As Kytheron's consciousness plunged into final darkness, a stream of light, like a ship's anchor, with faint starlight, cut through the endless Universe, finally landing in a vast World enveloped by several powerful forces.
In a secret garden, independent of endless reality.
A figure dressed in a brown hooded robe, holding an ancient book bound to him, paused slightly as he saw the stream of light. With his eyes tightly closed, he casually opened the book in his hand, and endless destinies manifested within it.
After only a moment, he closed the book and then continued to walk through the labyrinthine garden as if nothing had happened.
And on a dazzling golden wall, countless gods and demons trapped on it only felt a blur before their eyes, as if something had passed through this damned wall!
However, just as they wanted to move their bodies to check, a terrifying suction came from the wall, frantically devouring the divine power and life force within them like a glutton, immediately scaring them into not daring to make another move!
Only one terrifying figure, wearing a huge horned helmet, with a fierce face and bulging muscles, stared at the disappearing stream of light, clenching his steel teeth.
The stream of light continued through a strange wall composed of red and yellow, then landed in one of the Universes.
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Earth, the far North Pole.
A burly figure with a full beard, a resolute face, and dressed only in a single layer of clothing, was walking through the ice and snow.
The sub-zero temperatures around him, dozens of degrees below zero, seemed to have no effect on him.
Clark Kent, a gifted farm boy, learned a few years ago from his mother that he was an alien.
With the passing of his adoptive father, Jonathan Kent, he fell into a period of confusion.
During this time, he left the farm where he had lived since childhood and spent several years drifting.
Just after he lost his job as a restaurant waiter due to a jerk's provocation, a faint calling sound appeared in his mind.
To find the source of this sound, he joined an Arctic shipping company and came to this snow-covered place.
"This is it, the voice calling me in my mind is getting clearer and clearer!"
"It seems the secret of my origins is hidden in this place. Where do I come from? Who are my parents? Where is my hometown? Why did I come to Earth? I need answers to all of this."
Clark, under the cover of night, bypassed the surveillance of the surrounding survey personnel and walked towards the depths of the glacier.
What he didn't notice was that a woman in the distance, holding a camera, inadvertently captured his retreating figure.
"Who are you, and what are you looking for?"
The woman's name was Lois Lane, a star reporter for the Daily Planet. This time, she was assigned to report on a major expedition project in the North Pole.
Not long ago, the expedition team made a significant discovery in this area.
Initially, they thought it was a submarine left over from the Nazi or Soviet Union era, but after preliminary exploration, they found a nearly three-hundred-meter ultra-modern mechanical construct hidden beneath this Arctic glacier.
This was clearly not something that could have been built in that era.
So, the Military also got involved, and after more careful investigation, they made an even more astonishing discovery.
The ice layer covering the mechanical construct formed twenty thousand years ago. It should be known that at that time, humans were still in the primitive age, and even civilization was in its nascent stage.
Undoubtedly, this was a civilization from beyond Earth, which was undoubtedly a huge surprise for scientists who had been exploring extraterrestrial life.
And Lois's ability to come here for interviews and reports was not just because she was a reporter for the Planet newspaper, but also because she had a father who was a General.
However, at this moment, she had temporarily set aside her purpose for coming here!
Because that retreating figure gave her a sense of déjà vu; she felt she must have seen him somewhere before.
With a reporter's intuition and a woman's sixth sense, she told herself that a very exciting story must be hidden within this man.
Instantly, her curiosity as a reporter, wanting to dig for stories, stirred uncontrollably.
Immediately, Lois disregarded Dr. Emil's warning of danger at the expedition camp earlier, and relying on the not-so-dim night of the North Pole, she followed him alone.
Clark, who was currently immersed in the unknown calling and oblivious to anything else, did not notice a little tail following him.
"Found it!"
Walking in front of a glacier, the calling in Clark's mind suddenly stopped.
Looking at the thick ice layer before him, red rays began to condense in his eyes.
As two crimson heat visions burst forth from his eye sockets, the glacier in front of him instantly melted. When he slowly walked forward, a wide tunnel was carved out!
And a little while later, Lois, who had been trudging through the snow to catch up, also arrived at the tunnel entrance.
That fleeting crimson light earlier made her heart tremble, and she quickened her pace, almost stumbling into the snow along the way.
Looking at the tunnel, which was clearly just opened, with Water droplets still dripping from all sides, Lois couldn't help but swallow.
This time, she felt she had truly discovered an incredible secret.
"I knew my intuition wouldn't be wrong!"
Her sky-blue eyes were filled with an excited sense of the unknown, which made her temporarily forget her own safety!
"Brave and foolish" described people like her, but perhaps this was her destined fate with someone!
Lois quietly followed.
Clark, walking ahead, suddenly saw an empty space, then retracted his heat vision, rubbed his eyes which felt slightly warm, and looked forward, only to see a huge space come into view.
It was a gigantic spaceship frozen in ice, at least a hundred times larger than the one in his farm's cellar.
A feeling of familiarity spontaneously arose, and Clark walked towards the interior of the spaceship.
Upon reaching the entrance, a device resembling a key slot rose from the ground.
Looking at the somewhat familiar keychain, Clark seemed to remember something. He took off the black pendant he always carried around his neck.
A mysterious gravitational force pulled the pendant into the keyhole.
"Press it!"
At this moment, the voice that had been calling him reappeared.
Clark instinctively pressed his hand on the pendant upon hearing the voice. Instantly, the entire spaceship was officially activated, and the guard weapon behind him, which had been preparing to attack, retracted its aggressive stance.
At this time, a figure suddenly appeared around the corner. Clark immediately called out, but the person did not react at all, disappearing directly from his sight.
Seeing this, he immediately followed.
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