I parachuted into Marvel with the Vought Company of Black Robe Pickets.
At the beginning, he easily defeated Uncle Fried Chicken with the power of "Infinite Concept" and became the sole master of Walter.
Facing the rebellious people of the motherland, I smiled and held him under my feet: "Call me foster father, and I can give you everything you desire..."
After he tremblingly shouted those two words, I smiled with satisfaction.
The Super Seven became my packaging tool, and all the wealth in the world was in my name.
Until one day, a black man wearing a one-eyed patch knocked on my door...
