My mother gave birth to me just fine. We live in Chicago, Illinois.
We're an average household. We're not rich nor poor, but just enough to afford what we need. There are three of us in the house: me, my mother, and my grandmother.
My mother's name is Daphne Grace Vale, and my grandmother's name is Chloe Nora Hayes. The name Vale comes from my grandfather's side because they didn't have money to get married and decided to postpone the wedding. When Grace was 4 years old, the old man died, and Nora has remained unmarried to this day.
She refused to get married.
My mother got pregnant with me at the age of 16. She tried to abort the unborn baby when she was 3 weeks pregnant and succeeded with the abortion. Her mother didn't find out she was pregnant until 7 weeks later, when she fainted, and her mother took her to the doctor.
The doctor told them she fainted because she wasn't eating enough food when she was 10 weeks pregnant. She freaked out when she found out and told the doctor she had an abortion.
Her mother was shocked that she was pregnant and had even had an abortion without telling her. Grace asked the doctor if she could have another abortion, which caused her to have an argument with her mother. The doctor didn't say anything and waited for her mother to permit the abortion.
Nora accepted in anger as she slapped her daughter's face and stormed out of the doctor's office. Grace had an abortion, and it succeeded.
When she returned home that day, her mother got angry at her, and they had a big argument. Two weeks later, she returned to the same doctor's office for a checkup because she got sick from time to time.
The doctor told her she was 12 weeks pregnant. The doctor was surprised because she had performed the abortion herself, and it had succeeded, but Grace was still pregnant. Grace demanded another abortion, and the doctor performed it.
Her mother refused to talk to her.
After 3 weeks, she saw that her belly was getting bigger and bigger and realized that she was still pregnant. She went to her boyfriend to tell him about what happened, but he denied the child and eventually left her for another woman.
She eventually told her mother that she was still pregnant with the child. She told her everything.
Nora said she'll help her raise her child.
After I was born, things started to get complicated. Nora and Grace were short on money to afford everything, especially the baby's necessities.
Nora worked as a cleaner at Roxxon Energy Corporation, which wasn't paying much, but the pay was enough. Half of her wages went to paying the bills, and the other half went to buying food.
Grace dropped out of school and decided to work part-time at a supermarket, which didn't pay well but paid enough to buy the baby's diapers and formula.
We lived just like any other household.
My mother got into debt by borrowing from a loan shark because no bank would lend her money. My grandmother got angry at her for making that decision because it was a very bad one.
We could have just lived normally without the involvement of a loan shark. Loan sharks came from time to time to demand payment from us, which never ended. Grace would get beaten up from time to time.
I made a friend named Maria. She's 2 years younger than me, and she seemed weird. We grew up together.
I started going to kindergarten, and there was a kid who was hated there. I didn't even know why he was hated until I found out he could see through walls, and he was hated because of that.
That's when I found out which world I was in. I went to the library to look at history. Everyone found me weird when I asked to look at history at the library.
I found out that the year before I was born, there was an explosion in one of the factories, and a bunch of people died. Some were killed by a bear.
I found out this is the Marvel world and not Kevin Feige's Earth-199999.
It might be Kevin Feige's Earth-199999 since my friend is Maria Hill, but it might not be since there are mutants who are hated here.
Apparently, there's the X-Men, who were formed in 1962. That means it was probably the events of First Class.
I found out that there's no S.H.I.E.L.D. in this world, which is not surprising, but it was dumb for me to look for them. If it was that easy to find them, then they'd be a bad spy organization.
I've got a photographic memory. When I found out I was in the Marvel Universe, with a 90% chance that it's Earth-616, I started reading books.
Books written by Albert Einstein, Max Planck, Niels Bohr, Richard Feynman, Johann Beckmann, Charles Darwin, Gregor Mendel, Aristotle, Antonie van Leeuwenhoek, Louis Pasteur, Rosalind Franklin, James Watson, Francis Crick, Carl Linnaeus, Howard Stark, Hank Pym, Bolivar Trask, and many more.
Aristotle's work mostly covered the biology of Greece, which was not fully explored because people viewed it as unrelated, but I still read it.
Maria started to see me as boring to be around, and Alan, the kid who could see through walls, saw me as a weirdo.
I befriended Alan. I don't know why, but I just did.
He's fun to hang around with. I started to try to create an AI when I was 10 years old because I understood the mechanics of developing it.
I kept failing and failing and failing and failing.
In school, I made sure to score 50% on all my subjects. I was scared of Hydra or any evil organization that would try to use me.
Grace found out I was purposely scoring 50% on all my subjects, and she beat me a lot. I wasn't angry that she beat me with a belt but glad that she did.
After she beat me, I still scored Cs & Bs on purpose. She bought me a computer when I was 8 because she found out I was reading about electronics.
I still hung out with Maria and Alan. Eventually, they started calling us the Combination of Boredom.
They called us that because we always appeared bored in what we did. As a matter of fact, in what I did.
Alan would just hang out with me and decide to read. Maria decided to sign up for fighting.
It had been 2 years since I tried to develop an AI, which I kept failing at. I developed some other applications with the OS I created since Android hadn't been created yet.
There was already Apple Inc., but iOS hadn't been invented yet. So, I developed my own operating system and called it Hidden Source, which can run on any system.
The apps were easy to create. Creating an AI is easy, but creating a sentient one is harder. I don't want to create something like Ultron, like Hank Pym.
I decided to design a phone, which I decided to name Five Stars, Oseong. Yes, I named it in Korean like the three stars.
In middle school, there was a competition with other schools, and we had to travel to that location.
We went to Queens.
We met a kid about our age who wanted to be a pastor after he finished school. Frank was really weird.
He said his name was Frank Castiglione, which was surprising because at first I thought he was Frank Castle, but the name didn't match.
Anyway, the competition was about math and history. I went there because everyone in school realized I was purposely scoring half on all my subjects. At first, they all thought it was a coincidence, but as time went on, they realized that I was purposely scoring half.
Anyway, we won the competition.
It was our last year in junior high. Alan and I thought we should try something stupid: drinking. We drank a lot, and Maria joined us.
Mrs. Elizabeth found out and told my mother about it. Mrs. Elizabeth is Maria's mother, Elizabeth Hill.
My mother beat the hell out of a 14-year-old. My mother was 30 years old when she beat me up, and my grandmother was 52 years old. My grandmother gave birth to my mother when she was 22 years old.
The following year, which was 1995, I finished building my AI, which I called Sentient Personal Assistant & Cognitive Engine, or S.P.A.C.E. for short.
Since it's the year 1995, that means Carol is going to crash here, or she already crashed. It doesn't matter because it happens in California.
SPACE can do almost anything so far. It's the same as F.R.I.D.A.Y. or better than it. I asked about the information on S.H.I.E.L.D., and apparently the current director is R. Keller.
When I was in my sophomore year, Maria said we should do it, and we did.
It was good, very good.
In my project of building a phone, I failed a lot. I named my first project Oseong Void A01 up to A30, then I moved to B01 up to B30, and so on.
I created a website for Oseong. Oseong is a legal company that is in debt by itself. I asked SPACE if she could steal £0.01 from every transaction ever made in the world and deposit it into Oseong Corporation as equity or capital.
I'm making $144 million per month, and it's legalized in the books of Oseong, but it's really in my pocket.
I went to scrapyards to look for parts to make my phone. I took every part that could make a phone and assembled them together. It was easy to assemble them with the help of SPACE.
I decided to create a hologram with the help of SPACE. Grace and Nora knew that I had created an AI because I showed it to them when I first succeeded.
I finished creating the hologram and installed it in every corner of the house with a bunch of speakers.
I remembered something. I looked for the footage of the deaths of Howard Stark and Maria Stark, who died in 1991. I kept the footage and deleted the rest in the entire world so Stark wouldn't find it.
It's not a good thing to do, but I want to avoid unnecessary trouble. I'll just sit down and talk to him if I ever meet him.
I kept having sex with Maria, and her parents caught us cuddling one time, which was the worst, but it was not worse than the time my mother and grandmother caught me in the morning holding my dick because I fell asleep masturbating. That was not a good time.
Anyway, Mrs. Elizabeth and my mother had a sit-down conversation to talk about us. They both came to the conclusion that they should let us continue to date.
Alan had a girlfriend too, or more like girlfriends.
I kept training with Maria in hand-to-hand combat, and it was fun. I didn't want to at first, but Maria kept insisting, and I ended up getting beaten down by her most of the time because she'd been training since she was 9 years old.
Anyway, I created JBOD. You know, Just a Bunch of Disks. I created high-density storage servers that could hold up to 1 petabyte of storage and created NAS. The NAS box wasn't that big or that small; it was the same size as a six-pack of beer.
Armin Zola tried to attack SPACE, but she came out on top. SPACE tried to eliminate Armin Zola, but he kept escaping. SPACE decided to classify my profile from all information.
If someone tries to look me up, I'll get a notification, and they'll only get something like this.
[SUBJECT: FELIX COLE VALE
CLASSIFICATION: CLASSIFIED
CONTAINMENT: INEFFECTIVE
RISK LEVEL: EXISTENTIAL
CONFIDENTIAL LEVEL: A.P.E.X
Absolute Protected Executive X-clearance
PERMISSION: NONE
FINAL ADVISORY: ABORT ALL.]
It's not like people would see that information all the time. They can see some basic information.
FULL NAME: FELIX COLE VALE
DATE OF BIRTH: AUGUST 18, 1980
SPOUSE: NONE
JOB: DIRECTOR OF OSEONG CORPORATION (100% SHAREHOLDER)
NET WORTH: $864 MILLION.
After the founding of Oseong Corporation, I had no money for the entire 6 months before I came up with that idea, which made me $864 million in 6 months.
On July 25, 1997, the IRS came to my home because I failed to pay taxes for the company. Grace and Nora were scared when they heard that the IRS was looking for me. When I got back from school, I found everyone waiting for me at home.
I was walking with Maria when I arrived. Sometimes I walk with Alan, but for the past few days, he's been walking with his girlfriends.
Maria saw the situation and wanted to leave, but my mother pulled her in.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Vale. My name is Max, and this is my partner, Susan," the man said as he looked at me.
"Okay. This is my girlfriend, Maria, and you have already met my mother and grandmother," I said to them as I gestured to Maria.
"Okay, Mr. Vale. We are from the IRS, and it appears you haven't paid any tax, Mr. Vale," Susan said.
"What tax, Phil? What are they talking about?" my mother said to me. My mother calls me Phil, a nickname for Felix.
"We already sent you an email to your account 3 weeks ago," Max said to me.
"I haven't checked it. Can I check it now?" I said to them, and I was permitted to check the email. There was already a computer in the living room, and I just checked it in front of them.
Just like they said, there was already an email sent to me from the IRS.
"I'm sorry. Indeed, you did send an email."
"Okay, Mr. Vale. It appears you haven't paid the annual tax for your company," Max said to me.
"Company? What company?" my mother said in surprise, and everyone looked at me.
"About that, I hadn't made an income in 6 months after the founding of it. So, I thought I should wait until it became stable."
"Mr. Vale, we saw that because you kept sending monthly journals to the IRS. You need to combine all your net worth and pay the tax, which is 14.5%," Max said to me as he handed me the file.
"I'll do that. I'll send you the payment by the end of tonight, Mr. and Miss."
"Enjoy your afternoon, Mr. Vale and everyone," Max and Susan said as they stood up, shook our hands, and left.
If the tax is 14.5%, then I have to pay them $125.3 million. Damn, that's daylight theft, and now I'm left with $738.7 million.