This mass of Source wriggled frantically, continuously releasing all kinds of primordial matter that gradually pieced together into a humanoid shape. Mixed information and energy slowly squirmed into form.
The Omega Effect drifted in place, captured by the Source and used as the foundation to rebuild a body.
Yuga Khan watched this with a sneer, a trace of impatience flashing in his eyes.
After a while longer, Yuga Khan could no longer hold back.
"Too slow. Worthless trash." Yuga Khan's cheek twitched. He reached out and crushed the nearly formed Darkseid, then remained where he was and continued waiting.
The mass of Source fell silent for a moment before wriggling again. When it was nearly formed, Yuga Khan once more used the cruelest method to crush it apart, brutally purging every element contained within.
After repeating this several times, Yuga Khan finally grew tired of it. "Hurry up, or I'll kill you."
"..."
The Source dispersed and reassembled once more.
A figure slightly shorter than Yuga Khan silently emerged.
Darkseid had revived.
No, it would be more accurate to say that he had never died. He had merely existed in another manner, consciously or unconsciously influencing the tool known as Dark Superman.
The instant Darkseid recovered and raised his head to meet Yuga Khan's eyes, having regained control over the Omega Effect, he said nothing and turned to flee.
Darkseid did what he had wanted Dark Superman to do earlier: run.
The next instant, Yuga Khan was already standing before Darkseid. A giant hand came down, seized Darkseid by the head, and shoved him directly into the ground as though pinning down a grasshopper.
"My foolish son, you are as stupid as ever. But there's nothing to be done about it. After all, your dead brother was even more hopeless.