Ever since leaving her hometown and arriving on 40K Earth, Gwenpool had been living a very comfortable life.
Even though it felt a little like a female college student being kept by a sugar daddy, Deathstroke covered all her food, clothing, housing, and travel expenses. He had even arranged for her to attend the same school as Squirrel Girl. For a die-hard Marvel fan like her, it could not have been a better arrangement, and she accepted without hesitation.
There had been nothing she needed to do during this period, so life had been incredibly easy. She spent every day happily enjoying herself and had not even taken part in the Cosmic Voyage.
With her abilities, she had no need for a spaceship at all. Once humanity's future extraterrestrial colonies were built, she could simply walk from one comic panel into the next and arrive directly at her destination to enjoy everything already prepared. Why run around everywhere and waste time she could spend online watching shows and playing games?
At first, she had somewhat wanted to go home—her home on Earth-TRN565. She was not an orphan; she had parents and a younger brother, and her family was doing quite well financially.
But now? She was having too much fun on 40K Earth to think of home.
Besides, things back home were always peaceful. There was not a single Superhuman besides herself. It was just an ordinary world, with nothing to worry about.
At most, she would sneak back for a visit during school breaks. Her parents still thought she was studying at Oxford in the United Kingdom, thanks to the fake acceptance letter Adjutant had helped prepare.
Still, she was a little curious. Deathstroke had not come looking for her in a long time. Ever since helping Spider-Man deal