Not long before, Martian Manhunter had appeared in space, carefully observing the turmoil brought about by the Lazarus Rain.
Through his eyes, Earth was filled with all kinds of colors. They were the currents of human emotion, and Martian eyes could see them clearly.
"Their joy, their tragedy, their indifference." Watching the emotions flowing across Earth, Martian Manhunter couldn't help marveling. "From this perspective, they're caught in chaos day after day. Their love and hate have become a jumble without rhythm."
"Occasionally, a rhythm emerges. Ripples of joy or sorrow, thousands upon thousands of emotions woven together—it's far more beautiful than music, isn't it?"
"Um—" Superman appeared beside Martian Manhunter. He knew the Martian Manhunters of other worlds, but he hadn't dealt with the one in his own world before. He was still trying to decide how to greet him when he realized he'd already been noticed.
"Hello, Superman." Martian Manhunter nodded to him. "My name is J'onn. You can also call me Martian Manhunter."
"J'onn, I've heard of you in other worlds," Superman said, choosing his words carefully. "But what are you doing out here in space?"
"I'm watching," Martian Manhunter said. "As the Lazarus downpour ravaged Earth, all I could see was the suffering it caused. That was how it was, until I saw a new song in the United States, an oasis of gratitude in this new desert of tragedy."
Superman followed Martian Manhunter's pointing finger. "Is that—Metropolis?"
"Yes. Something extraordinary must have happened there," Martian Manhunter said. "It's magnificent. I wonder whether this orchestra of emotions has a conductor."
"Then let me take you to Metropolis." Superman brought Martian Manhunter to Metropolis in an instant.
"Hmm. A new divine emissary, granted the power to do good by the rain." Using his telepathy, Martian Manhunter instantly found