The long-awaited finale of Who Is the Next Superhero? finally arrived.
Nationwide voting closed.
The results went live.
First Place: Pietro Maximoff
Ridiculously good looks. That roguish, bad-boy charm. And, most importantly, a defining battlefield moment where he risked his life to save civilians. Overnight, he became the idol of a new generation of heroes.
Second Place: Firestar — Angelica
Looks are justice. Add in her jaw-dropping flame effects, and she instantly became the dream girl of countless nerds worldwide.
Third Place: Robbie Baldwin (Speedball)
Sure, his costume was… questionable. But his willingness to throw himself in front of danger as a human shield for his teammates earned him overwhelming "mom-fan" support.
Fourth Place: Wade Wilson
Yes, he swore nonstop on livestream.
Yes, he even exposed his butt on camera.
But his unkillable tenacity—and his ability to crack jokes while bleeding out on the battlefield—created an oddly authentic anti-hero appeal that hit modern audiences right in the soul.
And then came the shocker.
Fifth Place: The Invisible Man — Silas Lawton.
The internet exploded.
Because during the actual combat, he never showed his face.
Literally.
He stayed invisible from start to finish. No one saw him. Ever.
He was like a ghost.
But a few crucial battle clips revealed something strange—
chunks of debris about to crush civilians suddenly freezing midair,
Dark Elf soldiers inexplicably tripping over nothing and face-planting.
So netizens launched a full-scale meme campaign: "Find Silas."
They joked him straight into the Top Five.
….
And just like that—
The brand-new Super Seven were officially born.
Captain: Homelander — Antony Starr
Vice-Captain: Jewel — Jessica Jones
Members: Pietro, Angelica, Wade, Robbie, Silas
"This is the new Super Seven."
Antony studied the list in his hand and nodded in satisfaction.
"Add me and Jessica—perfectly seven."
He looked up at Ashley Barrett.
"Start preparations. Three weeks from now, we hold the Super Seven's global debut."
…..
Everything was set.
Later, Antony sat alone in his office.
"Alright," he muttered. "Time to reward myself."
"System. Initiate blind box—double pull."
Current Special Popularity: 98,500
Consuming 60,000…
Opening…
Light flashed.
The first box burst open.
Two outrageously stylish pistols materialized in his hands—
one pitch-black as midnight, the other pure white like ivory.
Item:Ebony & Ivory
Trait 1 — Infinite Ammo:
Magically generates energy or physical rounds endlessly.
Trait 2 — Unlimited Fire Rate:
Fire speed depends solely on the user's finger speed. Fast enough hands? You get Gatling-level output.
Trait 3 — Aerial Barrage:
Shooting midair grants anti-gravity suspension—fly longer, look cooler.
Trait 4 — True Damage:
Demon Hunter attribute. Deals true damage to demons, spirits, and dark entities.
"Stylish."
Antony twirled the guns, spinning them through a flashy flourish. He loved them instantly.
Sure, he had heat vision—but that didn't stop him from appreciating guns.
Every guy likes guns.
Still… he sighed.
Homelander's image didn't really fit firearms. It would break the persona.
Maybe give them to Wade?
No—Deadpool had no magic, couldn't even fire them.
Fine. Into storage they went.
With a thought, he tucked both pistols into his magical space.
Then—
The second box opened.
A single, weightless slip of paper drifted down.
Item:Earth-1 Seven-Day Luxury Travel Pass (Round Trip, Solo)
Description:
A VIP vacation ticket to the parallel universe Earth-1. Tear it anywhere to begin a seven-day inter-dimensional holiday.
Effect:
Upon use, the holder ignores all spacetime laws of the current universe and is instantly transported to Earth-1 (retaining all abilities).
Duration: 7 natural days.
Restriction:
Single-use item. After seven days, regardless of condition, the holder is forcibly returned to the original universe at the exact entry coordinates (time synchronized).
Note:
The locals are friendly, talents abound. Please mind your personal safety.
...
Antony stared at the ticket, pupils contracting sharply.
"Earth… another Earth?"
He carefully stored it away.
"This thing is worth far more than a vacation."
His mind raced.
The Marvel universe was a minefield—
Thanos's snap.
The Celestials.
Dormammu.
Ego, Star-Lord's dear old dad.
And somewhere out there… Galactus.
He was strong—but not invincible.
If he ever faced a guaranteed death scenario—
This "vacation ticket" would be his ultimate escape card.
"For example," he murmured,
"the instant Thanos collects all six Stones and prepares to snap…"
"I tear this ticket—poof. I'm gone."
"Seven days later, I come back."
"By then, the snap's already done."
A true life-saving artifact.
"As for personal safety—how dangerous can Earth be?" he chuckled.
"At worst, I'm still budget Superman."
…
Three weeks passed.
The new Seven endured Jessica-level hell training.
At last—
It was time for their debut.
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New York — Central Park Great Lawn
The park had been transformed into a massive open-air launch event.
Tens of thousands of spectators packed the grounds.
Hundreds of global media outlets aimed their cameras from prime positions.
A colossal floating V logo hovered overhead.
This was the Super Seven's first official appearance.
Backstage.
Ashley adjusted Pietro's collar.
"Stop moving, ADHD disaster," Jessica smacked his hand away.
"This is live. Quit scratching like a monkey."
"I'm nervous, boss," Pietro kept breathing deeply.
"There are more people here than that Sokovia parade…"
"Hey, speedster buddy," Wade chimed in while adjusting his mask in the mirror, trying to make his face look rounder.
"Rule one: if you forget your lines, tell a dirty joke. Audiences eat that up."
"Don't listen to him," Angelica said calmly, rolling a small flame across her palm.
"Smile, wave, and look cool. That's it."
"Ready, everyone?"
Antony stepped in.
Signature uniform.
Cape spotless.
An overwhelming aura of power and composure.
"This is our debut."
He looked over the assembled troublemakers.
"Don't screw it up."
Then he pointed at Wade.
"And especially you. If you drop your pants onstage, I'll slice yours up and feed it to dogs."
"YES, SIR!" Wade snapped a salute.
"My belt has been welded shut!"
"Let's go."
The curtain lifted.
The Super Seven stepped into the light.
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