Dear Haters (Non-Story Chapter)

Fade to black.No transition. No fancy cut. Just void.

And then—click.A spotlight snaps on.

Standing beneath it?Deadpool.This time, in a flamingo-pink blazer with "MAIN CHARACTER ENERGY" printed on the back. He's holding a mic in one hand and an old-school iPad in the other, squinting at a comment glowing on screen.

"Shit fic. If you want multiple leads for fic this is for you, but yeah there's literally no growth for mc other than a laugh, that's it."

Deadpool squints. Then looks up slowly.

"Ah yes… Another heroic keyboard warrior, bravely battling grammar and basic comprehension on the frontlines of Webnovel.com."

He taps the mic.thump thump

"Hey champ… ever heard of reading?"

He zooms in on the comment and underlines the phrase: "no growth for MC."

Deadpool looks directly into the "camera," deadpan."This is the part where I remind you that the MC literally went from being a half-depressed, hoodie-wearing background NPC to wielding the goddamn Infinity Gauntlet, accidentally summoning a slayer, punching through walls, and meeting multiversal badasses like he's swiping right on destiny."

He gestures wildly."You think that's 'just a laugh'?! Bro, if your idea of character development is someone sitting in a cave journaling about their trauma for six chapters straight, then maybe don't click on a story where the literal first line has Deadpool in it!"

He pulls out cue cards labeled "STORY TROPES."

"Let's break this down. You want 'growth'? We got:

Power progression ✅

Emotional maturity starting to bud? ✅(real Mature)

MC being forced into leadership? ✅(sometimes)

Exploring identity in a world full of gods and psychos? ✅(atleast one)

Learning to not vaporize friends by accident with said gauntlet? ✅"

Deadpool tosses the cards in the air like confetti.

"And yeah, we got laughs too, because this story isn't trying to be your sad boy slow burn with grayscale cover art and three paragraphs describing someone's f***ing tears. It's about chaos, momentum, heart, and—plot twist—fun."

He leans forward, eyes narrowing.

"This ain't your basic 'chosen one is sad and broods for 10 chapters' type of fic. This is a full-course buffet of wild multiversal hijinks, where everyone gets screen time, everyone evolves, and the MC's journey is literally rewriting his existence."

He holds up the iPad again.

"Meanwhile, you're stuck thinking 'growth' means one dude hogging the spotlight like it's a high school talent show. Go touch grass."

A slow clap starts echoing.

From no one. Because there's no audience. Just the void.

Deadpool does finger guns anyway."Now, since we're not slowing this rollercoaster down for a dude who missed the seatbelt warning, let's get back to business."

🗳️ POLL – Where do we go from here?

Solo Run: Alex Style

He's going off alone for the next artifact. New location, new trials, no team babysitting.

Murdock's Secret Arc

Matt Murdock returns. But not in red spandex—this time it's suits and courtrooms, and something shady behind closed doors.

TVA

 Remember those guy from Volume 1? He's watching Alex again. And now, He's ready to make a move.

Wildcard Option – You Decide!

Want a plot twist? A new villain? A crossover you've been dreaming about? Drop your own chaos below.

Deadpool straightens his jacket.

"And to the dude who thinks the MC isn't growing… don't worry. We'll send a care package to your timeline. It'll contain a flashlight and a mirror. Maybe then you can find where you left your taste."

He tosses the mic into the abyss like a grenade.

BOOM.

TO BE CONTINUED…Choose your next adventure. And yes, we're still laughing.Now vote or drop your chaos below.