Phoenix Pact Into The Marvel Universe Volume #1 [Satire]
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  • Reads 1,056
  • Votes 76
  • Parts 14
  • Time 4h 46m
Ongoing, First published May 23, 2019
Mature
Four immature, irresponsible and reluctant Superheroes known as the "Phoenix Pact"  get teleported from their simple superhero world to the chaotic Marvel (Comic) Universe.  The story follows their many comedic misadventures as they try to adapt and survive to their new Marvelous surroundings while trying to find a way back to their home world. (Open FF)
      
      *Written like a Script* 
      *Entire Series Contains Mature Themes, Graphic Violence, Strong Language and Drug Use*
    
  Volume #1 Reefer Madness (Currently Revision on Issue 2-14 (Final Revision) 📑
  Issue 1-14
  
  Volume #2 Cult of Personalities [Writing 2nd Draft] 📝
  Issue 16-(44)
  
  Volume #3 Risk Nor Reward [Writing 1st Draft]📋
  Issue 46 - (?)
  
  Volume #4 Nightmares on Weed Street [Outlining]📋
  Issue?
  
  Volume #5 (Title Unannounced)  [Story Boarding]📋
  Issue?
  
  Volume #6 (Title Unannounced) [N/A]📌
  Issue?
  
  Volume #7 Series Finale [N/A]📌
  Issue?
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