and minds that process emotions, I still found it curious that they developed friendship and passion. I think the world itself is giving them souls, probably something like Vision being rebuilt in WandaVision. Well, I don’t mind, because I’ve confirmed that their loyalty still lies with me.

So I continued my happy life and let them be happy in theirs.

Oh yeah, I also formed teams, so in this world, we have the Avengers, the Justice League... and many others too, hahaha.

Well, that’s it for the info dump—starting now, the real story begins.