There was a cosmic crystal involved. It's also how I survived. I stabbed a shard of it into the chest of a guy made of nuclear energy. Apparently that was a bad thing.
Not so much for me. My world's brimming with superhumans. Less so now that the Scarlet Witch wiped out mutants, which I'm absolutely going to have words with her about, but even then we've got a lot.
I didn't for awhile. I used to brood about everything. Dwelling didn't get me anywhere, so these days I pretty much just shrug most stuff off.