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Dragon Ball In Marvel

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Smith Dole arrived in the Marvel Cinematic Universe with the seven wish-granting Dragon Balls. Suddenly, he’s thrown into a chaotic world full of heroes, villains, and endless battles. With the power to grant any wish, the Dragon Balls make him a target—and he has no choice but to navigate this dangerous new reality. However, there’s a catch. Smith doesn’t know why he’s here or what he’s supposed to do with such power. His presence is stirring forces beyond his control, and the universe around him is changing in ways no one expected. "Why is HYDRA hunting me? Why does Captain America want to use the Dragon Balls? And what does Thanos really want from all this?"
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Chapter 1 - The Birth of GOD!

Marvel Cinematic Universe Non-Sacred Timeline

–New York Assassin Brotherhood HQ, The Textile Mill

Sloan stood alone in the Loom of Fate chamber, checking for new targets. Through the magnifying glass, fresh symbols emerged. As he decrypted the code, a single name appeared:

Sloan.

Stunned, he muttered, "Impossible… how could it be me? The Loom must be wrong…" But he quickly corrected himself: "The Loom of Fate never makes mistakes."

Glancing around to ensure no one else was present, he cut out the fabric bearing his name. The Brotherhood's code dictated he should end his life, but Sloan hesitated he didn't want to die.

Suddenly, a beam of light from space streaked toward Earth. Within it was an infant, encircled by seven glowing Dragon Balls. The light tore through the textile mill's roof and struck Sloan, killing him instantly.

Boom!

The shockwave shattered the Loom. The Dragon Balls shot outward, turning to stone as they scattered across the globe.

Upstairs, X, Cross, the Apothecary, and others heard the blast.

"Sloan? Sloan!"

Rushing in, they found a gaping hole in the ceiling, Sloan's lifeless body gripping fabric, and at the center of the wreckage—a baby.

The Apothecary gasped. "My god… what happened?"

Cross checked Sloan's pulse. "He's gone." He gently removed the cloth from Sloan's hand.

Conference Room

The Brotherhood's leaders gathered. The Gunsmith opened: "What did we find?"

Mr. X answered, "The Loom is destroyed. Sloan's dead."

The Butcher asked, "Who attacked us?"

Cross replied, "No one."

He placed a file on the table with the cloth and decoded name. The group leaned in.

"God…"

"No way…"

"Sloan's name?"

Mr. X said, "Even in death, he didn't let go."

Silence followed, broken by the Apothecary:

"That child… he ended the Brotherhood's past and made Sloan's decision for him. A holy child."

Cross nodded. "He does feel heaven-sent."

Mr. X said, "Let's name him Smith Dole… and give him the title: GOD."

Cross frowned. "GOD? You expect a lot from him."

The Gunsmith added, "Hope he can handle it…"

But the Butcher brought focus back:

"The Loom is gone. What now?"

Mr. X said, "Suspend all missions. Recall everyone. We'll decide our path later."

Cross countered: "Yes, recall our people—but going forward, we judge evil ourselves. We don't need the Loom to know right from wrong."

The Gunsmith smirked. "So we become Captain America?"

Mr. X nodded. "Maybe. It's worth considering."

And so, the Brotherhood agreed: they would raise and train Smith Dole. The child who destroyed the Loom, finished its final task, and arrived cloaked in mystery might one day become the GOD of the Assassin Brotherhood.