Superpowers abound. Villains rule the world. A transmigrated dork that has absolutely no idea what’s going on. 

Strong-armed by the Superhero Enhancement System into the thankless job of endlessly performing good deeds in a world where such actions are often met with violence, Lucas Lynn doesn't have much choice in regards to using his supposed gifts.

It’s bad enough having to pretend to be a supervillain, but how exactly does Boss System expect him to save the world with only the help of a homeless orphan, a dog that’s smarter than he is, and a yoyo? 

Oh, just trick some supervillains into becoming superheroes instead? You make it sound so easy!

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Tags: Sci-Fi, Isekai, System, Dark Comedy, Satire, Superpowers, Anti-Hero, Time Looping, Gore, Slice of Life, Rubber Ducky (yes, Mr. Quacks deserves his own tag)

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Do a google search for "Geminel WordPress" for a page that has a little about me, information about the novel's inspiration, a link to the discord server, a link to the character reference sheet, a char art gallery, and a collection of short stories, both within and independent of this novel's universe.

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Excerpt from the end of Ch1:

[Bzzt... Scan complete. Analyzing...]

'Eh?'

[Analysis complete. Positive value found, now loading... Loading complete.]

'Okay, WTF is...'

[Binding successful. Congratulations upstanding citizen. You have been selected by the Superhero Enhancement System. Please select your desired enhancement. The following options are avail...]

'I'M DYING! IS NOT DYING AN OPTION!?'

[Error, invalid selection. An enhancement will be randomly selected. Randomizing... Strength has been selected. Enhanced strength will be calibrated for your rebirth. Please look forward to it.]

'WHAT IN THE ACTUAL F-'

With this final thought, Lucas dies in a pool of his own blood on the sidewalk.

I'd Like to Change My Reincarnation Subscription, Please

Meanwhile, back over in the OP OD zone… 


Lucas is power-walking backwards with a taunting grin, kiting his overmedicated opponent in circles. 


Miss Masher is off to the side, rummaging around in search of anything that could potentially be useful in breaking the current stalemate. This process may or may not involve forcefully removing semi-damaged bits of terrain and seeing if they seem sturdy enough for her liking. 


Everything has failed this check thus far, not that that deters her from continuing her foraging. 


‘As much fun as I am havin’ with fuckin’ with him, what the hell should I even do? Even if I land a hit first, he won’t even flinch from it... Do I just risk it and hope I can back off fast enough that he doesn’t get to land a hit on me?’ 


Do A Barrel Roll!