you’re a huge fan of comics. Damian Wayne, DeadPool, Harley Quinn, SpiderMan. Last night, you woke up with a huge pair of pitch black feathery wings attatched to your spine. you noticed the nubs of antlers hidden in your hair when getting ready, and stopped time on the way to school. you just finished fighting 3 giant golems made of byrite crystal, using your freshly unfurled wings and a lead pipe. reporters flooded into the lunchroom, and you teleported to the bathroom. wtf is happening?