The Supreme Doomsday In Marvel

[Yuuki Asuna]: "Supreme Doomsday? That name sounds insanely powerful. What's your backstory, newcomer?"

[CC]: "The title 'Supreme' alone screams overpowered! I wonder if you're as strong as you sound."

[Whitebeard]: "Gurarara! You sound formidable, newcomer. How about a sparring match with me?"

[Yuuki Asuna]: "No way! Whitebeard, you're a walking earthquake. Newcomer, don't listen to him. His strength is off the charts!"

[CC]: "Actually, I'd love to see them fight. A duel between Supreme Doomsday and the Emperor of the Sea? Count me in."

The group's enthusiasm buzzed, but Yuki only offered a simple reply before retreating from the conversation.

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In the classroom, Natasha Romanoff—also known as the Black Widow—walked in gracefully, her uniform hugging her frame with military precision. Her blonde hair shimmered under the fluorescent lights, and the collective gaze of the students followed her every step.

The previous teacher froze at the sight of her. "Excuse me, who might you be?"

Natasha flashed a polite yet calculating smile. "I'm your replacement. Starting today, I'll be teaching this class. The principal personally assigned me to cover this position."

Her confidence was unwavering, and soon enough, the teacher received confirmation via text and left with a puzzled glance.

As soon as the door closed, the students erupted with excitement.

"Wow, she's gorgeous! Is she really our teacher?"

"With a teacher this stunning, I'm never skipping class again!"

Natasha responded with a composed smile but kept her real focus locked on one particular student sitting at the back.

Yuki sat quietly, his head propped on one hand, his expression disinterested yet observant. Unlike the others, he wasn't taken in by Natasha's beauty. He knew who she really was—a senior S.H.I.E.L.D. agent sent here for a reason.

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As the class ended, Natasha subtly approached Peter Parker, who was seated next to Yuki. Her warm smile disarmed him instantly.

"What's your name, kid?"

Peter's face flushed slightly. "P-Peter Parker, ma'am."

"Well, Peter, you seemed very attentive today. It's rare to see such focus in class."

"It's, uh, because you're such a good teacher," Peter stammered, clearly nervous.

Natasha chuckled, easing the tension. "That's sweet of you to say. By the way, I noticed your friend at the back—Yuki, was it? He seems rather… unique. What's his story?"

Peter scratched his head, unsure how to respond. "Yuki's kind of mysterious. He transferred in recently, and honestly, he mostly just sleeps during class. But, uh… I did see him feeding stray dogs once. He's not a bad guy at all!"

Natasha's brow furrowed slightly. The intel she had on Yuki painted him as a dangerous, enigmatic figure, one responsible for leaving a trail of destruction across the globe. Yet, here he was—a teenager napping in a classroom and feeding stray animals.

Something didn't add up.

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As Natasha contemplated, Yuki's phone buzzed on his desk. He glanced at the screen, his expression turning serious.

The call was from Wilson Fisk, better known as Kingpin.

"Mr. Yuki," came Fisk's voice, uncharacteristically shaky. "Daredevil's actions caused a structural collapse near my headquarters. My wife and child are trapped in the wreckage. Please… I need your help!"

Yuki sighed, his disinterest barely hidden. "Fisk, you know I don't involve myself unless there's someone strong enough to challenge me. But… just this once."

Fisk's relief was audible. "Thank you. I'll owe you for this."

"Send me the coordinates."

As the call ended, Yuki stood from his desk, ignoring the curious glances of his classmates. Within seconds, he vanished, leaving behind only the sound of a sonic boom and cracks in the ground where he once stood.

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Yuki arrived at the disaster site, the central mall in Queens, in mere moments. Flames roared, and smoke billowed into the sky. Rescuers scrambled, shouting instructions, but the scene was chaotic.

Without hesitation, Yuki leaped into the ruins, moving faster than the human eye could track. He darted between crumbling walls and fallen debris, pulling survivors from the wreckage. His movements were a blur, his speed incomprehensible to the onlookers.

"Did you see that?!" one firefighter shouted.

"Who—or what—is he?" another asked, frozen in awe.

Within three seconds, Yuki had rescued over 3,000 people, placing them safely on the ground. He then turned his attention to the center of the rubble, where the largest pieces of debris loomed ominously.

As they began to collapse, Yuki extended a single hand. Energy crackled around his palm, forming a radiant blue glow. With a deafening roar, he released the energy, obliterating the boulders in an instant.

Dust and smoke cleared, revealing Yuki standing unscathed at the epicenter of the destruction. The crowd stared in stunned silence.

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Satisfied, Yuki activated the chat group's recording function, capturing the entire scene. He sent the footage to the group, a subtle smirk on his lips.

Moments later, the chat group exploded with messages.

[Whitebeard]: "Gurarara! Now that's what I call power!"

[Yuuki Asuna]: "That was insane! Are you even human?!"

[CC]: "Okay, I'm officially impressed. Supreme Doomsday lives up to the hype."

Yuki leaned against a nearby wall, letting the group chatter. If nothing else, this unexpected development made his day slightly more entertaining.

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