Kamen Rider: In Marvel, I Am the Chairman of the X-Factor!

Bai Jin opens his eyes to find himself the eldest Chinese-American son of a family on New York’s Upper East Side.

Along with memories of his past life, he has a Kamen Rider System shop in his mind. Gaia Memories, Lost Drivers, Desire Medals, Lockseeds... They’re all unlocked, except for one thing he needs: money.

And so, Conglomerate X is born on the eighty-eighth floor of a Manhattan skyscraper.

“Mr. Bai, the fake Memories cost five million each. Shall I sign the contract?”

“Sign it.”

“Mr. Bai, I’m taking the Magma Memory with me, all right?”

“Get lost.”

“Chairman Bai, three superheroes are surrounded by Dopants at the harbor!”

“Great. Let the data come back automatically.”

While Tony is still hammering together the armor for Mark I in a cave, Kingpin is still tapping the ground with his cane, and Daredevil is still in Hell’s Kitchen...

Bai Jin lifts his coffee and leans back in his swivel chair with a faint smile.

“Everyone, there’s no shame in making money.”

Years later, from Manhattan to Wakanda, from Asgard to Hell’s Kitchen, Conglomerate X’s reach is known everywhere.

“If the superheroes can protect this world, then I, Bai Jin, can protect it too!”

Of course, it’ll cost extra!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.