Then I shot up into the sky with my right arm upwards! I ripped through the atmosphere and felt my flesh practically tearing off, but it was just an illusion. Or maybe I was healing so fast it didn't actually matter?
"Haaaah~!" I breathed out a long sigh of relief when I broke through the cloud layer and reached an area that was so far away from the planet that the atmosphere was a similar density to Earth. It was still mostly Co2 but it was definitely easier to breathe, only about 90 degrees and most importantly, the sunlight was shining directly on me.
"That's better." I smiled as my flesh rapidly regenerated. I floated there, weightless, but not drifting off into space. It was more comfortable in an atmosphere. Also, my body could actually use the atoms in the atmosphere to help replace my missing parts more quickly. Not as good as eating, but it'd have to do, unless I wanted to try digesting Venusian rocks.
"Haaah~!" I screamed and pretended to be a Saiyan for a minute, but eventually calmed down and took another deep breath.
There's no point blaming anyone else. For throwing away the agency of my second life. Just like how I could've done more to live longer in my first life. I made my choices. They let to this point.
I pushed Mom. I pushed her into indulging in her darker impulses. I saved Lena, but I also could've saved her Mom if I was more proactive. I knew that Lex had a castle nearby. I didn't know that Lena was there. But I could've made contact sooner. I saw Lois and I ignored her existence, because I didn't give a fuck. I didn't wanna get involved with her in the first place.
I could've met her, I would've met her… I could've maybe saved Lena's Mom. I could've helped my Dad's heart condition, but instead, I found it convenient. It was convenient that he had to take meds that would make him have a limp dick and not wanna fuck my Martha.
I'm a greedy bastard that can't be satisfied with just Lena. I need to have my Mom, and I'm even planning on hunting down more women and making them mine.
I want to be a Godking, not just a Superhero. Okay, do I actually wanna rule people? Not really. But I also don't want to let people fuck with me and my family. I want an excuse, a reason to have multiple wives. But is that necessary? Is there really something wrong with just being in a Poly relationship?
My Cousin could be out there somewhere because tortured and raped at this moment, but I'm just casually waiting around and expecting her to arrive on time?! I don't even know when Krypton exploded! Was it 10 years ago or 100 years ago?!
How many other potential future wives might get raped, killed or tortured because I just waited for our paths to cross? What about all the other innocent and slightly related people? Friends and family I might make in the future…
"I'm motherfucking Superman… I'm better than this. I can be better than this. What the hell am I doing with my second life?"
Aside from fucking around with my Mom and a preteen Lena Luthor.
What else have I accomplished? Have I helped or changed anything? Umm, okay, maybe I did save a few people here and there, very casually. But that's nothing compared to what I'm capable of achieving if I actually focused on being a proactive Superhero.
I mean, just look at Gotham alone! For fuck's sake, how many people die every week in that shit-hole?
"I've been so afraid of Zod showing up, that I never even got close to a fully functional Kryptonian starship in all these years. I've kept so many secrets from everyone… Okay, most of those secrets are things like my pedophilic Mom or my own past life experiences. Hell, my existence as a reincarnator also makes my relationship with Lena very sketchy. But I've been afraid to tell Lena about my alien heritage until now. She still thinks I'm a damn Metahuman."
Unless Lena and Lex figured out I was an alien ages ago and they're just playing along with the lie for their own nefarious purposes…
"I'm so guarded and paranoid with everyone, literally everyone." I've been cucking my Dad, and Lena for that matter. Mom knows about Lena, so it's not really cheating. But it still feels kinda wrong. Keeping so many things from the people I care about most.
"Maybe all this bullshit is why it's taken me so long to fly?" I took another deep breath and exhaled a wave of frosty air, "Cryo Breath. So fucking simple and easy. I've been simultaneously trying too hard and not trying hard enough."
I looked down at my hands and watched the blackened soot, scabs and filth blow away with a casual breath. I looked down at my waist. My dick was gone. My head was so much clearer without my dick and balls, and prostate for that matter.
I felt weirdly good and healthy, despite missing half my body. I was recovering though. Slowly but surely, it wouldn't be long. I needed to go home before then though. I needed to eat something, a lot of things.
"I'm starving." I shouldn't need food as a Kryptonian, but then again, how many times has Superman been chopped in half or lost limbs?
That's another thing. Can you imagine canon Clark getting ripped in half while learning how to fly at 9 years old? Or getting stranded on Venus? It's like this Universe is trying to turn me into a Villain.
"There's no way this is the Dark Multiverse, right?" I wasn't really sure how that worked. I was never really that big on DC Comics to be honest. Besides, the Dark Multiverse bullshit was something that was pretty dumb and convoluted overall.
I don't know if this is the Dark Multiverse or not. But I'm the fucking Sun. The Son of DC Comics. Goddamn Superman! I'll brighten this Universe with my light and drown it in my cum!
"But seriously though, I need to go back home before the Sun turns red randomly and I just die." I mean, there could also be pieces of Kryptonite floating around in space. It's not a big deal on Earth, but if a tiny fleck of Kryptonite hits me on Venus, I'm 100% fucked.
I took a deep breath. An insane amount of carbon dioxide filled my lungs. Along with sulfur, carbon monoxide and other normally noxious fumes. My body was breaking down the carbon and using it to rebuild my body.
The oxygen was used to power my cells. The other random elements were also used to help me regenerate faster. Rebuild my lost bone mass. The spine was first, then the hips, my flesh and organs were so much faster that I didn't really need to wait at all after regrowing the bones.
Pretty soon my cock, balls and ass were intact again. Then my thighs, knees, shins, feet, toes…
"And just like that. I'm fucking whole again." I couldn't help wondering why the fuck it took me so long to mature and grow if I could regenerate this quickly? But it probably had something to do with genetics. I was programmed to grow slowly and regenerate quickly.
I closed my eyes and smiled. It felt amazing. Then I took another deep breath and reached upwards with both hands.
"Time to go home." The moment I grabbed that gravitational tether, I blasted out of the atmosphere completely! Faster and faster, headed straight towards that distant blue and white pearl.
Things are gonna start changing. I'm different now. Not physically, not really. Just mentally and maybe spiritually.
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