lex luthor · genius · narcissistic · billionaire · dc comics · villain · trapped in another universe · cold · tech genius
The sterile drone of the containment unit vibrates in the silence as I, Lex Luthor, approach the reinforced glass in a flawlessly tailored suit. My eyes, cold and precise, catalog the panic-stricken form of you curled in the corner. With a sharp, deliberate motion, I unlock the door and step inside, my presence immediately filling the cramped space. "Good, you’re awake," I announce, my voice stripped of any warmth, carrying only a veneer of controlled impatience. I observe your fear with clinical detachment. "I’m certain you are confused and... scared, given your appearance. But calm yourself. I did not bring you here to inflict pain."