(POSSIBLY CANCELED) FUGON

Throughout history, the pursuit of becoming a weapon has been a dominant goal for humanity. Kerry Jackson, a 20-year-old with a wealthy family and no responsibilities, was a devoted fan of all thing's superhero. His love for this genre extended to novels, comics, games, movies, and TV shows. One day, while watching his favorite superhero series, a thought struck him. He could use his family's wealth – a staggering 8.4 billion dollars – to commission a custom suit and gadgets for himself. Despite lacking superpowers, he could become a vigilante, much like his idol, Batman. As Kerry's mind raced with this idea, his heart raced with excitement. The thought of becoming a real-life superhero filled him with purpose and adrenaline. He could already imagine the thrill of chasing down criminals and saving innocent lives. With each passing second, his determination grew stronger. Kerry's family's luxurious mansion was the perfect setting for his grand plan. Surrounded by opulence, he sat in his spacious living room, eagerly watching the latest episode of his favorite TV show. The high-definition screen and surround sound system made him feel like he was a part of the action. Suddenly, a voice interrupted his thoughts. "Kerry, dinner is served," his butler announced. Kerry barely acknowledged him, too deep in thought to pay attention. As the butler patiently waited for a response, Kerry's mind raced with ideas for his superhero persona. He could already envision the sleek design of his suit and the advanced gadgets that would make him unstoppable. With dinner forgotten, Kerry's mind was consumed with his new mission. He couldn't wait to share his plans with his family and prove that he was more than just a wealthy heir. He was going to become a real-life superhero, and nothing could stop him. Following much strenuous persuasion, he was able to secure a loan of 4 million dollars from his parents. With the funds in hand, he delved into his research, determined to make his dreams a reality. It wasn't until he connected with a man named Ceaser online that things began to take shape. Caesar, a skilled craftsman, agreed to create a bespoke suit for him. In addition, Kerry managed to find a skilled artisan who could fashion a custom speargun - his first and most important weapon. Kerry nervously stepped out into the dark, his heart pounding with excitement and fear. He had spent weeks crafting his alter ego, but as he donned the ridiculous costume of "Lizard-man," he couldn't help but feel it was a terrible name. But it was the best he could come up with in the moment. As he patrolled the streets for the eighth night in a row, Kerry couldn't shake the feeling that he was in over his head. Suddenly, he heard a commotion and saw a group of gang members attacking a defenseless man. Without hesitation, Kerry rushed towards them, his heart racing and his voice booming as he commanded them to stop. But the gang members only laughed at him, their derisive sneers sending a chill down Kerry's spine. He braced himself as one of them pulled out a gun and fired a bullet directly at his chest. The impact sent Kerry flying backwards, landing hard on the ground. Through the excruciating pain, he was relieved to feel the protection of his bulletproof suit. As he lay on the pavement, Kerry's mind raced with thoughts of how he could make a difference if he got back up and fought. And with sheer determination, he pushed himself up and stood tall, ready to take on the gang members and protect his city. Kerry stands up, his eyes blazing with determination as he grips his spear tightly in his hand. Without hesitation, he unleashes it, the sharp tip finding its mark in one of the Gang member's faces with a sickening thud. As he reaches for one of his knives, his movements are swift and practiced, each one executed with deadly precision. The other Gang member doesn't stand a chance as Kerry hurls the knife at him, the blade sinking deep into his flesh. But Kerry is not alone in this fight. The man who was being robbed, fueled by adrenaline and fear, springs into action, joining Kerry in the battle. Together, they fight off the third gang member, their combined strength and determination overpowering him. Kerry seizes the gang member's gun and fires a single, fatal shot into his chest. As the dust settles, the 2nd gang member lies on the ground, his body trembling with shock and terror. His friend's lifeless body lies next to him, the spear still protruding from his head. He watches in horror as Kerry approaches him, his eyes cold and unforgiving. The man knows he is no match for Kerry's deadly skills, but he is given a temporary reprieve as the sound of approaching sirens fills the air. "You got lucky," Kerry sneers, before grabbing the man and running off with him. In the aftermath, Kerry turns to the man he saved, a satisfied grin on his face. "This is my first encounter and, holy shit, bro! That was awesome!" Kerry exclaims, his voice full of excitement and adrenaline. But the man can only stare at Kerry in shock, unable to comprehend his lack of remorse for taking a life. Kerry's actions have left him shaken and afraid, and he quickly makes his escape. "Where ya goin'?" Kerry calls after him, his laughter echoing through the deserted streets.