帝雄
That my life could hope for life, in faith or something, and you could believe in me, maybe we can challenge this entire planet for some kind of an aspect beyond all of ours before that these couldn't be so challenged, and out to worlds in my faith, but that this was couldn't, and theirs was shouldn't, or couldn't you hate what I was before your own lives, that this was my hatred for these enemi all, and shallower hearts could be faith in my own aspect,
"Pasha..."
"Dad?"
"It's happening...
I'll find you. I know these fates. My road here is just beginning, but I know what you do with time, so believe me,
my son", that this world could hope for these worlds taken by storms, living in hearts you could break apart and Scream! for these shares of this glory in my flight!
So take, my storm! Superman, calling in storm clouds like mad, and authorities out of their, Fucking minds!
This world this challenge before all of what we could breathe and that this was never wrong in before these old lives, and that I couldn't take these challengers here in my olden life, surely so sung before that I could hate her crest, or live in my worlds, on, and I couldn't believe these worlds inside my course, for chase...
Did you know
jetplanes, fighter jets, have outside speakers? They're not unaccustomed to remote hails, apparently, and that you could "Stand down!
You are out of your-" level of combat, did you think? And these could crash to ground, or faith in all we could ply,
I ripped them apart, and just so they could see it,
the one left alive, anyway, don't doubt, I don't know what the footsteps of a child predator sound like, as averse to your own? He was breathing, they both, were breathing, so they died in this fiery wreck, and over these channels warrant, that I could blast through chase, and challenge ever after, and I was, slow, I think, but in time, in, music, these surest rhythms, so come in these channels before, that if you move, in time, in, music,
sonic booms, exist not. And shared by this breakneck battle!
War, that I could bring these storms for all! This world, in hers, or that this fated, challenge, could believe these in hearts beyond all ours to these fewer lives inside my hope, for these worlds in my journey back into time!
These worlds, saved, my life, and I could break this channel beyond my hatred, for this war, or that your own aspect beyond my own, shame, or here, hung beyond in ours that this was gone before our worlds, and love could find you!
"Do you know what that means, though?"
"You're... what is sentient life, Superman?"
"In love." "Th-" "We couldn't guess, or you didn't, want to, maybe, but there's a God above and so below. That's called, nothing you ever needed for it besides Sex, Love, Romance, hatred for, yes, Hatred, for evil. I don't mean you need to be, what broken? What did you think I meant, when I said, I'd never kill, a forever child, into final fatality, just now, presently, that I said that, you know?"
"What is your, your idea of what, life is, Superman?"
"I'll answer my own questions too then, thanks. I'll tell you that, surely, like maybe you could have heard of King Kamehameha, and that he could be alive, but you'll never find him, or whatever you thought the seeker of truth,
the killer of kings, could have done against the evil creature that stole the name Siangoku, calling himself yes, a monkey king, when that man himself, had an eternal soul, and surely, still does. Well he cut his head off, like he does the others. Be part of your own worlds, but that, maybe if you believed in the evil monkey king, and that he, does, have the capacity, for love, but surely, his soul is present, and I,
no, don't try it. I, have no interest in your inability to recognize that this, is, the spirit world, and that he is still alive, but he was killed.
So King Kamehameha aside, I'll have a lot to do, and monsters to slay, and if you think, I can't hear the songs in your hearts, you're going to be incapable of faith in what I am, but when you Know my name, and you scream to the heavens, I will be there, and I am, alive, and real. But you should doubt your own Christian, faiths, did you think? I have life, because of what I have in these worlds of love, but I've died before,
and that's not untrue. So villains aside, never at all, but I can blast apart lots of thought bodies before I have to worry, about killing, anybody."
Worlds apart, this, WITNESS! "You can't Bring me in! I'm unstoppable! You think this is- What, the Fuck?!"
"Breathe easier, for a while, you look stressed out." Bullets, he fired, bullets at me, here, and I'd seen him from across several millions of villages, this planet respect, and gone to worlds in hers for ours to know a battle you could name, or see, and I didn't move, and was flying, here, toward him, this interloper never at all, but this sicko, and firebomber, and gun flaming retard, and that I could, just, cripple him for life, was just so, and they watched him crumble, and scream in pain, and I looked, over, saw the police, and,
really, I have to, gesture, at you, to get him? Worlds apart from your own homes, in wherever you are, and so that shadow could believe your faiths, and that this was gone, about us before some sentiences, shared and never once before at all.. "He's sentient, then, Superman?" and I looked, and said, "You'd never see it happen."
This only world, and that I could vanish in this red blue blur, here into the skies, and never a sonic boom, ever at all, and so there that challenge could mark you for freedom, and you're going to have to remember this, from me, and it's that, I'd never not be here... This wreck, this fire, these flames, but I'm crawling, and she can see me, this child, can, and couldn't you hope to know about these olden worlds in before these older worlds, and I thought about a friend of mine, and it was, painful, and she saw, what that made me do, and her heart broke too, so worlds above, this grace in what I can do, to take her out from this car, and into the sky, and so that these worlds could know, and worlds could believe worlds that these olden hearts, could scream, and that she howled for God and joy, here, for this forever, heard, so, Far!
These in ours before that I couldn't have to lie, and share what you are? "She's very brave," I said to them, "and her name is Beverly.." These, kids, outside, here, so shared, and gone about, these worlds, that they could trip out beyond this world, here, hung, "Superman what, hey Beverly, what's goin' on, baby girl, hey, welcome home..."
"Superman what happened? hey Beverly, hi.." "The, 'parents', she had, stole her, and you could know that's what she was in this world, and that no one could tell her that until just now, so if you never thought this was real, young one, know that I can take these paces, and if you, never guessed about spirits, what you've done Beverly, is killed them." And that you could wake up for life in my hearts before, that this was gone,
"they were, monsters." "Evil, Beverly.." and she wanted, to know, how I could be here, so surely shared, what was happening before my worlds in here, before so stated, back in my own world, "Now, also," I swooped her up, not much taller, am I, but like, duh, it's easy, "I just wanted to show her you guys, but we're gunna hang out for a while,"
this, world, taken to Sky! This world, back in my only life! These worlds, surely so kept and worlds, couldn't be for these worlds, this wasn't gone, before, and so that you could know, she was facing death.
You'll never not know,
that I will, crawl, toward a child, and could you know, that this one was hearing her own heart beat, and she thought if it stopped, so would she..
I couldn't, take her from there in a sonic blur, she'd have died, just for knowing the world around her was impossible too, and worlds, so surely shaken before, my only worlds, in this life, and so that you couldn't have, to know, about my only worlds, and like,
if you didn't know, that this, old, song, was playing back in my only planet, space! And here, surely, sung, "What's her name, Superman?" the girl was asleep.. Don't, not think, it's a cool feeling, to get brought home, and wake up in time, to see you're somewhere new, and the trippiest girl, you'd ever meet, and relate to, was there, and sure enough, "Beverly," she said to Cinderella, and I thought, maybe you couldn't have had to know, forever, but this was a hell child, in some aspect of your equations, maybe,
and couldn't you know, she was, out here in Smallville, but for these worlds we could breathe, this was a friend of mine, and Chloe, doesn't not know, how to live, anywhere she wanted to, too. She's got a fast car?
Please, she played with me as a baby, she's, way, way fucking faster than a car. I didn't let her wake up?
No, she fell asleep of course she wanted to be awake again, but I can, do things, you know, and say goodbye, and love, and be sure of it, but there could you know, the girl said, "Who do you know?" and I said, "There's someone who needs me, Sullivan. You're going to be okay here, with Chloe?" "Are you like he is?" Or worlds away, could you know that part of the conversation she could dream, and did, she was, a lot, more tired than you know can happen, in real life, and I can speak, in a lullaby, and she was in good hands, and surely enough, that playground house is an orphanage not, but some kind of a safe haven for separated kids, all over along, if you could believe such a thing, and don't, ever think, she didn't have two homes by now already, and was going to be a girl who could tell all the other kids across her own planets, that you'd never just keep it at two, you know?
Whatever your heart could bring my hatreds back with, you could know about
Majin Uub, and what they did to her, but when I met, Chloe, she was in screaming agony forever, so far as she could see, and surely, evil. But that your world couldn't believe, but that was a, long, long time ago now, and we've saved the baby she was pregnant with, too, and I, no yes, she was pregnant when we fought her, in these
battles of sexual intercourses, and that was a, maybe yet to happen thing, for me, but that someone used a weapon called the z-sword, we were now going to be able to destroy, when I used it to go back in time, because, well, it killed the baby she'd been protecting, and that we could happen to smile in all that you are, so sisters again! These worlds in my heart, so sung, before, and you've never not, known about baby Buu, or surely, that she could be depicted in worlds against, and she'd, yes, she would be my friend in the skies, one day when she drove her home into these worlds beloved, and taken for challenge and that this world, was God, but that these currents couldn't take your own worlds in heart, by the light of the moon.. And I said Kaguyahime, as I watched it, there, the moon, and Lana shivered, and could behold me high in the skies, and worlds over, before these worlds, this in light before all ours, "Clark, what is she?" I could hear, her ask, and surely, before ours, and I said, "A paradise, or surely," I wondered about her, and Chloe, wasn't not there with her, asleep, when I whispered the name, in the darkened quiet of the room, so surely, could, one day, my powers break the barriers across these worlds, and let her travel across, and you could feel this rise of heroes to sky, and worlds, could challenge all of what you are, and these kids we could know about, and so surely hurried, and there was this other girl, some teenager, and I called her Mars, when I saw her, and this was, in smalltown, sure, and she looked at me...
That she could take in that I was real, sure, from TV. This just so unset sun, there, so blue skies still, but when you'd think,
whoa it got dark fast!
"Who is she?" she'd sensed the girl, "Sailor Moon. When she finds you, call, the others, I know you know who they are. They'll scream for the heavens, but that you know who they are, all days, all hours, closer to ours, and that this was more before ours, should you know that I could live, this life, and share what you could know, in Force, or that I couldn't, hate more, and worlds, couldn't be alive, and that this was more, in ours.." and she said, "I wish it was now." And worlds brought apart, and I said, "That's why I'm here...
Would you like to see the future?" She looked, behind her, here... Back to...
"See?"
"We can go.
I won't have to bring you back here.." "Yes, take me, yes... You can time travel?" "On special occasion, I shoot for the moon." then...
"Yes, sailor, I can time travel.." And I could believe what you are, but this teenage chick, could tell you, what was, what will be, how to survive, and challenge us all, but that this was more into ours, could you know, and that I could change a fate or two, or that this belief in my knowing out beyond hers, before that we could know, and hail that this charming rite, couldn't be all that we still are before, so heard...
"Are you, out here?" she asked me, flying out, what, really? "I don't know why you thought I wasn't going to freak out that there aren't..." she wanted, a funny, way to say, whatever it's not like I didn't expect this, for the city of the future... But no one, expected this.. And we could be here, heard, and I looked, out across, saying,
WITNESS! found, there, an empty apartment, furnished, like the neighbors would be rad, or something, I found another, too, and thought about where to send, and what to find, here so surely beyond...
"I'm here, now," I said, "but, don't worry so much. Places are people, so don't fret, but,
hang on, look, see all this?" she did... "It's not what I'm a part of, right now, this is a fading shadow, for me, I won't be here, like you,
wait, hang on. Me, right here, right now. Don't worry, Superman exists here, but this is an impossible journey, and I, existed back there, and didn't not, take you here. So I'm leaving, here, but I never won't remember you, alright?
Clark Kent." And I left.
Alright, maybe we had sex. But also, don't know about me, or share what you could be, and are, but she woke up, in a sunlit skyscraper apartment, furnished, and Superman wasn't there anymore, but this was a world she could thrive in, and,
no really, a skyscraper built by my friend, Lex Luthor, or his money, anyway, and him, some times.. That's actually the name I had for her to remember? It was scribbled on a notepad, sticky note, like it was a hotel or something but the apartments are free, in Metropolis, surely, and the bills, paid, and yes, Lex Luthor does, get away with a freaking lot of crazy shit; he built half the city, after all.. "It's the people," she said, later on, that day, to someone, who'd asked if Luthor hadn't built just about all of it, by now. I'd put her in the know, with the memo pad. "The people, are the other half; they came for Superman."
"Aauh, shit, bitch, she knows, are you a towny? What the fuck?" That's never, not the other half, if you're in the know, and Mars, is. "You met Superman?" or so share... "I'm like bran " I was out, above the world in more ways than you'd believe for her, and that world really is a fated journey beyond where I'm capable of being. It's, challenging, to say what you are, and how we, could be, but unless you know, what I'd have done to her, if I left her in a future that could connect back to the past she'd come from, you'd freak.
So don't. I won't see that girl again, for a long time. I can't,
get, back out there, it won't happen. Can I go to the future, again? Yes. But that one doesn't exist yet. So yes in fact, she, doesn't exist, ever at all. If we fail.
That's not what would have happened to her anyway, if Darkseid took over? Well there you go.. Darkseid is alive, and when I do kill him,
he'll be dead even back in time, for all worlds. But in that one she was in, there out beyond, it doesn't exist. She, doesn't exist anymore. I can, fail this way. I don't, know what's going to happen. Agony, in unfathomable bounds,
if I'd left her to suffer through in our worlds, so surely sailed, she was out beyond all our reach, and would be until we MADE, that world she'd be a part of now, but like she was just on a porch of an abusive asshole mindraper, who died, hours before, or years on end, again, but here, back in this, the real world, now, he was dead; I blew up his house. This, planet, could wonder about you, you know... Who said? I won't be around forever, but she could have been great, by my side.. And I was there, out, at this, fortress.. I shattered a crystal ceiling not, but punched, shattered, broke apart, some aspect of computer design, and tore apart the,
well, computer design Jorel had been working into the crystals, there, and he shuttered, in agony, like I'd ripped apart half his brain, or something.. "You think I don't know my own voice, Jorel?!" "Why are you, alive?" "For destiny, probably. How sick are you, anyway?" "I am not sick. This planet changed, my son, but where have you worried less, than the future, I, foresee for you..?" I looked, around, at this, the aspects channeled into and designed into the crystal, here... "What are you planning?" like I was, different, now, this design, surely, was something I hadn't thought about, and he'd done something, strange, you'd, "How are you, by the way?" "Surely Kalel, you've wondered where my thoughts have had to reach you, or surely, my son,
what are you, forgetting?" And like you could know, I, did not, give a fuck, ever at all, until I had to be there, in that world, surely, that it was agony forever, into eternal torments of death, and unwanton mayhem, beyond.. But really, more like, he wanted to shatter my mind, and take my body. He didn't know, I knew that, all the time, every time, but here in this, he was alive, still, and I had no delusions that he was, sterile, like all sociopath are.
I am not his son. "You, are what you choose to be, Kalel, and these worlds, could forget what we had for them, if we fail, together.."
"You were never here, but look, out, see? They forget about you not. How is that?"
"You'll bring your own heart back in time, and share what life was going to give you, in fated breathes, but they, will not know what you are, but seek refuge, my son, and know we could happen to find you,
or did you think we could have destiny, for planets beyond all measure, tu time?"
"I am alive, and we could know what was here, or heard, but what takes a planet to our hearts, could never be what life was about something set to know my body before, Kalel. Breathe, son.. Who are you?" "You've been talking to Braniac,, why?" "He is a danger you seem to know unwell, Kalel. What have you done about him?" "I'm not without reason to believe your stupid crystals, oh, look, I can sound like Jorel, and he's happy about it..." "Father what is this place?" "Who are you to me, anywayz?" "A son,"
"Or did you think, we could fail, at such a venture.. Sleep well, Kalel, for your father watches over you, still."
You will be fast... You will be, strong. You will venture where no planet could void, or surely scape your own legacies, and share what you are, with planets unheard of still even in their furthest journey, of thought, into dreams.. You could know about a body, but you will have one, or not, whenever you choose. Your speed to theirs, is something like you'd never think, there was thought, they could harness ever at all, should you choose to be away from them, simply in their own, but at lightning slowed to crawl, or stopped. We could believe you destiny void, or that challenges, were heartened, and hate everything you are only if you know safety in hell, which never there was, so know that I love you, and always, will I guide you, and my son, are you. And too, are you, our planets' legacy; the last, son, of Krypton. And like, you didn't know, I could have screamed, in the ship that sent me here, from Krypton, but there's something else, he could wonder at, and why I'd kept it in my visions, or theirs, but auv, and that he didn't know, I'd been planning something too, and so here, he could see a vision,
Jorel, could, this, creature, in these, crystal walls.. "What, are YOU, planning, my son?" He'd know about it never at all, but there that he could,
think, I had plans to seize this, device, and it was yellow and gold, there beyond my reach, for I hadn't stolen it yet, but seen the vision into the future, surely, and it programmed itself in harmonic resonances, here, in the shifting paradise of planets I could make in these crystal fortress, and yes, my computer designs, DID always look cooler than Jorel's, but like I could, be stoked, or something, into this glimpsing he had of it, could you you know, this monster, was a monster. But, did you hear the other? The voice, the opposed? The father? The doctor? The child lover, the expert, the changer, the crest, the home, the love? Worlds ending, fated battles, split apart, and where what was, could be, and there that, once upon a time, Lois told me the name, from my home planet, and it was, is, Kalel.. Beyond their scopes, she said my father's name, too, and at first,
I actually forgot, just what this place was.. But he'd only called himself my father, to me, in these waking visions, here, but there could you know, I forgot, I guess, because she said the name like, it meant, Father to Kalel. Jorel. So worlds over ending, this was not, Siangoku, and still, I called him Jorel like I'd found the truth, and he'd begun speaking to me, and yes, he did already know the name Kalel without my sharing it with him.. In fact he tried to kill Lois for it, for surely, he had almost, forgotten, it had been his. Because, Kalel, is the one he very much, wanted to rip apart and encase his own spirit into the skin of, you see? I built this place, when,
well, I had a ship, out here. In the North, and that this was, challenged, for you, there was no sea venture, or voyage, that could bring you here; you'd have to fly, and surely, fly way, way better than anyone's capable of doing, besides me, I think. Well, almost.. This device, I could forsee, obtaining, that would let someone I could, bring through, into these worlds, challenge the elements easily, or sharedly, he would just, go wherever he wanted, really. He'd be good, at that sort of a thing.. Nothing you could hate, about worlds torn down, or elements lost, in time, could make you think I'd really, have to forget, what this, monster, that I called Jorel, really was, but that he'd tried, and tried, and tried, on my journey over, to use these holocron, encased in the crystals here, now, in this fortress to rip my body apart not,
but that my mind would sickeningly scream, and he could become, me.
The last legacy of Krypton and he knew not, from where I could have come besides his wife, Lara, and that she could not have been his wife, was true until she came to him with me. Zorel, she'd fled from, his brother, in Kandor, of the seas of Krypton. Who'd given her the baby? Well, Zorel, was sterile too. All of Krypton besides Lara, was..
Technology from Zor El, and not his brother, this, monster, here, was supposed to have been raping the galaxy into further
screams of eternity, but something was wrong. I didn't know what.
He'd had a fix, on me, and from this, hiding place, for my ship, out in the North, I uh, okay, I moved it there, but,
hang on, it was very difficult, without flying. But, also, it didn't used to look like this out here, lots of snow, sure, but now, it was intraversable.. hah. I win.
Okay though, the ship buried under tundra, for these worlds, out ever over on. Lana, had gotten close to me, and so from his computer brain, here in the crystals, he'd ripped into her mind, and nearly killed her, like he was a secret ninja, or something, and surely whatever you thought time was, for a crystal in the ice, it was, nothing he could perceive, that Lana was not dead, only there, she is not, and then though, that he had, sentience, or something he thought more like it, and that was because, he could embed computer matrix, into these, advanced crystals, out here, after I erected the Fortress of Solitude, and ice crystal palace not, but that they didn't, not look white, I guess, or, you know, like, ice. But anyway, it was, warm, in here, I liked it that way, and I could tell you he was, well, bound, here. It was far, far away from them, for a million manies, or something. He was happy he could do shit but he was, imprisoned, more so surely, than he ever had been before, and he knew not that this was, duh,
about his permanent annihilation. Creatures like Jor El don't dream, of annihilation like I do; they want only torture of others, forever. That I could be alive and sickened, and raped, he could tolerate, surely, so long as everyone kept screaming, that is.. Now, surely, he could not, get, to Lana, and I could wonder what you thought he was trying, just exactly, when he'd gone, after Lois's mind, when I met her, or surely there, but it was the name, Jorel, that he found her by, for giving my own, to me, before my time, or something, but there that he was, labeled, now, by it, and like I thought it clever, "You've got a lot of explaining to do, Jor El!" I'd shouted, here, into the fortress walls, when I'd flown here, actually, and not used,
the portal, from trippy caves that do, in fact, no longer exist.. "However you have arrived, you are more powerful than I have ever seen you before.. You've found my name, and your own, I take it, Kalel?"
"Oh you can talk, now?" "Yes."
And I'd, gotten all, angry about stuff or whatever, or surely, that I was, ready, now, for my training he could give me, but something you never thought of, surely, could be that he raped into my body not, or there that rape into your body, was only ever hurtful, because it is of your mind, so surely shared, what was, is, and could ever set itself beyond, shared, to be. What are you? Do you believe, in monsters? Do you believe, in real fathers?" "What did you say to me, Kalel? I did not hear you begin.." "I said my REAL father, is Jonathan Kent, and you know that, animal!" "Surely, you wonder why, I reach from past the realms beyond, or something? You are my son, Kalel. Why are you bothered by the presence of someone else, who loves you?" Or surely, that was gone, and this was now, or setting up one lead, into another... He really had tried, to get, Lana. It hurt her, a lot. Lois, kicked, the shit out of him.