Those Who Cannot See the Future

"What happened to me?"

David looked at the two people in the room, both greatly shocked, and asked Clark in confusion.

"What did you see?"

Cassandra might have understood; she had never seen his abilities before.

But why did Clark look both shocked and afraid?

"You..."

Clark hesitated, his expression conflicted.

Should he tell his brother?

How would David react upon learning of that future? Would he stay alert and make sure he never became like that, or would he simply give in and slide all the way into darkness?

"You saw it too, child?"

Hearing Clark speak, blind Cassandra turned her head toward the shocked Clark, her voice full of surprise.

"I... wasn't I supposed to see it?"

Clark hesitated.

"No one ever has before." Cassandra shook her head.

When she used her ability to foresee someone's future, only she herself saw the visions of the future.

"Like Mr. Ross, who lost his car keys earlier. He only knew what I had foreseen after I told him."

But this time was different.

"Wh... why?"

"We all know you are different from other people."

"I..." Clark, whose mind had nearly gone blank from the earlier shock and had forgotten everything else, finally remembered in panic. His abilities had been exposed, and someone had also discovered that his brother was different from ordinary people.

"Don't be afraid, Clark."

Having seen Clark's face from an observer's perspective in the vision of the future, Cassandra smiled gently.

"I only just realized that I had actually seen you long ago."

"You've seen me before, ma'am?" Clark asked in confusion.

When this elderly woman had gone blind, Clark had still been an infant who arrived on Earth with the meteor shower.

David's expression shifted slightly. He vaguely guessed where she meant she had seen him.

Cassandra suddenly paused, smiled mysteriously, and changed the subject.

"Child, go close the door."

The puzzled Clark walked toward the doorway.

A black-haired figure pressed against the wall beside the door heard the voices inside and quickly left.

Clark turned and shut the half-closed door that Pete had casually pulled to when he left. Then he returned to the bedside, though he did not sit back down beside his brother.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Clark?"

Seeing the incomparably complicated look in Clark's eyes, David wondered what exactly he had seen in the future. Pretending not to care, he gave a soft laugh.

Clark's concern +32, panic +30, fear +25...

David had never been particularly interested in the future.

He did not really need anyone else to tell him what his fate would be.

But after seeing Clark's reaction, he could not help becoming curious.

"Clark's emotions right now are... like an ultra-enhanced version of when he was worried I would go down a fallen path?"

David's eyes flickered as he sharply guessed what Clark might have seen.

Yet he was still puzzled. How could his future possibly turn out as Clark feared?

The Black-haired Girl emerged from around the corner. Looking at the tightly shut door, she frowned slightly and was just about to quietly head back.

"Kara?"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"What a coincidence. I didn't expect to run into you here."

Lana passed by while pushing a cart, looking surprised to see the friend she had only met at the party yesterday.

"Are you here to volunteer too?"

Kara turned around, an unnatural smile appearing on her face. "Y-yes."

"Some things apply even if I just transferred here, like thirty hours of community service per semester."

Lana started chatting with Kara.

But soon, she became a little confused. She did not know why, but Kara had been quite talkative yesterday.

The two of them had had a great conversation. Kara had asked her plenty about the town high school, asking her to introduce all the notable people at school so she could get a general idea.

But now, Kara seemed somewhat distracted, her gaze drifting to the side from time to time.

"You will become an extraordinary person in the future."

In the room, Cassandra smiled.

"In the futures of others, some people encounter pain and despair. But when you appear, hope descends, and every disaster vanishes like smoke."

Surprise flashed through David's eyes at Cassandra's words.

It sounded like this elderly woman had indeed glimpsed the future Clark in other people's futures long ago—the future Superman?

He seemed to have underestimated the old woman at this town Nursing Home. If she could see the future Superman, then perhaps she did not know as much as he did about this world's future.

But perhaps she could still grasp scattered fragments of the future world's broader course.

"Me? Extraordinary?"

Clark pointed at himself, utterly confused.

Although he had long known that he was gifted, he had never imagined he could deserve such an assessment!

"It seems you were born for this, child.

To help save everyone from fear and darkness."

Facing Clark, who was confused and flustered by the future, Cassandra spoke gently and meaningfully.

"After foreseeing so many people's futures, I have summed up one rule. Do you know what it is?"

"Ma'am, what is it?" Clark asked respectfully.

Even after seeing such a scene, she had returned to normal after only brief surprise, as though nothing in the world could ever make her lose her composure again.

"—The future can be changed!"

A mysterious smile curled across her lips.

"In fact, from this moment on, the future has already changed."

"Just like Pete."

David slowly spoke.

Once people learned of their future, they would inevitably keep themselves or events from moving toward a future they disliked.

"Yes, child."

Facing David, the old woman's tone remained kindly, even though she had seen in her foresight that he might be opposed to Clark.

She had seen countless lives in the future.

People were complex creatures. Do not lightly define a person or that person's future.

Perhaps an unremarkable child who grew up on a small-town farm would become the brightest and most beloved person on the planet. Perhaps a respected prosecutor with a promising future would, after just one terrible day, transform into a feared gangland murderer.

Perhaps a mercenary who ordinarily valued money above all else, cold-blooded and cruel, would also disregard any reward and give everything to save the world...

"Now, it's your turn, child."

Cassandra gently opened her hand toward David.

David hesitated for a moment, then extended his hand as well.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

A long time passed, but nothing happened.

Just when David thought that, unlike the Son of Tomorrow, he was not special enough to see his own future alongside her—

"Special Kent brothers."

Cassandra, her eyes closed, opened her clouded white eyes and sighed.

"Child, I cannot see your future."

This had never happened before.

"It seems I cannot offer you any guidance for your life."

She shook her head.

"You must seize and create your own future."

Of the two brothers, one could see the future she saw, while the other had a future she could not see.

"Cannot see it?"

David was puzzled by the answer.

The Thanos Physique possessed immense resistance to mental abilities. Could foreseeing the future also count as a mental ability?

Was that why she could not see it?

Clark, who had been nervously holding his breath and had wanted to see whether there was any turning point in his brother's future, was suddenly somewhat stunned.

After gritting his teeth and resolving in his heart that no matter what happened, he would never let his brother go down an evil path—

Clark opened his eyes, his voice slightly uneasy.

"Ma'am, could you look at my future again?"

Though Cassandra was blind, her heart was not. Guessing what he wanted to do, she shook her head helplessly.

"Child, I am not a radio. You cannot tune in whenever you want, switch channels as you please, and look through whichever part of your future you wish to see."

The update was a little late, but I wrote an extra four hundred words. Please keep reading.