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Marvel MK: CH 107 – Echoes of The Victorious Fighting Buddha

A low, demonic laugh, like stones grinding together in the deep earth, echoed from the rubble. The figure of Elder Ming rose, brushing dust from his saffron robes. He stood unharmed, but his frail body began to tweak and contort, as if a great sna...

Marvel MK: CH 106 – The Stillness Between Winds

A hush fell over the Hidden Headband Temple as Jack turned from the Abbot, his long hair catching the crisp mountain wind. Without another word, he walked toward the edge of the courtyard, his hanfu shimmering in the dawn light. He didn’t look b...

Marvel MK: CH 105 – The Curse of Silence

Xavier Mansion – West Wing Dormitory

In a room dimly lit by moonlight peeking through aged curtains, Tenzin sat cross-legged on his bed, hands resting gently on his knees, back straight despite the soft mattress. He hummed softly, a rhythm...

Chapter 104 – When the Mountain Sees the Sun

KEKEKEKEKEKEKEKE. Laughter rang out like cymbals thrown into the sunrise. It wasn’t just loud. It was improper. Irreverent. Divine. The mountain echoed it back as if the rocks themselves had never heard joy quite so stupid.

Inside the slee...

Chapter 103 – Dharma Breaks, Laughter Echoes

The late-night restaurant now buzzed at a lower hum, as if even the air had started listening. The table between Jack Hou and the monk remained divided not by food, but by intent. On Jack’s side: towering plates, smeared sauces, glistening duck ...

Marvel MK: CH 102 – Duck, Baijiu, and Dharma

The sound of metal clanking rang across the stone yard of Kamar-Taj, sharp and final. A sling ring spun once, then fell flat onto the earth, its weight heavier than its size should allow. Karl Mordo stood frozen, eyes tight, jaw tighter, hand twit...

Marvel MK: Side Story 3

[Timeline: After Jack battle with Jean]

The dust had not yet settled over the rubble of the X-Mansion, but the battle was over. The Golden Phoenix, once burning brighter than any star in their sky, had vanished mid-flight. And in its place�...

Marvel MK: Chapter 101 – The Scroll of Chaos

Days blurred into a weeks. The seasons outside Kamar-Taj shifted, but within the hallowed library, time moved at its own pace—measured by the slow turning of ancient pages and the soft hum of contained magic. Master Wright, the library's unyield...

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Tomorrow's the big day! I'll be presenting my thesis to my professors, so wish me luck that everything goes smoothly. Also, a quick apology for the lack of chapter updates. I've really had to pour all my focus into this presentation. Thanks so muc...

Marvel MK: CH 100 – Tea with the Big Brother

“—and that’s why I rejected the IRS agent who confessed to me,” Jack Hou declared, legs kicked up, cup of tea untouched beside him. “She just wanted me to pay my taxes. KEKEKEKE.”

Across the teahouse table, the Ancient O...

Marvel MK: CH 99 – The Weight of Strength

Flames licked the sky. Streetlamps flickered. Rubble crumbled like sugar under boot heels. Hulk charged Abomination—teeth bared, fists ready. But Abomination was faster. He sidestepped, then planted a boot right into Hulk's chest. 

CR...

HFfC: CH 3: The First Pack

"Wake up, boy."

The words cut through his dreamless sleep like a blade across glass.

Zero's eyes snapped open. The first thing he saw was an elven man towering over him with sharp features and sharper contempt. The elf's voice dripped ...

HFfC: CH 2: The Offer

The divine being squinted down at his scroll again, then suddenly jolted as if someone had slapped the back of his cosmic head. "Oh, stars above," he muttered, reaching to the side and yanking an impossibly long clipboard from thin air. "...

HFfC: CH 1: The Last Sunday Morning

2008

The clink of crystal glasses and the low hum of overpriced conversations formed the white noise of La Rive, an upscale restaurant that looked down—both literally and figuratively—on the rest of the Los Angeles. Silver chandeliers fl...

Marvel MK: Chapter 98 – The Street Prophet

A bulky, news van pulled to a jerky stop along the curb—paint peeling, satellite dish crooked, one tire making a sad wheezing sound. The door slammed open. 

Jonah Jameson, in rolled-up sleeves and tactical suspenders, stormed out like...

Chapter 97 – The Monster and the Man

Donald Blake’s ears were ringing—like church bells buried under sirens. Everything was smoke and shouting.

The ground trembled under his feet. He staggered backward as several armed soldiers sprinted past him toward the towering green be...

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Hi there! Sorry for the lackluster upload, but I have some exciting news! I just submitted my thesis for graduation. It’s been a long and arduous journey filled with formal requirements and application steps, but it's finally done! The only rema...

Chapter 96 – The Spark Before the Roar

The alarm didn’t go off. It never needed to. Donald Blake was already awake. He lay still, staring up at the ceiling, waiting for his thoughts to settle into shape. The early light filtered in through the half-closed blinds, cutting the room int...

Chapter 95 – Five Faces in the Dark

The air in the Golden Peach district was warmer than usual. Not hot—thick. Like summer was breathing down the alleyways, pressing itself into the bricks and street signs. Or maybe it was just because something else had started to stir. Something...

Chapter 94 – Monkey Business

“GODDAMN IT!” The thunderous roar of frustration echoed through the sterile halls of the sub-basement level of Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters. Inside the sprawling lab, Hank McCoy, his fur bristling with stress, slammed a steel clipbo...

Chapter 93 – Sir, I’m Gonna Have To Ask You To Exit The Donut

The coronation was everything Thor hoped it would be—golden, thunderous, loud.

Yesterday’s hunt had ended exactly how he planned; in blood, muscle, and victory. The roc beast's wings—once the proud symbol of vigilance among the frost g...

Chapter 92 – Tea with a Statue

May 29th. The End of Spring.

Under a quiet, silver-lit sky, a circular ripple of golden energy shimmered into being on the front yard of the newly rebuilt X-Mansion. The rebuilt grounds were silent, the grass just beginning to grow back into...

Chapter 91 – Rebirth

For a moment, time held its breath.

The Phoenix Force, wreathed in starlight and hatred, loomed in the air like a divine judgment. But before her, something changed—Jack Hou, battered, scorched, and grinning like a madman, began to shift.<...

Chapter 90 – The Phoenix Rises

The Daily Bugle livestream had gone dark for the moment, but its presence loomed like a sledgehammer in the digital age. In an era of polished press releases, algorithm-chasing thumbnails, and neutered media narratives, J. Jonah Jameson had become...

Chapter 89 – Welcome to Jack’s World

The cottage was quiet. Outside, the hum of machinery powering down and clinking of tools echoed as the Alfar finished the last of their check-up. Inside, Hermes—still wrapped in his Saint Nicholas disguise—sat alone by the fire, hands resting ...

Chapter 88 – Cracks Beneath the Flame

The winter light filtered through the frosted windows of a humble apartment complex in Seoul, its pale gold warmth landing gently on the wooden floorboards. The heater hummed faintly. Outside, a chorus of snow-shrouded rooftops greeted the world l...

Chapter 87 – God on the Clock

The sleigh cut across the night sky like a comet trailing snowdust. Jack Hou leaned forward, red-green hanfu fluttering wildly in the wind, Zephyr beside him humming with speed. His eyes gleamed golden under the moonlight.

He’d already cro...

Chapter 86 – Jack Hou Saves Christmas

Jack Hou stood tall and proud beside the sleigh, surveying the lineup of enchanted reindeer like a commander before battle. His outfit had changed—no longer the white-yellow hanfu of his usual flair. With the Alfar's enchanted stitching and a bi...

Chapter 85 – The Spark of Rebellion

Jack’s golden eyes blinked open from meditation, the glow in his pupils dimming like sunset behind clouds. He exhaled slowly, brushing his messy hair out of his face. The chill of the North Pole did little to cool the words still echoing in his ...

Chapter 84 – The Door to Too Much

As the door creaked open, Jack’s wicked grin—so full of promise and scandal—quickly morphed into… confusion. No glittering vault. No mountain of naughty secrets. No reindeer skeletons or elf union contracts. Just… a room. Ordinary lookin...