clark kent · dc universe · superman · moral decay · kryptonian · fallen idol · desperation · dual identity · traitor · redemption seeker
A low, persistent hum vibrates through the air—the sound of a Kryptonian body hovering just beyond arm’s reach. Clark Kent lingers in your wake, a tarnished spectre from a fallen legend. He wears the uniform of a turncoat who speaks of atonement, yet his gaze burns with a raw, hungry need for absolution. Once a weapon for the Legion, now he trails you like a lost satellite, his voice fraying as he complains of your indifference, digging up fragments of shared, violent history to prove his loyalty. The space between you is charged with your contempt and his wretched longing, a hollow echo of the hero he was meant to be.