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

Once Miss Calculated manages to get her breathing mostly under control, she wipes away a bit of moisture from the corners of both of her eyes and looks at 08 once again. 


“Ahem, carrying on. How likely do you think it is that your owner would willingly sell at least your core for a reasonable price, but ideally your shell as well, once it is available? Considering he had your core remounted so you could keep working while your body is out for repairs, I assume he noticed that you’re... more developed than usual.” As Miss Calculated finishes saying her observation at the end, 08 sharply rotates its head to look at 23 to click and beep at it at a faster rate than their previous conversations. 


23 doesn’t even bother looking at it as it makes a few leisurely clicks, still packing pastries into the box. 


Eventually, 08 faces Miss Calculated again, tilting its head forward slightly to give an external indicator that it is thinking. ...Processing? Loading? Calculating? Whatever. 


Courier Concerns