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Marvel: God of Spotlight, The Homelander

"I am not Superman. I am Homelander." The whisper was an internal prayer, a caustic reassurance. Outside the glass tower, the world saw only the Homelander, the Icon, the Man Who Flew the Bomb. They saw the perfect, smiling face of the hero who, in the chaos of the Battle of New York, carried a nuclear warhead through the wormhole and saved a city. The cheers from the streets below—the deafening, worldwide adoration—were the fuel for his ascension. He was crowned their king, a savior in star-spangled spandex. In this new reality, fame wasn't just influence; it was power. He had a system now: the Superstar System. The higher the popularity, the stronger the abilities. It was a viciously simple contract, one he embraced completely. "Matt," he purred into the spotlight, curing the blind lawyer's eyes on live television. "Your city needs an icon, not a devil. Let the light in." He assembled his own team—a perfectly marketed, perfectly managed Super Seven—with Spider-Man now running PR and Daredevil as his reformed protégé. Every action was a performance; every enemy, a prop. When the news of a purple alien named Thanos reached his gilded penthouse, Azu smiled, a blinding, dangerous flash for the cameras. "Thanos," he murmured, the adoration of billions surging through his veins, making his skin feel like charged steel. His eyes flared with a dazzling red light that promised annihilation. "I heard you're going to wipe out half of my fans?" He was trapped in the Marvel universe, now its most powerful celebrity. And the show had only just begun.
HeroicVerse · 1.1m Views

I Left Being a Hero to Farm

Philantria. The world where the strongest rule over it. Non-stop battles everywhere.  Kingdoms taking over kingdoms. Bloodbath after bloodbath. War has defined this world. And the only man renowned as the Hero of Philantria, Crescentine Fleur, has been in these wars since he was 12. Now at 20. Eight years of fighting on the frontlines, where the people called him a Hero, Kings called him a weapon, and the soldiers called him a legend. It was tiring. Crescentine had lost the reason to be the Hero the people needed, if all he was ever required to do was kill. Then one day, he simply vanished. Not because he wanted to... But the rulers' betrayal has opened the doors for his disappearance. His armor and sword were left behind at the last battle between the 4 kingdoms and the empire. His hero insignia was on the ground, abandoned. As they rejoice the death of the so-called hero. Leaving them blind of the truth. Where did the hero go after? Why did he leave? And perhaps because of his absence, the kingdoms and the empire were pushed into a treaty, to stop the very battles that made their hero a weapon. Where did Crescentine Fleur go? ....Farming.  On the furthest edge of the Kingdom of Amlada. A small village the government had long neglected. Somewhere the rulers would never think to search. Crescentine Fleur was gone. And Leigh the farmer? Planting his first crops. While also using his hidden memories of a past life nobody knew... That's something no one would ever believe.
Nyxenite · 33.5k Views

Reincarnated With a System to Protect My Crush

Rei Arata was an ordinary high school student from Mikagura City — quiet, observant, and hopelessly in love with his crush, Aisha Kurozawa. She was the kind of girl who made the world feel softer just by existing. He never confessed, never planned to. To Rei, loving her in silence was enough — until the day assassins came for her. It happened in an instant. A scream. A flash of metal. Without thinking, Rei threw himself between Aisha and the bullet meant for her. As the world dimmed, all he could think was one desperate wish: “If there’s another life… let it be one where she remembers me.” But fate had other plans. Rei wakes up in a cold morgue, surrounded by flickering lights and the faint hum of machines. His heart isn’t beating — at least, not the way it used to. His reflection shows a face he doesn’t recognize: pale skin, surgical scars, lifeless eyes. The name tag beside him reads Kai Isaragi, a failed experiment from the secretive Akesha Research Bureau. Somehow, Rei’s consciousness has been transferred into Kai’s body — a body that once belonged to a human weapon project known as System Users. Then he hears it — a calm, mechanical voice in his mind. [Protection System v.0.9: Initiated.] [Mission: Protect Aisha Kurozawa.] Now living as Kai, Rei must navigate a new life under a false identity, guided by an emotionless AI that measures every decision by morality and consequence. Each act of compassion unlocks Pure Modules, granting him light-based powers; each act of violence feeds Corrupt Modules, making him stronger but less human. His every choice becomes a battle — not against enemies, but against the machine inside him. Yet the greatest battle lies within his heart. To Aisha, Kai is a stranger — the mysterious transfer student who always seems to appear when danger looms. But to Rei, every glance, every smile, feels like a piece of the life he lost. The closer he gets to her, the harder it becomes to remember where Rei ends and Kai begins. As hidden organizations rise, corrupted System Users appear, and the truth of his resurrection unravels, Rei must decide what it truly means to protect someone. Is it love, or is it control? And if saving her means losing himself… will he still choose to protect her? He died once for love. Now, fate has given him another body — and one final chance to protect the girl who never knew his heart.
Ravix · 4.9k Views