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As soon as the editor, Yixin, heard Meng Fan's request to review and approve the newly created work, his eyes lit up immediately.
The last two Meng Fan's serialized comics performed really well on the Penguin Animation Network. And Meng Fan was still his junior! But these two comics hanging under his name didn't really have much to do with him, hehe.
Needless to say, "Guide to Campus RoMANce" was over and had not been signed yet. If the contract wasn't signed, the website will definitely not spend resources to promote it. Naturally, it also won't get any copyright. Contrary to what one may expect, there is profit, but it's all in gratuities — and if the gratuities are high, one can get some money.
As for "There's a Spirit Underground", whether it was clicks, recommendations, or sales, they were all extremely abundant during this period. The sales scores, especially, have been hanging on the top of the best-selling list for a long time. But this comic was directly linked to the copyright department, and it had little to do with his editor-in-chief. Talking about gains, as far as Yixin is concerned, its results were the best among the popular best-selling comics.
However, even though these two comics have little to do with him, Yixin still cares about his junior very much, so he will sign his next comic.
It wasn't only his opinion that in terms of painting skills and style, he was well-known in the industry as the top of the top. It was not an exaggeration to say that even if Meng Fan's next comic — given that it is an original and not an adaptation — will have a plot as crappy as a piece of shit, his drawings will still be fiery!
Just like "Guide to Campus RoMANce." The plot was really average, but one cannot resist the great painting skills. No need to even mention the amount of clicks on the cover on the website. Reportedly, many people purchase physical books only because they have a good-looking protagonist and a beautiful cover.
With Meng Fan's painting skills and a little help in writing scripts from some screenwriters, it will become a hot topic in a split second.
Yixin had talked with Meng Fan before and knew that Meng Fan was working on an original comic. Of course, all along he's been waiting to sign up Meng Fan's next work. Not to mention the profits, Yixin obviously hoped to get his hands on the chance to distribute a best-selling comic.
And now, he finally got it!
It's just that when he looked at the back-end, there was only a title and a cover, without any content whatsoever.
He couldn't help the curiosity and asked Meng Fan about it, then he felt the urge to curse.
Where is the content to match the title!
Is this lousy title everything you have to show?!
He asked once again, feeling more panicked. He told Meng Fan that this time he should sign the contract and assured Meng Fan that he would strive for the best conditions for him, but Meng Fan still wasn't convinced.
However, after a moment Meng Fan finally said that if he decides to act on it, Penguin surely will be his first choice.
OK, it's not rubbish. Everything started here; it definitely is the first choice.
At that moment, Yixin was itching to rush to Hangzhou to find Meng Fan and have a good chat, but when he heard that Meng Fan was in Japan... For real...
Can't afford it.
After hanging up the phone, he quickly finished the review.
After reviewing, Yixin habitually opened the comic page to make sure that the review brought success.
A book title and a cover.
Annoyed, he summarized: "This is my first original comic. The upload date is yet to be determined." 
Fun!
Yixin clicked on the "X" button, closing the web page. He stood up and left to make a cup of tea with chrysanthemum and wolfberry in order to calm his nerves, and then sat back in his seat. An editor sitting next to him suddenly gasped in surprise: "Tuck me, ten million in gratuities!"
"What ten million?"
"For the comic!"
Large rewards were broadcasted on the website. In the case of Qidian Chinese Online, it required millions for a reward to be publicized — if you use the app, there will be a treasure box floating — and in the case of Penguin Animation Network, 100,000 is enough to get broadcasted. Of course, if it was worth millions, the broadcasting time will be much longer, and the frequency will also be greater.
There haven't been many rewards for Penguin Animation Network. The 100,000 rewards have happened. Only one one-million reward has been donated so far. Up to date, the reward worth ten million Penguin Coins has not yet occurred.
Until now.
Ten million Penguin Coins equals one hundred Huaxia currency!
"Who's the editor of this "Legend of the Mountains and Seas?" Awesome job!"
"Holy cow, Meng Fan?! This one is Yixin's, right?"
"Meng Fan is publishing a new comic? When?"
"Ah, looks like it's a new project. It has nothing but the cover!"
"Come on, again? Is the site still repeating the broadcast?"
"Yixin, what's the matter?"
All the editors who crowded inside the office looked toward Yixin, but Yixin was dumbstruck. How the duck was he supposed to know what's going on?
He logged in to check and then became even more dumbfounded, as it was Meng Fan's own account that rewarded millions of Penguin Coins to "Legend of the Mountains and Seas!"
Was it an error in the system?
Or did Meng Fan go mad?
No!
It wasn't ten million; it was twenty million!
"Shoot, another golden treasure chest appears!"
An editor next to him checked the app and cried: "Another one, one more, a few more in a row!"
Has the system actually broken down?
Yixin kept violently refreshing the website, but the comic page was loading very slowly. After successfully refreshing the site for a few times, the 20 million announcement was still there.
"Check the back-end!"
Yixin checked the back-end and saw that there have been ten rewards, each worth 10 million.
"Stop, there are no more treasure chests."
"Yixin, look again! How many 10 million rewards have been there in total?"
Yixin refreshed the back-end again, and saw ten times 10 million, that is, 100 million Penguin Coins, which equaled a whole million Huaxia coins.
Yixin was dumbfounded, as were the other editors.
What the duck was it all about?
The one million and ten million rewards appeared in the app. All the app users can see them and many people will grab the treasure chests. After opening them, they will get some coupons, experience and even Penguin Coins. Of course, you need to collect the comic before opening the treasure chest.
Ten gold treasure chests in a flash made "Legends of the Mountains and Seas," which had only a title and a cover, reach the number of more than 200,000 readers.
"I'm a bit confused."
Yixin drank a large mouthful of chrysanthemum wolfberry tea, and then hurriedly called Meng Fan.
"Junior Meng, just now, a lot of rewards have emerged for your new comic. The rewarding user is your account. Are they really your own rewards?"
"Yeah."
After the wave of operations, Meng Fan has finished the [Collector of Millions] mission, obtained the title and most importantly the attributes. Now he had +15 points in Scriptwriting and in Setting, and +34 points in Drawing Skills! After smoothly completing the task, he was in a great mood.
Yixin heard Meng Fan casually admit the fact and continued feeling puzzled. He couldn't understand it.
"Umm, but why did you do that?"
"Can't I reward myself?" Meng Fan asked. "I think I drew pretty well."
Yixin was speechless.
"But have you finished drawing? What, is this million yuan for a cover only? You, you can reward yourself, but what's the point in giving money to the website?"
"Nevertheless, it serves as motivation from me to me," Meng Fan laughed. "Anyway, I see that after giving out the rewards, I got several hundred thousand readers. Whatever then, it's the promotion expenses."
Meng Fan couldn't explain it to Yixin. He could just say he didn't need to explain himself to anyone. Anyway, his explanation was unclear. Everyone could interpret it however they wanted. After a while, he said he needs to take care of something, and then he hung up.
Yixin looked at his colleagues and shrugged helplessly.
"Don't look at me. I understand nothing!"


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

"Don't you know that you are the best painter on our website now. You are the master!" Ye Qianqian said, her mood obviously getting more and more excited. "I felt very shocked when I heard that you were living in the city center. I wanted to find you several times, but I couldn't find an excuse. Holy crap, you actually came to my house by yourself, ah!"
Yu Lili looked at her speechlessly, holding her head. "What do you mean by coming to your house by myself..."
"Of course, you have no idea how the people will admire you when they see you. Jesus, you were walking around in front of me every day." Ye Qianqian grabbed Yu Lili's hand with her eyes shining, and she asked, "However, is this really your first work? The style of painting seems so mature, doesn't it?"
"Yes, it's my first work." Yu Lili was kind of scared because Ye Qianqian grabbed her hand with a light touch, just like a lesbian. She subconsciously took her hand back and explained, "Maybe because I usually like to draw things like illustrations. To some extent, I don't think it's particularly hard to draw..."
"No!" Ye Qianqian yelled, shaking her head. "Illustrations and comics are not the same concept at all. It's like a novel and an essay. How can you compare them! Just the setting of the story and the style of the painting are totally different from others! However, well... comparisons are odious! I also looked at the flow of your comics a few days ago. When you receive your first payment, it will be at least a six-figure number!"
Yu Lili was suddenly sobered; it was too hard to believe what Ye Qianqian had just said. "No way! That's too much?"
"Yeah, yeah, you finally get it! Our new website is also promising!" Ye Qianqian's face was full of envy. She walked to Yu Lili's bed, lay down, and said, "But why can't I be famous when I paint? I used to paint..."
"As a hunter for talent painters, you are greater than a painter. Don't give up; you will definitely find even more talented artists in the future, and your commission will be tremendous."
"Yeah. If your payment is high, then my commission will be high as well. Well, I feel much better. Let's go shopping."
Yu Lili looked at Ye Qianqian sleepily and said, "I am so tired; I didn't sleep well last night. I have to go to sleep after drawing for a while."
"All right. You sleep for two hours, and then let's go shopping."
Yu Lili: "…"
"It's one o'clock now, so you go to sleep, and I will wake you up at three o'clock," said Ye Qianqian.
"Sister, I have no money. I haven't received my payment yet!" Yu Lili said.
"Well, I will lend you some money. Anyway, the company will pay your salary tomorrow, and pay the contribution fee the day after tomorrow. You are such a rich woman, let's go."
…
Finally, Ye Qianqian was so enthusiastically persuasive that Yu Lili didn't even sleep. She got up and went shopping with Ye Qianqian.
The place where Ye Qianqian shopped was not the same place where she used to shop with Su Qianci. Relatively speaking, Ye Qianqian's shopping place was more cost-effective.
Many of the clothes were stylish, but they weren't expensive. Yu Lili shopped with Ye Qianqian for the entire afternoon, and Ye Qianqian returned with lots of goods, while Yu Lili only picked out a few things.
Of course, the money was from Ye Qianqian, and all of the things that she bought cost only 500 yuan.


In her previous lifetime, they had married for five years. He meant everything to her, but she was thrown away like an old shoe. 

After her rebirth, she gave him a divorce contract preemptively— 
“Divorce after one year, the terms of the contract are as follows: husband and wife shall not share a room or bed. Intimacy forbidden?” 
he raised his eyebrow. 

Who knew that after she got drunk one day, leaning on the headboard, he rested his deep-set eyes on her. "You broke the contract, Mrs, Li."

A few weeks passed since then. It was now the middle of October, and autumn was in full force. Alexa and Bretton acted like best friends again, at least at school anyways. It was almost like they never stopped being friends. A lot of people didn't like the amount of attention Alexa received from Bretton and most began to distance away from her whenever possible.
Today, Alexa walked through the front door of the school with a smile. She wore her normal school attire, except she sported it with stockings and some leg warmers. Her hair was braided over her right shoulder with a purple ribbon twisted in with her hair. 
Alexa pulled her drawing book to her chest. Alexa was waiting for Bretton, so they could eat breakfast together. "Maybe I came a little too early," She said to herself in a whisper as she looked around the school halls. She was standing in front of the library placing her back to the wall. Lauren was the first to show with the normal giggles and hugs. "Hey Lexa, you're early. Did you come to help in the library?"Lauren asked, pointing to the door. 
Alexa smiled and shook her head, "Actually, I'm meeting Bretton for breakfast."Lauren grinned, nudging her lightly," Has he asked you out yet?" Alexa blushed deep red pressing her finger to her lips."Don't speak nonsense."Lauren smiled hugging her again, "You're so cute when you're embarrassed. Maybe, that's why he liked you from the get-go," She gigged as Alexa smacked her playfully in the arm.
Sighing, Alexa looked at her. "I thought you were my friend. You're supposed to help me out of jams, not put me in them."She said with a playful, mad face and an added giggle.
"Jams are good, especially on muffins," Bretton's voice rang out as he popped out of nowhere.
Quickly spinning on her heels, Alexa turned to look at him, "Morning."Lauren laughed, "Have fun," She waved, walking into the library. Bretton looked at Alexa, "She could have came to."Alexa smiled and shook her head, "No, It's fine. She helps out in the library most mornings."
Bretton smiled and held out his hand for her to take, which she did. They both smiled at each other and began to walk towards the lunchroom. Bretton, catching her up about things and Alexa telling him about her plans to enter a contest/ scholarship program for mangakas in japan. 
"Bretton!" A voice called out as they rounded the corner. This voice made Bretton quickly let go of Alexa's hand. "Marcus? What are you doing here? Didn't you finish school?"Bretton said while sending hand signals to Alexa, but all Alexa could do was stand there.
Marcus looked past Bretton to Alexa, "Is she following you again?"He asked, clicking his tongue." Bretton blinked and turned his head to Alexa. "Sorry we will meet later, I promise I'll make it up to you." He said to her, BUT speaking in Korean. At first Alexa was surprised then she was suddenly glad she learned Korean from her dad.
Thinking of something quick. She had to make it seem like she was mad. Sooooo Alexa was saying the first things that came to her mind in a sassy way. "Don't let this ass control you, oh… and you are way sexier than him…"She said in Korean, rather loudly before turning and stomping her feet as she walked off. Once she made it around the corner, she smirked and flipped her hair over her shoulder heading to the library.
When it finally sank in, Bretton let out a small laugh watching as Alexa strutted off. Marcus watched Bretton then sighed. "Is this why you missed our rehearsal session?" Bretton was lost in confusement. What has Alexa done to make Marcus dislike her so much? Bretton tilted his head, "What do you mean? Alexa had nothing to do with it, all she does lately is cuss me out in korean," He let out a chuckle. Marcus raised an eerie brow," Really? Then what did she say?"Bretton put his hand on the back of his head and walked down the halls."She called me an ass and some very extensive words I'd rather not repeat," He explained, flipping the words a bit.
Marcus chuckled, "What did you do to her that made her follow and cuss at you?"Bretton shrugged, "I didn't give her a reason on why I ended our friendship two years ago." he said calmly but looked at Marcus with a serious gaze.
Marcus looked at him with a smug face, "Well, we did fine without her."Bretton sighed glancing in his direction."But why should I still avoid her? We already got signed."He stated, raising a brow. He always wanted to ask Marcus this.
Shrugging, Marcus sighed, "Be friends with her… I don't care, but don't let her get in the way of rehearsals. Also, remember the contract states that we can't have romantic relations. It can mess up the image with the fans," He said, placing a hand on Bretton's shoulder. "Don't mess this up for just a girl," He said before walking away without another word.
Bretton was so confused by Marcus; He was so hot and cold with the subject of Alexa. Letting out a sigh, Bretton shrugged mumbling in Korean, "What he doesn't know won't hurt him."Bretton turned and quickly began to look around for Alexa, but before he could find her the first bell rang. Grumbling, Bretton kicked the floor in defeat before heading to class. He would find her after.
When the first class ended, Bretton rushed through the halls to find Alexa. When he laid eyes on her, he smirked. Quickly sneaking up behind her, he grabbed her hand pulling her under the stairs, out of view. He pulled her close and quickly pecked a kiss on her lips.
Alexa stood speechless, her eyes darted to Brettons. Just as she was going to speak Bretton swiftly pecked her lips again and again. 
Alexa quickly covered her lips turning away from Bretton. "Bretton! What are you thinking?"She asked. Her face was glowing bright red.
Bretton was leaning in to steal another kiss but Alexa quickly moved away, with a small giggle," We are going to be late for class."As Alexa spoke, the bell rang. Alexa blushed and quickly kissed his cheek. "Now get to class…"She said in Korean before running away, down the hall.
Bretton grinned and gently touched his cheek where Alexa kissed him. He smiled ear to ear and walked to class.
Alexa got to AP Chemistry and sat next to Lauren, pulling out her books. Lauren looked over at Alexa and gave a Cheshire grin. "OOOoooo… Girl, You got it bad…"She said playfully. Alexa looked at Lauren clearing her throat. "W-what are you talking about?" She looked in the opposite direction then back at her. "Got what bad?" Lauren giggled and scooted a bit closer. "You, my girl, are in L.O.V.E." She spelled out Love with a grin watching Alexa turn red and hide her face.
Alexa shook her head. "N-no… It's not… I don't even know what love is," She muttered.
Lauren dramatically sighed falling onto the chem table. "Alexa, You've read and made so many mangas about Love. Everything you're going through is just like in the mangas," She said dreamingly with a giggle. "You'll realize it."She stopped for a second before popping her head up quickly. "Oh yea! I found a website where you can publish comics and manga. It's a different format but it might be helpful in gaining viewers and gaining attention."Lauren stated as she jotted down the website."Just look through the comics there. You may want to try it."
Alexa looked over the paper and smiled nodding. "I like it! I'll def. Check it out," She smiled then turned to the front of the class beginning to pay attention as the teacher spoke.

After a rough start on life Alexa and her mother finally made it home to her father Alex. Creating a huge family and a peaceful life. Well... Somewhat. 

Alexa's life is in a state of peace. Taking up drawing and creating manga's (Japanese cartoon books), Alexa struggles with everyday life. Her childhood friend, crush, and world star, Bretton Choi of Panic at Midnight, Decides to part ways. Her new friend trying to pick up the pieces. After two years of his absence, what happens when he reappears?

This story is based around My first novel He's The One™

The answer seemed to be on the tip of her tongue, but it then got stuck.
An Xiaxia rubbed her head, which throbbed with pain, and went back home on an electric bicycle.
She switched on her computer and logged into QQ. Su Xiaomo's message popped up immediately.
"Damn it! I got found out again with the R-18 comics I drew! Aah! Xiaxia, what should I do?!"
Su Xiaomo then sent her a crying emoji thumping its fist on the ground, and An Xiaxia replied with a guffawing emoji as she shook her leg. "So, did you finally get what you wanted and have Mr. He ravish you in bed?" 
She had kept in touch with Su Xiaomo after moving here. While in college, An Xiaxia had had nothing better to do and had decided to write novels for a website. She had had a knack for it, and after a few books, two male characters of a novel somehow gained popularity as a couple. Su Xiaomo then prompted her to write slash fiction for the couple, which immediately made An Xiaxia the slash fiction guru of the website… 
A short while ago, a company had bought the copyright of her novel to turn it into a comic. Since they were looking for a suitable illustrator, she had recommended Su Xiaomo.
Su Xiaomo had done a great job. Since An Xiaxia's novel had been kept pretty "non-physical," there were only two explicit love scenes at most… Su Xiaomo had put all her effort into drawing the scenes, and then, her draft had been discovered by He Jiayu, who was living with her… 
"Screw it… I'm seriously starting to think that He Jiayu doesn't love me at all! He doesn't crave my body!" Su Xiaomo went on howling. "How many years has it been now? I still haven't slept with him yet! I honestly think he has performance issues!"
An Xiaxia found this conversation very awkward. "…Ahem, Momo, have you been acting too reserved? How about trying something wilder?"
"Really? I'll give it a go, then… He's mine tonight!" After making that lofty announcement, Su Xiaomo moved into action decisively.
A rich aroma filled the air. She swallowed and headed for the kitchen.
The weather was too hot and their electricity supply had been erratic these days. The power was down at the moment and the kitchen was as hot as a sauna house. He Jiayu wasn't wearing a top and he stood there bare-chested. Drops of sweat slid down his muscular abdomen and all the way into his trousers… 
Damn… He Jiayu was a cutie with his clothes on and a succubus without them!
Su Xiaomo wipe her mouth and called out happily, "Darling~"
He Jiayu glanced at her and smiled mildly, but wouldn't talk to her.
A chatterbox like Su Xiaomo could die from frustration if she couldn't talk to anyone. She jabbed the tips of her fingers together, looking quite pitiful. "I'm sorry… I won't draw those things again. Forgive me?"
Cutie He's smile was as pleasant as a spring breeze, but no words came out of his mouth.
Seeing that her apology hadn't worked, Su Xiaomo resolved to use her killing move. "Father!"
He Jiayu's hand jolted and he almost threw the spatula away!
Su Xiaomo said obsequiously, "I'll call you father from now on if you forgive me now!"
He Jiayu: … Grow a spine, will you?!
He rolled his eyes at her and Su Xiaomo behaved herself right away.
She watched as the tall and slender He Jiayu stir-fried the vegetables in the wok. Despite his sweat-streaked face, she still found him unbelievably hot.
When the vegetables were cooked, He Jiayu was going to take them out of the wok when he realized that he had forgotten to set out a plate. He frowned a little.
Su Xiaomo saw what he needed right away. "Let me!"
She quickly fetched him a plate, and He Jiayu looked up. Su Xiaomo took this opportunity to pull down the collar of her pajamas, revealing her fair and tender shoulder. She then winked at He Jiayu suggestively. "Do forgive me, for the sake of my beauty!"
He Jiayu blushed right away and his voice turned husky. "Su Xiaomo, do you really think… I won't touch you?"


As an anti-fan of the idol group, Starry Night, An Xiaxia is happy to spend her time online slandering lead singer Sheng Yize. 

But things take an unexpected turn when An Xiaxia starts high school - the Starry Night trio somehow becomes her classmates, and even end up moving into her house. 

Also, the nation’s idol Sheng Yize seems particularly interested in An Xiaxia for some reason...

Sheng Yize: Xiaxia, if I and a chicken wing fall into the water together, which one will you save?

An Xiaxia: Hm… I can't swim, so obviously you're going to save yourself and get my chicken wing out!

Sheng Yize: I thought I was the nation’s idol???

When Demetrius woke up he was greeted with an unfamilar ceiling. Looking around he found he wasn't in his apartment any longer, rather a  spartan room with nothing but a bed and door.

MC- *Looks around* I guess it wasn't a dream huh?

Getting up from the bed Demetrius stretched and decided to test one of his new powers.

MC- Let's see here. How do I activate my power excactly? Maybe I just imagine it? Eh, it's worth a shot. 

Closing his eyes the mc stretched his arm out and thought of an mirror proofing into existence. 

*Poof*

Opening his eyes our mc was not surprised to see an mirror laying on the hard wooden floor.

Picking up the mirror and taking a look at himself, Demetrius was pleasantly surprised at his looks.

MC- Neat, I really do look like Karma.  Though why he changed one of my eyes to be red and the other a whitish blue is beyond me.

MC- Now then Let's try my second power. <Divide>.

Instantly the mirror shrunk to half it's size. 

MC- *Smiles* Next is the opposite. < Multiply>.

It grew back to it's regular size.

MC- It seems the default is the number two if I don't add a variable myself, interesting. This requires further testing.  

Though he wanted to test some more he decided not to, our MC snapped his fingers and summoned up a TV that'd work without electricity.  Switching it on he went to the news channel, which was ingrained into his mind upon the Tv's creation.

Demetrius wanted to check this worlds current situation and the best way of doing that was through a news anchor.

Watching it Demetrius was both pleasantly surprised and disappointed to discover that there was no difference in history when in comparison to his old world. Though he may be mistaken as watching the new was not the most idepth way to find information.

Deciding to find more detailed reports on this world he summoned up a laptop and began to search the internet.

~One hour later~

MC- I think that about does it. It seems pretty much every thing is the same though there are few differences.

These "few" differences Demetrius spoke of were easy to miss of you weren't him. Such as an website with an certain Red head's family seal, or when searchig the dark web  blurry pics of creatures from various anime, comics, and video games.

MC- Taking this into account it's quite easy to see what kind of world this is, a amalgamation of a bunch of anime, comics, and video games. 

When Demetrius came to this conclusion he pinched the bridge of his nose with irritation. How was he supposed to know what the plot would entail now? 

MC- * Sigh* Well I guess it doesn't really matter. Knowing the plot or not doesn't matter to me all that much. Being able to have fun and mess with everyone is what matters.

Yeah you heard right our mc is a total entertainment junkie. When he was still in his old world one of the main reasons for his dream of gene splicing was to see the aftermath of the chaos it would have caused. The other was the pure amount of amusement he would get from basically playing god in a sense.

But that doesn't matter to him anymore. Instead having endless fun with his powers is.

Moving on the Mc had decided to take a look out side and find out where he is.

Oppening his door and walking through his rather mundane house he reached his front door and opened it.

Looking around he saw he was stationed in a rural neighborhood with lines of white generic and unfavorable houses. Though Looking further he notice that from the people walking around there was a good mix of ethnicity. That wasn't all either as he heard the majority speaking English, while a few others were speaking something else.

Taking this into consideration his eyebrows shot up in realization of where he was   

MC-I'm in America? Why America? Most Anime take place in Japan, hell I'm pretty sure all that aren't fantasy do.

As if answering his question a paper suddenly flee towards him. 

Catching it before it could land on his face, he looked at it with a quriked eyebrow before reading it.


~Hello kid it's me ROB.  I just wanted to tell you why your in America. I've seen to many Gods reincarnate people in either Japan or a Fantasy world that spoke Japanese, so I decided to switch it up a bit. So I thought why not America? It's not a comic book version so do't worry, there's no Gotham or any other fake city. Though there is comic book charcters here and there. Any way ROB out.

P.S The city your in is Indiana, I thought since it was the crossroads of America it'd be a good place for characters of all kinds to cross over, lol.~

After reading the paper Demetrius crumpled up the paper, made sure no one was watching, and summoned up a trash can behind him then threw it in there.

MC- * Rolls shoulders* This is fine, at least he put me in a familar city I was born here in my old life after all. 

Saying that he walked back into his house to renovate it with his creation powers. Though before he started he noticed a letter on his kitchen counter. 

Picking it up and tearing it open he saw it was an acceptance letter to Yokai Academy.

Smiling Demetrius put the letter down and began his remodling of the house.

When Demetrius died he did not expect being brought before a being calling himself ROB. 

Nor did he think this ROB would be able to grant him his ridiculous and overtop wishes.

Yet ROB did.

Now equipped with abilities so powerful it makes even death itself tremble, what is he to do?

Easy! Have fun! Mess with the MCs of various shows, comics, and animes! The possibilities are literally endless within the Omni-verse!

This is story about a man who starts at the top, but continues to reach higher and higher.

This is the story of Demetrius Playing around with the Omni-verse.





This fanfiction os for fun. But don't worry I won' stop writing anytime soon.

Abby went through the next year in a blur. She forced herself to keep studying because it was the only thing that kept her going. She stopped spending time with her friends and spent way too much time looking through old memories of her sister. 
Photo albums. Home videos. Katie's diaries and social media accounts. It was impossible to accept that she was truly gone even though Abby didn't get her daily random texts anymore. 
Graduation was especially hard. A few of her aunts and uncles had come out for the occasion but it wasn't the same. Her parents should have been there. Katie should have been there. 
Losing her parents had been horrible but at least she had Katie to hold her together. Who was supposed to hold her together now that she had lost her best friend? 
Abby got a well-paid graphic design job right off the bat and buried herself in her work. But when she wasn't able to do that, she decided to finally get to the list of things Katie had always bugged her about watching and reading that she never had time for. 
Comics. Novels. TV shows. She spent several months consuming all that media and frequenting stopping to sob as she wondered which parts her sister had wanted her to see the most. She only recommended things she was certain Abby would like. 
 Once that list was complete, Abby felt like she had lost her sister all over again. There was nothing left that Katie was telling her to do. 
That was how she ended up desperately checking her sister's old Goodreads account for every book she had ever bothered to post a review for, both good and bad. She found herself frequently agreeing with the reviews Katie had left behind. 
Even though not all of the books were her cup of tea, Abby felt a little closer to her sister again. She was a bit confused when she got to From Pastry Chef to Princess though. For the first time, she didn't agree with Katie's review. 
'If you're looking for a cute, cliché fantasy love story with 2-D characters and minimal world-building this is the book for you. (I literally only read it because someone left it behind at the doctor's office and I was stuck waiting for three hours)'
What about these characters was 2-D in her mind? Sure, Prince Alpheus had been pretty boring at first but Catherine du Pont was a riot. Watching him fall for her had actually been pretty fun even though she was frustratingly resistant to him. 
The book was in his point of view, which didn't make a lot of sense. It seemed more like Catherine, who preferred to be called Katie, was the main character. But the synopsis on the back of the novel had clearly indicated this book was about Marcy. 
Abby's heart ached as she read because this Katie reminded her so much of her own. Tears ran down her face as she laughed at some of the things this girl said and did. It was a fantasy novel but she didn't act like she belonged in it at all. 
She was surprised that things like pizza and doughnuts were included in the book, especially since none of the other characters seemed to know anything about them. There were a lot of inconsistencies like that. 
The book's Katie was a know-it-all bookworm with a weird sense of humor just like her sister. And she seemed oddly like one of those transmigrated characters in the comics from the list Katie gave her even though everyone else truly believed she was Catherine du Pont. 
Abby became more and more confused as the story went on. The only reason she hadn't stopped reading at all was because she felt oddly drawn to this character and what she was dealing with. 
More than halfway through the book, she read something so shocking that she dropped it slipped right through her fingers and onto the ground.  
"My name was Katrina Pullman but I had gone by Katie my entire life. I am not from Annalaias or any of the surrounding nations. I am from another world in a place called Arizona. Everything I ever said was from the country…was actually from my home.
"All of my knowledge came from things I learned back home. Jellyfish…politics…card games…hat looms….I want to be a librarian because that was my job before. I died in a carriage accident and somehow woke up in Catherine du Pont's body."
All of the odd things about Katie finally fit together in her husband's mind as she continued to speak but Abby felt like she might pass out after checking the next several pages multiple times to be sure she wasn't hallucinating. 
Was this some kind of sick joke? How would this author have even known that Katrina Pullman died in a car accident? Let alone that she had lived in Arizona and had a sister named Abby? 
There were too many specific details from Katie's life in this book. The author had to have known her but that didn't make sense either. Katie had been such a private person. She spent all of her free time alone or video chatting with her little sister when Abby wasn't swamped with homework or had other plans. 
She frantically flipped the book over to check who the author was. Janine Everett. Abby had never heard of her. She wanted to angrily demand how her sister had ended up inside this author's story—was there no respect for the dead anymore?—but she was compelled to finish it first to see if there were any more weird facts about Katie in there. 
Abby ended up rereading the entire book twice, skipping over unimportant parts that didn't specifically mention anything weird or different about Katie. She wrote down every single instance in a notebook, with page and paragraph numbers for reference. 
The next thing she did was track that author down. She had a website—apparently this wasn't the only book she had ever published—and on it was an email address for fans to contact her through. 
She sent a very strongly worded message demanding to know what was going on with this book. To her surprise, the author wanted to meet with her face to face so they set up a time to video chat.

Katie Pullman, a chronically ill girl who spends her life immersed in fiction, suddenly finds herself inside a novel she has read. Thrown right into the thick of things, she desperately tries to keep the plot intact but happy endings aren't always as they seem...

"Yes." Secretary Xiao Liu nodded. Then, he got agitated again. "Currently, because our Zhong Dian website is too explosively popular, many companies contacted us to purchase the copyright to adapt our app. Negotiations are currently going on for all the copyrights for the novels of the five Supreme Gods, and many have already been sold. And the amount earned from these copyrights…" Speaking up to this point, he paused for a while, then cautiously said, "Extremely high!"
Copyright! The explosive popularity on the internet had resulted in various developments regarding the copyrights of the novels!
This was indeed a super good piece of big news. Though a single copyright alone might not be able to be sold for much, with so many books, if they were all sold, how much money would that bring in?! 
"This is good news!" Hong Weiguo was shocked. "Then, Xiao Liu, currently, how much have we earned from the various copyrights?"
Hong Weiguo understood the value of the copyrights. However, he didn't have a clear idea of how much the copyrights for the online novels could be sold for. He only knew that the copyrights would definitely be worth a lot of money!
"CEO Hong, currently, the movie adaptation copyright for the novels of the Supreme God, Dark Dragon of the Universe, has been sold for 1.2 million, the copyright for the television drama has been sold for 850,000, the copyright for the online gaming adaptation has been sold for 1.6 million, the copyright for the publication of the simplified Chinese version has been sold for 2 million, and the copyright for the comic has been sold for 1.5 million." Speaking up to this point, Xiao Liu looked at the document again. "Adding up everything, the total is… 7.15 million. This is only for the copyright of one novel."
Upon hearing what he said, Hong Weiguo and the others stared at each other and took in deep breaths at the same time.
7.15 million!
This figure seemed much inferior to the one from the smartphone reading app, but the significance behind this was definitely extraordinary!
Copyright development, what did this mean? This meant that the online novel website still had much more potential to be discovered!
If one novel's copyright was sold, there would be a second one! A third one!
By then, the authors would also write better works, and then it would snowball till a solid and huge amount. In that case, coupled with the earnings from the subscriptions, it would increase in many folds!
Reputation effect, this was the reputation effect!
"Old Hong, looks like this time, we've earned big money!" Mu Tie sighed. "Though it looks only so-so now, in the future, when it increases in scale, we can better join forces with various companies in various aspects and form a big network! A true network formed between the internet and reality!"
"Yes!" Liu Yihui remarked. "We can venture into other aspects through the novel website. After there are more sales of copyrights, by then, we can firmly take control of the publishing, film, drama, online gaming, comic, and other various channels! Once these channels open… Hehe, we can expand towards anything related to literature and words!" 
Three people, by only saying these few sentences, had decided on so many business services. No wonder Xiao Liu said that these were even more impressive compared to purely earning from subscriptions!
After all, there was a limit to the subscription earnings, because there was only a limited number of people who were willing to read books. It was very possible that once it grew towards a certain extent, it would reach a point of saturation.
But there was no limit to carrying out expansions through the copyrights!
If people didn't read books, they would still watch movies and dramas. If they didn't watch movies and dramas, they would play games. If they didn't play games, there would still be other aspects that they would come into contact with. Even little children would read comics adapted from novels to kill time.
And once all these had been expanded, by then, the level of influence of Sangle, Jianbao Plaza and Turkey Software would definitely be more wide-reaching!
"Sigh," Hong Weiguo took in a deep breath. "This child Dali…" Speaking up to this point, he didn't really know what kind of tone he should use. He only sighed and helplessly said, "Who would think that such a big thing was initially just for that small rascal to squander on?"
"This…" Mu Tie also felt that the world was pretty amazing. "Back then, how much money did Dali spend to make this? It would cost at least tens of millions, right?"
"How is it possible to cost so much." Hong Weiguo shrugged. "Back then, he only spent 2 million to buy a novel website that was on the verge of closing down."
Mu Tie: "…" Liu Yihui: "…"
The office was silent for a full one minute, then Secretary Xiao Liu cautiously said, "Oh right, CEO Hong, there is something else that I forgot to say just now…"
"Something else?" Hong Weiguo felt that there was too much information to take in today. "What else is there?"
"Mm…" Xiao Liu looked at the document. "Currently, a few novels at our website have been spotted by an editor at Merika. They're planning to translate it to English, then publish and sell it in Merika. Currently, the copyright fee that they offered is one million USD per novel."
"This…" This time, Hong Weiguo and the other two were truly shocked. "Our novels are going out of Asia and onto the global scale?!"
Xiao Liu nodded. "S… Seems like it…"
…
While Hong Weiguo and the others were exclaiming in awe, Hong Dali was preparing for his end-of-year examinations bored out of his mind…
This world was slightly different from his previous life—the lessons here were simpler, and consequently, the holidays were slightly shorter by about half a month or so… 
After all, Hong Dali was an outstanding university student in his previous life. He could still handle all these high school lessons, but the problem was that the history of this world was completely different from that in his previous life, so he decisively became a freeloader—
Hong Dali winked at Ji Zhiruo who was not far away from him. "Zhiruo, multiple choice question, multiple choice question!" 
Ji Zhiruo stared at the invigilator and didn't dare to move. However, Hong Dali had provided much help to her family, so she couldn't reject him. The little lass was, however, quite witty, and very soon, her eyes lit up and she stretched out a finger—question one!
Hong Dali fiercely nodded and asked, "The answer?"
Then, Ji Zhiruo pointed at her chest…
Hong Dali: "What does this mean?"
Ling Yi at the side instantly understood. "C!"
"Oh…" Hong Dali didn't care about what it meant and directly chose C.
Then, Ji Zhiruo stretched out two fingers. Question two. Then, she pointed at another girl in the class. Ling Yi: "Choose B!"
For the subsequent questions, while Ling Yi wrote his own answers, he relayed the answers to Hong Dali: "A… D… D… C… B… A… D… B… C…"
Very soon, he completed all the multiple choice questions. Hong Dali heaved a long sigh of relief. "Hope that I'll be able to pass…"
Ring—
Very soon, the examination ended. All the students in the class stood up and cheered, "We've finally finished taking the exams! It's vacation time now, hahahaha!"
Meanwhile, Hong Dali curiously asked Ling Yi, "Ling Yi, how did you know which answers Zhiruo was referring to?"
Ling Yi straightly answered, "Bra size!"
The boys in the class "oh-ed" in unison, and the girls' faces turned very red!
But after all, it was vacation. He had to go out and celebrate. Hong Dali laughed heartily, ignoring the shy faces of the girls around him as he loudly said, "Summer vacation! Brothers, let Brother Dali bring you to play! Whoever wants to come along, quickly sign up for it!"
"I'll go, I'll go!" In no time, all the students in the class raised their hands.
"OK! Then let's set off! Hahaha!" Hong Dali snapped his finger. "The outer area of Tianjing Mountain, let's go!"
Everyone instantly went out. Tang Muxin was waiting outside the room long ago, and once she saw Hong Dali, she went forward, smiled and said, "Dali, how was the exam?"
Hong Dali: "No problem, I wrote all the bra sizes correctly!"
All the girls were greatly embarrassed again…
Tang Muxin ferociously stepped on Hong Dali's feet. "Despicable!"
"Pain pain pain!" Hong Dali jumped up. "I said it wrong. I mean that I've managed to answer all the multiple choice questions… Let's not talk about this, quickly quickly, to the outer area of Tianjing Mountain. I've just received a message. Uncle Chief's side is going to send the Mechanical Holy Garments over!"
…
Tianjing City, southern city area, in the Qian Family's secret villa.
Through the meticulous styling of the makeup artist, Shiroishi Kazuma had completely changed his style. Now, he looked like a middle-aged man around 40 years or above, and his mustache had been shaved completely. He was bald, and his eyes were not big but were very expressive.
It wasn't an overstatement to say that unless someone really knew that he was Shiroishi Kazuma, even if they sat opposite him, they would definitely be unable to recognize him.
"Young Master Qian, how are things going regarding the things I've instructed on?" Currently, Shiroishi Kazuma was sitting on the sofa, looking through the information regarding online gaming. The two online games that Ko Gohon had managed back then were called "Spiritual Sword" and "Dragon Domain" respectively. They were both the big productions by a Korean company and were full 3D online games. The scene was grand, the magic effects were magnificent, and there was diverse content in the game. Based on this, it proved that Ko Gohon's taste was still not too bad. 
"Mr. Shi, it has all been arranged." Qian Youjin respectfully said, "Our men have already applied and registered for two readymade companies to create a smoke screen. I believe that nobody will be able to discover us behind it." 
"Mm, that's good." Shiroishi Kazuma nodded. "We definitely cannot give them any opportunity to attack me. How's the development of the online games?"
"They can already be publicly tested." Qian Youjin slowly said, "The internal testing in the company has been completed; there aren't any problems. But there are many able people on the internet, and it's unsure whether someone would find out any BUGs, so the company's suggestion is to publicly test it for half a month or so, and if there isn't any problem, then we can officially launch it."
"OK, I understand." 
Qian Youjin thought for a while, then asked, "But, Mr. Shi, how should we advertise it to achieve the best results?"
Shiroishi Kazuma took a sip of tea, smiled and said, "Speaking of advertising, we can also think about it in another way. If you're a player and you see a gaming product on the online shop, what would cause you to download it? Most of the players would refer to the introductory page to decide whether to download the game. So, go and get the company to write a complete game introduction right away. The more detailed, the better."
"Also, create two good-looking and grand webpages for the online games. We definitely cannot neglect the introductory page for the gaming products. This is where the players will form their first impression of the game. And when a player enters in the website out of curiosity, we have only about one minute or less to introduce the game, and from there, let the player decide whether to try playing it or not."


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


-Not really a SI but I'll make an exception for this one, it's very cool and I'm just a sucker for hero turned villain type stories.
*Izuku is inspired by Marvel Comics (Iron Man, Thanos...) He will build his own Infinity Gauntlet with quirks~
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*It's kinda hard to see a Villain Deku after S4 E13. This is pretty much a what if Deku doesn't get All Might's quirk fic~

Sypnosis: Apotheosis, the highest point in the development of something or if you prefer, the elevation of someone to divine status. "Fun isn't something one considers when trying to create a better world", Izuku smirked as he held up his gauntlet covered fist. "But this does put a smile on my face". Villain Izuku, eventually OP as hell. Infinity Gauntlet AU.
Rated: T
Words: 141K
Posted on: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12948720/1/Apotheosis (Lord Wolfe)

PS: If you're not able to copy/paste the link, you have everything in here to find it, by simply searching the author and the story title. It sucks that you can't copy links on mobile (*´ー｀*)

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Chapter 1 

"People aren't born equal", Even though they should be. We are all living breathing beings born of the same species on the same planet, in the same universe. So what made some people better than others? Quirks, super powers that over eighty percent of the population were born with. It used to be money, or ethnicity, but that was human nature. People will always find ways to be better than others just so they could look down on the others. Unfortunately for Izuku Midoriya, he was the one of the 'others' of society.
A quirkless boy that everyone looked down on, like he had some sort of disability just by being a normal human. But even still, he wanted nothing more than to be a hero, maybe not the greatest hero, but a hero none the less. All Might was always his idol, that man's smile and attitude was always a light in his otherwise bleak world. That's what he wanted to be, that light in someone else's world, Izuku felt like he owed it to someone out there to be their light just like All Might was his.
Until he was told by said hero to give up on his dreams. Until he saw All Might for what he really was. It was one thing to be picked on by Kacchan and told every day that he was a quirkless nobody that could never be a hero. As much as that chipped away at his self-esteem and confidence, he could still carry on with that. But to hear the same thing from the number one hero. That was soul crushing.
'I can't be a hero huh? Fine. You win world', Izuku sighed finally giving up. He didn't bother stopping to take notes on whatever commotion was going on in the streets. All of his notes, scientific formulas, diagrams and sketches for devices and gadgets were meaningless to him now. He didn't care anymore.
LATER THAT DAY
Izuku stared at his wall of hero posters and magazine cutouts with a somber look on his freckled face. Slowly he reached up and started taking them down, opened up one of the trash bags he got from the kitchen and stuffed it all into the bag.
"It appears your son is quirkless, I'm sorry but he won't be able to be a hero"
He took all of his notebooks and tossed them in the bag. Next was all of his theories, sketches and diagrams for devices and gadgets that could simulate a quirk. He even threw out all of his mathematical equations for these theories and hypothetical projects.
"I'm sorry Izuku"
Izuku went into his closet and grabbed all the comic books, manga, and graphic novels that he collected over the years. It wasn't just Japanese comics, but American ones to. He used to like the intricate and elaborate universes that Marvel and DC created with their comics. Now though they all lost meaning to him so into the trash they go.
"I'm sorry kid, but without a quirk you can't be a hero. We risk our lives every day, it's not something a quirkless person can do. Try being an officer, sure it's not the most glamorous job, but it's still a noble profession"
Lastly the All Might merchandise that he kept had to go. That man used to be his favorite hero. A hero that saved people with a smile and always preached about never giving up. Until Izuku got to meet him face to face and was told by the number one hero to give up. He even got to see the hero's true form, a skinny emaciated man that wore his muscles like a mask. Hiding the weak body beneath. It was all so eye opening. Not only was his dreams to be a hero crushed, but it turns out his role model All Might was nothing more than a pretender. 'Three hours a day huh?' He might as well be one of the made up heroes in those comic books stuffed in the trash. 'Clinging to his title and fame like a leech, even if it costs him his health'
Just like all these fake heroes in today's quirk obsessed society. All they cared about is fame and money. No one wanted to be a real hero that just wanted to save people. Kacchan was the perfect example, always boasting about being the greatest and richest hero ever, but the way he bullied Izuku you would think he'd be more suited for a life of villainy. Though that was human nature wasn't it, nobody did anything for free, everyone wanted something and these frauds dressed in colored costumes were no different. Where were the real heroes? The ones like in his comics, the ones that these moronic fakers pretended to be.
Irritation and disgust began to fill Izuku's thoughts as he glared at his now barren room. 'If I had a quirk I wouldn't be like them', that thought caused the green haired boy to deflate when he realized there really was nothing he could do about it. What could a week quirkless boy like him do to change society? To change the world? According to the doctor, Kacchan and All Might, nothing.
"People really aren't born equal", he sighed again sadly with tears building up. He always knew that he could never be a hero, but he just wanted to hear one person say he could do it. That's all, just one voice in the cacophony of screams that said he couldn't do anything, to say that they believed that a quirkless boy could do something great. That alone would been enough to ease all the pain and heart ache.
Walking back to the closet he checked to make sure everything got thrown away. There his eyes spotted one lone comic book sitting on the top shelf. Reaching up he grabbed it and brought it to his face to look at the cover. He smiled lightly to himself as he remembered this one fondly. A story where the villain technically wins, but the bad guys motives while horrific were done for what he believed to be a noble cause. Balancing the universe, making everything as it should be. Flipping through it he paused on a very epic drawing of the purple skinned villain holding up his gauntlet covered hand about to snap his fingers with it. His green eyes lingered on the stone covered gauntlet while his mind ran a mile a minute.
Izuku suddenly felt an idea pop into his head. For some reason this particular comic reminded him of an interesting article he read a while back. Placing the novel on his desk he went over to the trash bag and dug through for some of his notebooks. Finding the correct one the freckle faced boy flipped it open to his notes along with the print out of the scientific discussion.
Apparently a scientist in Germany figured out a liquid serum that once ingested or injected directly into the blood stream could give that person a quirk for a limited time. Just a few seconds, according to a highlighted sentence. The serum was based from the concentrated DNA of quirked individuals and was unfortunately abandoned due to the dead end the research team ran into.
This led Izuku to wonder. The serum, called project 'Prometheus', was considered a failure due to the fact that the time limitations could never be expanded upon. Looking at his notes on the formulas that were published in the article, he had to wonder if they were looking in the wrong direction. If a quirk could be concentrated into liquid form, could it be concentrated into a solid form. For example a stone, a small stone that could be fitted to a device that would allow the wielder to use a quirk that the stone was derived from.
Izuku pulled out some blank papers and started drawing up some equations. He may not have had a quirk, but he still excelled in math and science. In fact if it wasn't for his foolish dream to go to U.A he would have graduated middle school a year ago. Having a genius level intellect was the only solace the universe gave him, after robbing him of the gift of having a quirk. Too bad such a powerful mind wasn't even considered as remarkable in a world where quirks outshine everything.
THE NEXT MORNING
"Yes this is it", Izuku wanted to laugh in triumph. "This is it" He spent all night working on this equation and he finally cracked it. A way to extract the essence of a quirk from someone's DNA and concentrate it into a crystalized stone form. His formula was based off of project 'Prometheus', except his would work, in theory at least. He was so close though, just a few lines of math could turn a quirkless person into the most powerful being on the planet. All he needed was some sort of object to attach the stones too once they were made. But what kind of devise should he make? Looking at the comic that inspired him he decided that he might as well go with that.
"The Infinity Gauntlet", Izuku smiled thinking about the future hero society he will make with this device. No more frauds and pretend heroes like All Might. Everything will be as it should be. Perfectly balanced. With only those he deemed real heroes allowed. His dream to be a hero was dead, but his new dream, he vowed would come to fruition.
However there was just one problem.
"Where am I going to get the money to make it?"

This was an idea a friend and I came up with recently after seeing Infinity War. At first I wasn't going to write this because I already had an Infinity Gauntlet parody I planned on doing in the future as part of the Time Misfits trilogy on my profile, but we started talking about this idea and spent a good three hours discussing it. By the end my friend practically begged me to write it so here I am.
My knowledge of this series isn't as encyclopedic as say Bleach as I just go into it, I'm on season two, so I'll do my best. Thank god for Wiki, am I right?
If Izuku was going to be a villain I like to think he'd be a nerdy type villain like Syndrome. A villain that makes devices and gadgets to make himself powerful. Knowledge is power and all that.
Izuku is not going to have the gauntlet yet, it will be some chapters later where he finishes it and adds the stones to it. It's going to be five stones not six, no mind stone because I feel like that would a bit too OP. The stones are also going to work a bit differently then what you're probably thinking.
I don't want to spoil too much, but there's going to be a couple fight scenes between Izuku and All Might where things are going to get pretty crazy. I'm trying to improve how I write fight scenes, so consider this a teaser of coming events.
I'm curious to see what you all think. Should I continue it or scrap this story?

I've had enough of the "fanfics" here being dialogues and so must you... here's some self insert fanfictions that you'll probably like! Some from DC, Naruto, Marvel... will most likely add more. 

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It was late at night, it was cold, very cold outside.
A young man sitting on a chair in his room in front of his computer looked through the closed window at the falling snow with half open eyes
"Another snowy day, fortunately for me, it is weekend, a cup of hot cocoa in hand and no work to do, which means I am free to do what I want, nothing beats these warm and relaxing moments"
The young man took a sip from the cup as he looked at the computer screen in front of him.
He was browsing some websites for reviews to decide which movie to watch, he got a few titles in mind but couldn't make a decision which to watch first, till his eyes landed on a certain comment
"Superman is the worst of the worst, a stupid jerk that thinks he is the best one out there, he is an idiot, an idiot I say, foolish, barbaric, brainless …"
The young man skipped the comment, he didn't feel like continuing to read that comment, thus skipped it to read another one
"Faster than a speeding bullet! More powerful than a locomotive! a stupid line fitting a stupid person, man of steel they call him, more like man of failure, an idiot by all means, a weak feeble little man that can't even get a date…"
The young man again skipped another comment as it seemed ridiculous to read it any further, thus skipped it to another
"A looser, he is nothing but a looser, all brawn and no brain, a stupid buffoon that is what superman is, a looser and nothing but a piece of garbage that shouldn't exist, a superfluous creature that…"
The young man was surprised reading the comments, the person who wrote them, seemed like they hated the superman character a lot, the comments sometimes ridiculous and sometimes childish but always offensive and they were getting worse and worse the more the young man read, and to make things more strange the person who wrote all those hate comments was one and probably the same person as they didn't stop there but wrote a lot more on other websites too, any website that allowed comments on DC movies, the same person would be there to write something, and every time they wrote a comment, it would be a hate comment, cursing and ridiculing the superman character, not the actor, neither the voice actor nor the movie but the character.
"What is wrong with this person? Why does he keep doing this? Why is no one saying anything to him?" the young man furrowed his brows as he read more than thirty hate comments and there were lots and lots more that he either skipped or didn't see them, all of them posted by the same person.
"Mr Mxy" the youth repeated the nickname of the person responsible of all the hate comments he read.
The young man wasn't a stranger to the Dc universe and lots of its characters, he was a fan to say the least.
"Choosing that for a nickname and writing things like that on all of those websites, is that guy alright in the head? I don't think he is just acting or joking, those comments are offensive no matter how I look at them"
The young man held his head as he pondered
"There are lots of people obsessed with comics and super hero movies, and when it came to DC, probably the most known characters are superman, batman, flash, wonder woman, cyborg and green lantern… fans would debate over them like, who is better than who? or what makes this super hero special than the others? And sometimes which actor portrayed the super hero's character better, etc…
Some like to dress up like their favorite characters in certain events like the anime conventions, some geeks however do take their 'enthusiasm' to the max and causing problems in lots of situations whether online or in real life, could this Mr Mxy be one of those geeks? if so why is he acting like superman killed his father or something, what is he going to such lengths to ruin a fictional character's image for? Perhaps, he is trying to make a point? But the comments are nothing but hatred with no apparent reason in them, is he sane?"
The young man was baffled by the comments of this Mr Mxy, he thought the guy might be joking or playing some sort of weird prank, after all, lots of people use the internet and some of those people are weirdos, but even so, shouldn't the moderators do something about those comments? And the stranger thing was, why no one said anything to this Mr Mxy? The young man was full of questions, in a sense, he was curious.
The young man cracked his knuckles, took another sip of his hot cocoa and started typing, he didn't like the fact that no one said anything to this Mr Mxy the most, he thought that he should tell him a piece of his mind otherwise he won't be able to choose any of the movies he wanted to see nor have a good night sleep later, because he would be thinking about why no one said anything to this Mr Mxy, the young man was somewhat a bit of a perfectionist or rather, psychologists might say that his personality is suffering a bit from an obsessive compulsive disorder.
"What is your problem with superman? ten websites! I browsed ten websites so far and in all of them you keep badmouthing superman, why are acting like an evil little imp? Is it because of that nickname? Well, guess what? You are a disgrace, you must be rejected by everyone because of that stupid mouth of yours, shame on you…"
Writing thoughts, the young man felt satisfied, now that he said what he had in mind, he can finally go back and decide what movie to watch.
[You like superman eh?]
"What?" the young man jumped from his seat at the sudden voice he heard
"Who is there?" the young man startled, he shouted as he looked around 
"Where are you hiding? Show yourself!" the young man didn't seem afraid 
[Bravo! Normally people would panic, but you want me to show myself? Haha, well alright then] the voice again said
Assuming what seemed like a defensive pose, the young man kept looking around, to tell the truth he was somehow thinking he might be delusional, after all he was tired a lot but wanted to take the chance to watch a movie or two since he might not find the chance some other day later, he thought that maybe he should be asleep right now or maybe he did fall asleep and he didn't realize it till now?
The young man was confused and lost in thought as he kept looking left and right in that closed room however his wait didn't last for long, in fact it was only a moment or few seconds as a figure suddenly started to take shape in front of him out of nowhere.
The young man opened his eyes wide as the figure quickly turned into a short man that was a little bit over one meter tall, one would mistake him for a child if it weren't for his face and attire, a purple suit and big shiny black shoes, a childish playful expression on his face as his big forehead was overshadowed by the a big purple top hat, that short man kept smiling as his big eyes were gazing at the young man.
"Greeting earthling of this dimension, you can call me Mister Mxyzptlk or Mr Mxy or any of the names you know me by as in those works of 'fiction' in this world, the ones you people call 'action comics', I am a fifth-dimension imp with powers beyond your wildest imaginations, but I assume no introductions are needed, right?" the short man said as he bowed like a gentleman.
The young man didn't respond as he was somewhat shocked by what he heard and seeing.
"So? You like superman eh? Let us play a game, shall we?" Mr Mxy said
"You dared to oppose me, a human with no powers like you dared to say that to me and for WHAT? FOR THAT PIECE OF TRASH CALLED SUPERMAN" Mr Mxy's tone suddenly turned serious, somewhat grim and scary as he slowly flew towards the young man that looked as if he was petrified
"Nevertheless, I like being fair, so I will give you chance to try and prove me wrong, not that I expect you to be able to do anything but… you like superman, right?" Mr Mxy made a scary expression at that moment as he pointed and with a light move, he hit the young man on his head, not giving him any chance to say a word nor wait for him to understand what just happened 
"Remember, no coming back unless you prove me wrong, bye~" Mr Mxy said so while waving his small hand as he looked at the young man who fell down losing his consciousness from that hit that looked light and harmless.
The young man slowly closed his eyes as he fainted, it was till some time later that he woke up, his vision hazy at first but soon better and much clearer than ever, no it was too much better that he couldn't understand what he was seeing and perceiving…
In a room that was neatly decorated with furniture that he definitely didn't see nor buy before, the young man jumped from his somewhat larger than usual bed, looking around, his eyes fell on his reflection in a tall standing mirror… moments later a surprised shout was heard from that room
"I AM SUPERMAN?!!!"

A young man while online browsing for a movie to watch, read somewhat upsetting comments, unable to leave without saying anything he commented his thoughts unaware of the consequences of such act...
“So? You like superman eh? Let us play a game, shall we?” 
Alas, because of a blunder, a normal young man of modern age finds himself in the world of DC comic as none other but Superman

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