A few months had passed since Cullen had discovered his power, and he had gotten a few dozen of them, and some are just weird..
He had super baking, after helping a few restaurants he used his speed to go faster, and they all just thought he was a super cool and he became one, he had to look up recipes and keep the image up to increase it, but cooking for people was fun.
He then got super construction powers, he could build buildings faster and more efficiently, so he used it to offer free repairs for homes all over the city, which also increased his strength quite a bit.
The next one was the second strangest , he had perfect outfit power, due to him constantly making himself look good, he suddenly didn't have to try anymore, people now think he just supernaturally looked good all the time without effort..he didn't hate waking up every day with perfect hair.
The last one, now that was weird, he could now make close up magic tricks that actually had effects, though minor ones, he did some tricks for a crowd while doing some other hero work, and due to his other amazing skills did so good, people just believed he was magic, and now he can pull coins out of ears, make milk disappear, and teleport..just between two wooden boxes, as long as they were a few feet apart.
But hey! Teleportation!. "Alright..so super strength..speed..stamina and endurance are up, I can now handle a powerful gun with just a very bad bruise, and I can lift a truck over my head..I can run as fast as car.." he tapped his pen.
He was about to go on an interview, as he tried to come up with powers that were believable for him to have right now. "...what powers..super senses for one, that will be a big help, seeing though walls and hearing across the city.."
He looked up, biting the pen. "Maybe..power weakening..get people to think one of my powers weakens other powers..yeah, that's a good one, it will be small at first, but the more people see it, the more it will take effect..then even homelander will be nothing."
He smirks, he hated fake hero's, he wanted to be the greatest hero on the planet, and I real one at that, save the innocent, uphold true justice. "Alright let's do this."
He went out to the stage, waving at everyone, as his hair had turned white, mostly from the dye, as he wanted to be x, a man with unending aura, he needed to look the part, as he started the interview, talking about a few powers, and laying the belief for his new ones, he had no idea who was watching.
Over in America, in vought homelander along with the seven, where watching the interview, their faces all confused by this guy. "Alright..who the fuck leaked compound v over there?."
Homelanders eyes scanned the room, his breath normal, but his eyes held a glow. "Because who is that?." He stood up, looking down at them. "No one is gonna say anything..alright.." he eyed them, his eyes lighting for brighter for a few seconds, before he left.
In an alley Billy butcher was watching the interview as well. "Great..more of these fucks, and now there's one I Europe." He listened in, hearing about the guys powers, and when he heard the power weakening part, it got his attention. "Weakens other hero's powers.." he started getting a plan, and left to make some calls.
Cullen smirks, he felt it, their trust..their love, he felt it making him stronger, as he felt the new super senses and power weakening take affect, his mind adapting to the new senses easily, and while he didn't have another hero to try out his power weakening, he knew it was there, and it would be his ace in the whole.
When he left, he smiled for his fans, as he sighed autographs, flirted a little with some cute woman, and then left, as he had bad guys to stop. "Damn it..I should have made up some power to sense evil doers..would have been such a big help."
He got home, his house gate and the wall around it being covered in gifts, flowers and messages from his fans. "They love me..and I love them." He looked out over Dublin, his home. "Mm well, another night of powers to try and get."
He went into his study, writing down future powers, tackle telekinesis so he can catch people without hurting them, and deal with massive objects, photokinesis to control light and make himself look mystical and divine. "What's another power..another power.." there was an infinite number, but he needed them to be believable.
"Oh! This one is good!" He wrote down healing. "If I come off as a healer, I can head to any hospital and heal every person their, but due to the power growth being so slow, it will take time..but like my other powers, I can say I need to train them to make them stronger, which isn't a lie per say, as farming love can be training."
He layed back, and smiled, after a long day he went to bed, not knowing the absolute fucking shit that went on over in America especially with the now disproved theory of America is God's favourite country, now that a hero was found outside of it.