I'm the goddamn Star-Beater!
I beat stars! THAT is some serious ass superheroing!
I don't just fight 'em, I beat 'em. Maybe to death, I dunno.
From my letter of registration confirmation:
Congratulations, and welcome to the Champions Prime reserve force. If you're
reading this your powers are probably K-class or better, one of the heavy
hitters of the superhero universe. When planet-eating gods or interdimensional
invasion fleets arrive, or maybe the Moon is a little ways out of alignment, you
get called. Let the karate kids and backyard inventors clean up the street –
you're built for the cosmic stuff.
I'm Damsel -- but then, you know that. I've only saved your planet forty-seven