I Take Over the Plot from Here

Batman had become famous—overnight, he had exploded in popularity. A netizen named Heath Ledger uploaded a close-up frontal photo of him. Though the lighting was poor, his waistband had been captured with perfect clarity. Searches for Batman-related keywords soared across major websites, nearly surpassing the Kryptonians, the most frequently searched topic.

Female netizens declared that Batman was no Alien—he was Earth's one and only pride. Some male netizens voiced their support as well, saying Batman was their idol.

Overnight, the Batman fan club's membership skyrocketed. Some fans were even willing to pay astronomical sums to have dinner with Batman.

Putting Old Master's waistband aside for the moment, there were more urgent matters at hand. Aliens were invading Earth, and finding the hidden Kryptonian was the priority.

Just as the government focused its attention on several Superheroes and Supervillains, Superman, clad in red briefs, descended before the Great American Empire Defense Department and voluntarily admitted that he was Kal-El, the Kryptonian the Aliens were searching for.

Kryptonian Kal-El, known on Earth as Clark Kent, was the most famous of all Superheroes—and the strongest among them, without exception.

The previous night, Clark sat silently before the television all night. An unprecedented weight rested on his shoulders, like a mountain... no, like an entire planet pressing down on him, making every breath unbearably difficult.

Clark had known from an early age that he was not from Earth. He was far too different—his speed, strength, defense, senses, and intellect all vastly exceeded anything imaginable. He could fly, survive in outer space, and absorb solar energy to grow stronger. Everything pointed to him being an Alien.

And that was indeed the truth. Clark's farming parents told him he was not their biological son, but a child they had found in an alien spacecraft. Clark had