The Biohazard ( Male reader x DC Harem)
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  • Reads 52,366
  • Votes 1,047
  • Parts 15
  • Time 1h 50m
Ongoing, First published Feb 05, 2023
I do not own DC

You had a good life, you lived it with your Parents and you loved them and they loved you.

it was your fifth birthday when your meta powers kicked in. you had invited all your friends, family, it was going to be a ball. but fate didn't want that. As you blew out all the candles everyone started to cough and rech. One by one the fell and soon it was only you. You called the police and when they got there the fell dead too.

It ended with Superman coming in and taking you out of the area.

you were put into a glass box and you stayed there till your 18 birthday when you decided you had enough
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