Jon's pov
(A/N: Doyle Kryptonian Alphabet and Phonetics will be used. Dream in italics)
As my siblings and I settled to sleep that night, the night was peaceful. Well, for most of us. Dad had to leave 10 times to save people all over the world. After a while, I fell into an uneasy but soon deep state of slumber. And then I began to have what was almost an out-of-body experience. Ever since I had been in the Zone, my powers had been unlocking more and more as each day went on, I could barely keep up. By now, I was up to par with my siblings and father. But this dream was going to bring about more changes my way.
I was in a crystal-like cold castle, but the cold was not bothering me at all. It had a remote yet futuristic feel to it, this place I was in. It contained a holographic image of a city. No, a country. Countries. Again, it changed, this time to a planet. Then a voice boomed from the ever-changing image
"I am your grandfather, Jon-El; Jor-El of Krypton. Grandfather in our language Kryptonian is Ceogi, and your Grandma Lara Lor- Van, is to be known as Uzeju. I believe you know Uki and Jeju are Father and Mother. The story of your ancestors begins in the second largest city on Krypton, Kryptonopolis. Where the Houses of El and Van once stood proudly, serving their people in politics, military and scientific capacities. I will also teach you the knowledge we amassed from all 28 galaxies in the world, including your own on planet Earth. See, it was even a tradition, a rite of passage for the men of the House of El to have a walkabout on Earth as they reach manhood. It was not by accident that your father was sent there as a baby. I already knew it would be a great place, and not only because your sun, a yellow sun would grant him powers that our older sun, already red, could never. He was sent long before his walkabout was upon him, though; because our planet was set to be destroyed, the core became unstable as we had long reduced its resources to zero. But there is much more to teach you."
And as the dream went on, I was made aware of the entirety of knowledge of all 28 galaxies known to exist in the world, but was now fully aware of every aspect of knowledge of my Dad's home planet, of 50% of all of my heritage. I even awoke fluent in the language, I did not even have an accent, I sounded exactly like my Ceogi did in the dream. I was astonished, to say the least. But happy that I was now much more tethered to part of my culture, part of me. I would just double check with my Dad when I saw him, and especially ask about the place I was in, if it was the Fortress of Solitude. I had never been there, after all. Then I could meet my Ceogi's AI in person. But now I felt like I knew him well, and that he knew me. I felt closer to my Dad than I had felt in a long time.