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MSS: C160

Looking down at the raging monster on the street below, Natasha's bright eyes narrowed, filled with restrained hatred. Yelena's voice broke the tense silence, cutting through the chaos.

"Wow,...

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MCMSB: C70: Bruce Wayne’s Breakdown

"Are you okay, John?"

Peter quickly approached, kneeling down to look at the dazed, blood-covered Azu.

"Dad?!"

Azu's expression shifted as he recognized Peter, his familiar face p...

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MCMSB: C69: Azu's First Kill

"What do you want to say, John?"

Bruce frowned, glaring at Azu.

"You're a liar, a thief, and a deceiver, Bruce. You deserve to be punished, but I won't do that because Dad needs you." View Post

MSS: C159

A squad of heavily armed soldiers stormed into an apartment under General Ross's command.

In one of the rooms, cluttered and resembling a makeshift laboratory, Ross's eyes first landed on Bru...

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MSS: C158

In a short time, Natasha had keenly observed that the anger of this big monster seemed to amplify its strength. The power behind its blows grew significantly more destructive, and its explosive pow...

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MCMSB: C68: You Don’t Want Dad to Know You’re a Fraud, Do You?

The hotel restaurant.

The television continued broadcasting the wildfire news.

"As of the evening of the 16th, only 2% of the 'Carl' wildfire has been contained. The Kansas Fire Dep...

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MCMSB: C67: Who's the Poor Kid?

"Mr. Podrick?"

Wiping the rain off his face, Bruce looked in shock at Peter, who had just raised an umbrella for him.

"You said you were heading home, Thomas, but it seems your path has...

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MSS: C157

In the manor's cozy living room, Wanda lounged on the sofa, dressed casually in a T-shirt and shorts, her slender legs resting lazily against the cushions. She flipped through a dark, ancient tome ...

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MSS: C156

As a soulless demon, Blackheart had no sense of pain.

Yet, he could smell death.

The golden energy radiating from his opponent was indeed sacred, searingly hot, and designed to restrain...

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MCMSB: C66: Since You're Seeking Thrills, Go All the Way

"You seem to have gotten yourself into some trouble—trouble that's worth more than a hundred dollars," Peter remarked, shrugging as he eyed the disheveled Thomas. "If you don't mind, why don't yo...

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MCMSB: C65: Sir, Can You Lend Me Another $100?

"If I were you, I'd leave this place for your own safety."

The Martian Manhunter spoke bluntly to the group.

"Damn it! Are you guys tired of living?"

One of the enraged thugs step...

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MSS: C155

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The man, trapped in the giant hand of chaotic energy, was slammed into the ground repeatedly, like a ragdoll. Each impact left a deep dent in the earth....

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MSS: C154

At night, a thick, dark cloud formed, obscuring the moonlight. Between heaven and earth, darkness reigned. In this oppressive gloom, the creatures around the highway seemed to sense imminent danger...

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MCMSB: C64: The Dreams of Two Boys

I renamed the story to 'DC: Starting With Homelander As My Child!'

....

"People like to dream," Peter organized his thoughts and told Azu, "I once knew two boys who dre...

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MCMSB: C63: Just a Kansas Farmer's Dream

Smallville Salon Club.

Peter sat with the farmers, listening to the mayor share news about the wildfires.

After receiving Jonathan's call, he had arrived at the scene.

"T...

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MSS: C153

The man's tone brimmed with fanaticism, and a hint of darkness flickered in his eyes. Suddenly, the lights in the tavern began to flicker, as if affected by some unseen force. Light and shadow danc...

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MSS: C152

Leon leaned back and placed his hands on the bar, taking in the lively scene before him. A playful smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Old Mike, a familiar face in the tavern, was talki...

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MCMSB: C62: Azu’s Face-Changing Skill

Clark sighed heavily and said, "It's not just people—the animals in the forest will die too."

"That's completely natural," Azu replied. "Dad says that every life has an end. I remember some...

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MCMSB: C61: God Bless America

"Godfather, that story you once told me..."

Clark blinked and said, "You mentioned that if mice and monkeys in the lab are given the illusion of choice, they tend to live healthy lives. Even ...

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MSS: Chapter 151

In the spacious SHIELD training room, Peter stood, now clean-shaven but still hesitant without his Spider-Man suit. Dressed in a simple gray checkered jacket with a stand-up collar and black sweatp...

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MSS: Chapter 150

Outside one of the cells in SHIELD headquarters, Nick Fury peered through the one-way glass. Inside, a figure in a white prison uniform sat silently on the metal bed, staring off in a daze. His hai...

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MCMSB: C60: The Household Expert Martian Manhunter

"No, I'm here to be your teacher, a home tutor," Martian Manhunter shrugged. "Your father invited me."

Hearing this, Clark and Azu looked at each other in surprise.

Clark couldn't help ...

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MCMSB: C59: Clark's Good Kid and Bad Kid

Clark couldn't help but look at the other with a hint of regret, apologizing softly.

This single sentence felt like lighting the fuse to a bomb.

A dull sound echoed as the parasitic dem...

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MSS: C149

The young sorceress standing before me, though not much older than the apprentices, had managed to impress every sorcerer in Kamar-Taj in just a few short months. It wasn't just because the current...

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MSS: C148

At night, Peter tiredly crawled along the wall, opened the window, and slipped back into his room. He pulled off his Spider-Man suit and removed his mask with one hand. Standing in the dimly lit ro...

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MCMSB: C58: A God Among Men

"Mr. Jones, are you alright?"

Clark finally arrived at the scene. He looked around at the destruction—the ground appearing as if it had been struck by artillery—and his eyes widened in sh...

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MCMSB: C57: Dad, I Got You!

Azu paced anxiously back and forth, murmuring to himself, "I can do this, because I'm the son of Peter Podrick. If I set my mind to it, I can accomplish anything."

He stopped, closed his eyes...

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MSS: Chapter 147

This sudden attack was something no one—not even someone as unhinged as Typhoid—could have anticipated. She quickly dodged to avoid the incoming table, but the interruption broke her concentrat...

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MSS: Chapter 146

Seeing the man and woman, Leon tilted his head thoughtfully. He recognized the man: Clint Barton, also known as Hawkeye, one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top agents. The woman was also familiar—Mary, who ha...

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MCMSB: C56: It's All My Fault I Can't Fly

The scene shifts.

David grabs Peter by both shoulders and slams him hard into the ground.

With a thunderous crash, Peter's body skids across the ground, carving a deep trench before sma...

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