“Where am I?”
Sean High looked around in utter bewilderment.
In the center of the room stood a V-shaped conference table, with a main high-backed chair set at the apex and three seats lining each side.
A soft thud brought Sean’s gaze snapping back down to what was right in front of him.
Looking down, he saw a cute, blonde, blue-eyed girl kneeling at his feet.
She wore a white-and-gold bodysuit, a heavy white-and-gold cape hanging behind her, and a striking gold star emblem emblazoned across her chest.
This iconic outfit!
WTF?
Are you cosplaying Starlight for me?
No, wait!
As Sean took in the girl’s face, his pupils dilated in shock.
This wasn’t cosplay—it was the real deal.
And not just any version, but the Season 1 peak-beauty Starlight.
*Oi!*
Sean leaned forward slightly.
A familiar scene, a familiar character, a familiar storyline.
A flood of memory fragments rushed into his head, confirming his wildest guess.
Right now, in this very moment, he—the guy currently receiving Starlight’s enthusiastic “advances”—was none other than The Deep from *The Boys*.
The absolute floor of The Seven’s combat strength, the end-of-life hospice worker for marine life, the guy with a passive debuff that practically begged his teammates to bully him, the ruler of the oceans whose power was limited to talking to fish.
*Ding!*
A crisp, mechanical chime echoed in his mind.
[Congratulations, Host, on unlocking the Superpower Copy System.]
[The Host can copy powers and base stats from supes by building friendships with them.]
[The higher a supe’s trust in the Host, the more complete the copied abilities and stats will be.
When a supe’s Trust Level reaches 100%, the Host will copy all of their superpowers and base stats.]
The Deep checked his own baseline panel.
[Strength: B] [Speed: B (SS in water)] [Physical Defense: A (Absolute Weakness: Gills)] [Stamina: A] [Vision: B] [Hearing: B] [Self-Healing: B] [Telekinesis: C] [Skill: Heart of the Ocean — Communicate directly with and sense the emotions of all marine life.]
Truly worthy of being the weakest link in The Seven.
Aside from Heart of the Ocean, he was utterly useless from head to toe.
The Deep looked down at Starlight, who was kneeling on the floor.
*I’m sorry.
I wanted to be a good guy, but I didn’t have a choice.*
“You bastard!
Son of a bitch!” Starlight barked angrily.
She shoved The Deep to the ground, adjusted her suit, and bolted toward the restroom.
The Deep brought up his system panel.
[Congratulations!
Starlight’s Trust Level toward the Host has reached 50%.
Perfectly copied Starlight’s superpowers.]
[Blinding Light: Emit a million-candlepower flash from your hands and eyes to blind targets.] [Photonic Impulse: Condense electrical energy into high-temperature light blasts to blow enemies back.] [Luminescence: Cause your palms and eyes to glow at will for illumination.]
As expected of the female lead of *The Boys*.
Even in her green Season 1 state, she already had three skills.
And Starlight was nowhere near her peak yet.
If he remembered correctly, she would even learn to fly in the later seasons.
The Deep pulled an electrical wire from the wall and ripped off the plug.
Arcs of electricity sparked wildly, writhing like a dying snake.
He grabbed the snake by its head.
Instantly, the sparks were drained into his palm, while the security camera monitors in the conference room flickered wildly.
The high-voltage current surged through his hand and into his body.
Instead of excruciating pain or internal destruction, it brought an overwhelming surge of satisfaction.
It felt like a power bank suddenly getting hooked up to a fast charger, hitting full battery in a split second.
“Is this…
power?”
The Deep stared at his hands in disbelief.
His palms flickered like lightbulbs, while his aqua-blue eyes blazed with a brilliant golden radiance.
With a focus of his will, a sphere of light condensed in his palm—Starlight’s strongest skill, Photonic Impulse.
He wanted to test the blast’s power to gauge his combat potential.
But just as he was about to unleash it, a sudden thought hit him like a bucket of ice water.
It snapped him back to reality instantly.
He clenched his fist, snuffing out the light orb into nothingness.
He had forgotten about the most terrifying entity in this world: the leader of The Seven, the absolute power ceiling of the entire series—Homelander.
If his own overall rating was an A, then Homelander’s was an SSS+.
Strength, speed, defense, self-healing—Homelander was a complete star-player with zero weaknesses.
On top of that, he had flight and devastating heat vision.
Max defense, max offense—the guy was a walking cheat code.
If that blast had destroyed Homelander’s chair, Homelander would probably strangle him to death without hesitation.
A supe wasn’t terrifying on its own.
A supe with invincible strength *and* an unpredictable temper was the most horrifying monster imaginable.
A cold sweat broke out on The Deep’s back.
In other superhero universes, lying low meant you could live a normal life.
But in *The Boys* universe, Homelander was a Damocles sword eternally hanging over everyone’s head.
True destruction didn’t even care about your opinion.