Everyone knows Batman and Iron Man don’t get along.
In the past, they traded barbs.
In the future, they’ll trade punches.
Of course, their successors have taken their place.
“Batman, I think we need to talk.”
“About what? About how my fist hurts from punching you? Hmph.”
*
Everyone knows that in the Justice League, Superman is the league chairman and Batman is the league’s advisor.
Apparently, that’s not how things are in the future.
“Hello, Batman, Chairman of the League.”
A question mark seemed to appear over the Bat’s head.
“Hello, hello! I’m Superman! I’m the League’s batt... I mean, advisor!”
Superman let out a short syllable.
Then the future Justice League held a little meeting over their heads.
Everyone looked conflicted as they endured the green light shining down on them, saying nothing for a long time.
*
In the memories of the future, the Justice League, the Avengers, and the X-Men had all become things of the past.
In their place stood the Shadow Society.
Bound by obsession to the bone, we follow one another even in the shadows.
We are not heroes. We are the...
Shadow Society.
HIGH-VISIBILITY NOTICE
I. Extreme OOC warning.
II. If you don’t like it, don’t read it.
III. My writing is terrible, please go easy on me.
IV. Don’t dwell on logic bugs. Just enjoy the story.
V. A sweet treat I’ve been brewing for ages after watching The Avengers.
VI. A completed short story of over 100,000 words, fully written in advance.
VII. Updates every other day at 10 a.m. sharp.
Theme: We’ve always been waiting for you.
Work style: relaxed; copywriting highlights V: sweet cookie. I'm so fucked.
Woo woo woo, I'm rescued, my worldly awareness of being honest and upright is too cute, woo woo woo.
... To be honest, I have always felt that it is more terrifying that no one in the world remembers me than to die... Is this the TE ending???
???? What?! Give me a mouthful of candy and give me a billion knives!!!???
... To be honest, I have always felt that it is more terrifying that no one in the world remembers me than to die... Is this the TE ending???
…The previous one, HE, this TE, the knife that made me cry, I almost got a mouth ulcer after eating it.
Sugar???! I think our definition of sugar is different——[tearful. Jpg]
This is a knife made of sugar...
. . . . This author can't have it anymore. Knife?
Second brush... Still feeling complicated