Hell's Roar, Doomsday Unleashed!

Inside an abandoned nuclear power plant, the air reeked of rust and dust.

In a corner, several huge rats scurried through heaps of trash, their rustling almost mocking the ruin around them.

In the dark central control room, only an old monitor still stubbornly glowed.

On its screen was the calm, handsome face of an Asian man.

"From this moment on, I'm taking control of this world."

The signal cut out, leaving nothing but glaring static.

Bzzzt—

The hiss of electricity became the only sound in the dead stillness.

Lex Luthor sat in the darkness.

The business titan who had once stood above the world in a tailored suit now looked like a down-and-out drifter.

His expensive custom suit was wrinkled and stained.

His once immaculately combed hair hung in greasy disarray across his forehead.

His eyes, once said to be able to "see the future," were bloodshot as he stared at the static without moving, as though turned to stone.

He had lost.

Lost everything.

His company, his wealth, his reputation—all gone. Now he was a fugitive hunted by the entire world.

And that man, that "barbarian" from Gotham whom he had never taken seriously, had stolen everything that should have been his.

He had taken over the Justice League. He stood in the world's spotlight. He had spoken the very line Luthor had dreamed of saying and rehearsed countless times.

Why him?

Why him?!

Jealousy, spite, and bitter resentment erupted like magma from the earth's core, consuming the last of Lex Luthor's reason.

"Heh... heh-heh..."

A stifled laugh, like air wheezing through a broken bellows, squeezed from deep in his throat.

He slowly rose, his body shaking with fury.

"Ha... hahahahahaha!"

His crazed laughter echoed through the empty plant, sending the rats scattering.

He slammed his fist into