Master of the Marvel Universe

Marvel Universe's Master Author: Sword Rune

[Synopsis]:

An ordinary pay-to-win gamer who had been drifting through life transmigrated into the Marvel Universe and obtained the Servant Summoning System.

When the characters from his fantasies appeared before his eyes one by one, he realized that everyone in this world carried the wish they desired most deeply in their hearts.

I am your Master. Your wishes are partly my responsibility.

But before that... I need to spend everything I have pulling Black Jeanne!

Transmigration and the Esper

Earth, in some laid-back wellness chat group.

"Hello, everyone. Time to show off."

"After spending 1,200 quartz, I finally pulled an ssy with my very last summoning ticket!!"

"Ah! I'm so excited!"

What followed was a string of exclamation marks.

The young man could hardly contain his excitement. He had spent over seven thousand yuan on 1,200 quartz. Luckier players could have pulled five ultra-rare Servants with that much, and he had nearly despaired at how unlucky he had been. Yet he had somehow struck gold with the few summoning tickets given out at the end of the event.

"Congrats on the pull."

"Congrats on the pull. This calls for a red packet."

"Congrats on the pull. This calls for a red packet."

"..."

As usual, congratulations flooded the chat group.

Of course, some of them knew the young man.

"Shen He, you blew nearly half a month's salary on this, didn't you?"

"Don't say that. Let me be happy first before I think about it, okay..."

Shen He felt like his heart was bleeding.

He was a programmer from a top-tier university. Just three years after graduation, he was already making close to twenty thousand yuan a month. His future should have been limitless, carefree and unrestrained.

So how had he ended up playing this stupid game?

Even Shen He himself could not explain it. If he had to name the real reason, there was probably only one.

Loneliness, emptiness, and cold.

In this world full of material desires and fickle human relationships, only 2D waifus could soothe his sorrow.

New York, Manhattan.

Warm spring sunlight spread across the ground of this international metropolis, bringing a trace of warmth to the cold concrete jungle.

Shen He sat on a bench by the street, staring blankly at pedestrians hurrying off to work. No matter where it was, the pace of life in a big city was always fast.

Once, Shen He had been one of those people too. But now he sat there leisurely, emptying his mind and enjoying the idleness of having nothing to do.