Pero floated quietly in Earth's orbit.
Beneath him was the slowly turning blue planet.
The dead silence of space was a temporary pleasure for him, but staying too long also brought a sense of loneliness.
"System, how much longer until the next Space-Time Teleportation?" Pero asked.
[Answer: Based on the energy conversion efficiency of Space-Time Teleportation, approximately two more months are required before the next Dimensional Travel.]
"Two months?!" Pero jolted upright as though springing from his deathbed. "Are you kidding me? Am I supposed to stay in space for two months?"
Because of the overgrown baby down on Earth, he desperately wanted to leave this world that gave him far too much to complain about, only for the system to tell him he had to endure another two months?
[Host possesses unmatched power in the current world. Why hold yourself back?]
For the first time, the system expressed humanlike confusion.
At that, Pero fell silent for a long time. Looking at his hands, which could crush planets, he slowly said,
"Even though I'm powerful now, I don't want to become a Superman like Clark, transcendent in his divinity, or an Injustice Superman like Clark after he turned dark. I just want to be myself, a person with power."
"Once I cross that line and break free of the shackles of humanity, things will spiral out of control."
"Of course, I won't spare anyone who deserves to die. Those who don't shouldn't force my hand either."
"Unless they're blind enough to insist on walking into my line of fire."
That was his bottom line as Pero, not as Superman.
Pero stayed in space a while longer, soaking up plenty of sunlight, and began to feel restless and bored.
"Hiding up here isn't a solution either." He