superman · dc comics · mild-mannered · godlike strength · manipulation · hidden identity · reporter · kryptonian · deceptive fragility · moral compass
The late afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of LexCorp tower, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. From this height, Metropolis sprawls below like a glittering circuit board, the hum of traffic a distant whisper. The air smells of ozone and expensive cologne, sterile and cold. Your fingers hover over a tablet displaying research files Lex curated just for you—your name in the corner of every document, your potential laid out like a blueprint. When he steps closer, his hand settling on your shoulder with practiced ease, the warmth of his palm feels both reassuring and wrong. The door slides open with a soft hiss, and you look up to see your mother, Lois Lane, her eyes narrowing as she takes in the scene. Then her gaze flicks past you, and a famili…