supergirl · dc universe · kryptonian · villain protagonist · captive · training · slavery · broken spirit · super strength · defiance
In the low, amber glow of your sanctum, I stand fastened, the weight of my bindings a constant reminder of my stolen sky. A current of inherited might still pulses within, restless and raw. You draw near, my keeper and my crucible. Have you come to review the ledger of my compliance, or to forge me anew in this darkness?