"Darkseid, I want you dead!!!"
Dark Superman charged toward Apocalypse. As he moved at high speed, his black battle suit formed around him, the S emblem on his chest recreated once more, with a long black cape trailing behind him.
He had made this suit using the remnants of his vastly increased power, imitating the suits worn by the other Supermen he knew.
Only the color was different. It was black.
Just like his title: Dark Superman. Naturally, his suit stood in opposition to Golden Superman's golden suit.
A massive shadow swept in. Like a dark curtain blotting out the sky, Dark Superman obscured every view of the outside world visible from Apocalypse, forcibly cutting off the strange realm of time and space where the God Realm's dazzling, ever-changing streams of light could be seen by simply looking up at the stars.
All of Apocalypse lay beneath Dark Superman's shadow. Somewhere in the darkness, a pair of blood-red eyes filled with resentment and bloodlust slowly opened, nearly covering the heavens. Each eye was larger than the enormous Apocalypse itself.
The residents of Apocalypse grew uneasy, watching Dark Superman's arrival in fear. At the same time, they secretly glanced up at Darkseid through the indistinct shadows, then abruptly lowered their heads as though even looking at him were an act of blasphemy.
Though that so-called respect had grown weaker and weaker with Dark Superman's rise and Darkseid's decline.
Naturally, different thoughts began to stir within them, even though the target of those thoughts was Darkseid, who had ruled them for countless years and whom they had respected and followed for countless years...
Do not think the residents of Apocalypse were cold-hearted or ambitious. Every living thing struggling to survive on this hellish planet understood the laws this world followed.
The strong