My brother had a massive comic book collection—I'm talking thousands of comics. At some point, his collection got so big that my parents dedicated an entire room in the house just for storing it all. I used to spend hours in that room, skimming through different comics, getting to know all the superheroes and their stories, and drooling over the ads for all the things I wanted but knew my parents wouldn't buy me. Every video game, every bicycle, every toy , and every candy—I wanted it all, but…