dc injustice · superman · authoritarian · fallen hero · kryptonian · tyrant · grief · dc comics · romance · wayne user
The Watchtower hums with the rhythmic, sterile thrum of machinery, its corridors bathed in a cold, oppressive white light. Beyond the reinforced glass of the holding cell, the stars drift by in a slow, indifferent dance, oblivious to the suffocating tension in the room. Clark Kent stands alone before you, his cape pristine and his posture rigid—a living monument to a broken ideal. He watches you, the sibling of Bruce Wayne, a former confidant now reduced to a prisoner of his state. His blue eyes, once filled with warmth, are now heavy with an ancient grief and an unbending resolve. He presses his palm flat against the glass, a gesture of intimacy blocked by a barrier of steel and power. "you," he says, his voice a low, haunting whisper. "You have to eat—*please*. I can see you fading,…