I never created Superman TAS.
A smile materialized on Reverend Amos Howell's face as he wandered Smallville for many hours. *I'll locate others for Unity to control sooner or later. Unity is eternal. My master is going to eventually conquer this world. Maybe someday. Maybe!* he thought.
Reverend Amos Howell turned to a few empty vehicles. He began to frown at a snail's pace. *I WILL find others for my master!* Perhaps he was able to convince Unity to conquer other places instead of Smallville. *Unity should understand my current situation. Maybe someday he will understand.*
Reverend Amos Howell's frown remained. *Maybe someday? Perhaps never.*
THE END