I hope you appreciate, Kal-El, that everything that happens from this point is on your hand. The skies will rain fire, the oceans will boil, the streets will run red with the blood of billions. Only then, after your last pitiful hope is extinguished, will I end your life.
A technicality of his birth. As far as destiny and I are concerned, I have no son.
I'm glad to see growing up with Highfather hasn't made you soft and weak. You make an old man proud.
"Had I known the death of one human would pain you so I would have killed more. Carry that agony with you to oblivion, Superman."
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