American Comics: Selling Kingpin a Weapon of Truth from the Start

I transmigrated into Marvel. I didn’t choose to be a hero or a villain. I chose to sell weapons.

From the start, a gang war breaks out in New York. I find Kingpin and hand him a divine weapon from the Myriad Worlds.

“Paying on credit is fine. You can settle the bill with your battle record.”

With the gun in hand, Kingpin swept away every gang in New York overnight.

Iron Man rushes in to put out the fire, only to find that the firepower on the other side is on an entirely different level.

I sit behind the scenes, watching my war points roll in and my stats climb by the second.

The more chaos there is, the more I earn. The harder the heroes suffer, the happier I am.

From the moment I sold the first gun, this world’s order was doomed to collapse.