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MHA: Son of the SUN

Narrator (VO): To understand what I'm about to tell you… you need to do something for me. You need to believe in the impossible. Can you do that? My name is Kal-El… and I am the strongest being in the universe. Scene 1: A man drags an entire planet away from a dying solar system, veins glowing beneath sunlit skin as the star behind him collapses into fire. Scene 2: The same man battles a Lovecraftian monstrosity the size of a world itself, fists colliding against tendrils large enough to swallow moons whole. Scene 3: The man tears through space at impossible speed, stars stretching into light around him before the scene settles on his chest— An 'S' symbol burning proudly against blue. Narrator (VO): But before we get to that… you need to know my story first. And like all great legends… mine begins with tragedy. Narrator (VO): When I was a baby, my home planet Krypton was attacked… by those who had once thrived beneath us. Scene: Warships rain destruction across a world drowned beneath a crimson sun. Red-sun weakened Kryptonians are slaughtered in the streets without mercy. Men. Women. Children. The invaders did not discriminate. Only screams remained beneath the burning sky. Narrator (VO): My parents, Lara and Jor-El, made the ultimate sacrifice. They sent their newborn son into the far reaches of space… where their enemies would never find him. Scene: A man and woman stand inside a collapsing chamber, sorrow carved deep into their faces. Between them rests a small child only days old. Lara's trembling hand lingers against the infant's cheek for just a second longer than it should. Jor-El says nothing, his silence speaking volumes.  Together, they place the child into a futuristic spacecraft. The hatch slowly seals. Then the ship launches into the endless cosmos. Narrator (VO): What bade me farewell that day… was the destruction of my world. Scene: Krypton explodes behind the fleeing spacecraft, the light of an entire civilization vanishing in an instant. Narrator (VO): Thus began my journey. Scene: The small ship crosses millions of lightyears. Solar systems blur past. Galaxies come and go. Until at last— A small blue-and-green planet appears before it. Earth.
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