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I'm Superhero Creator (MCU, DC, X-Man, Flash, The Boys etc.)

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Superheroes may be fictional, but the powers I’ve gained are all too real! Fang Yuan now controls the mighty Vought Company, and the more famous the heroes he signs, the more abilities he unlocks. At Level Three, he gains every skill a hero possesses. At Level Four, he awakens a unique aura that reshapes the battlefield itself. Thus begins the rise of the most shameless—and most brilliant—master of superhero packaging the world has ever seen. Fang Yuan pushes the “Vought spirit” to new heights: hype, spectacle, and ruthless manipulation behind the scenes. Who says the Joker and Homelander can’t be superheroes? Who cares about truth, when every lie earns Fang Yuan, the great Father of Vought, more power? Titles fall into his lap one after another: Mutant Leader. Father of the Avengers. Strongest Superhero. World Manipulator. (And, of course, the… Collector of Heroines—but let’s cross that one out.) And when someone dares to stop him? When they say he can’t open his company? Fang Yuan just smiles and gestures toward his “employees”: Phoenix, Superman, Lucifer… each armed not only with unimaginable powers, but also a touch of martial arts. It all began the night Professor X and Magneto cornered him at the door of Mystique’s room… and from there, destiny took a very different turn. You will get 90 chapter ahead for this fanfiction. patreon.com /AZofficial
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A Tale between two Cities

The City full with Mask In the cold steel of the heart of London, where the River of Thames mirrors neon ambitions, powers were being weaned to a polished smile. Skyscrapers rise like monuments to wealth, and within their glass of towers the financial elites trade fortunes and secrets. Corruptions being hidden behind tailored suits and refined accents. Their reputation is a currency, and truth is a liability to them. Across the Channels, in restless Paris, the beauty of a trembles with defiance. Cafés buzz with so much whispers to manifestos, artists painting their revolution into alley walls, and their protests surge through historic streets. Romance lingers in a way that the air is full of smiles, but so does danger lies. The city is so alive with a ghost path, of lost ideals, broken promises being made, and a justice system that bends under unseen hands. When a powerful individual in London's financier system is being accused of a crime that could be so reviewed to be an exposing network of international corruption in place, the battle that led to a symbolic courtroom where the truth and lies are being collided. Evidence disappearing, with witnesses recant. Justice on its own, seems to stand trials, corrupted by their influence and fear. Amid the chaos that arises, a hidden sanctuary in the Montmartre becomes a refuge in turn with a secret loft where poets are lined, activists, and lovers dare to imagine their freedom. It is in this light, that alliances are forged and their courage is reborn. The conflict hurtles toward their climax atop a London tower, high above their glittering Thames. The windswept rooftop, masks fall away. The betrayal that met loyalty, that also confronted love with a hidden ambition. The City of Masks, which is a gripping tale of powers, rebellions, and the fragile lines in between justice and illusion, where cities become their characters, and with their survivals demands more than it's courage; it demands everything from them..
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