𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ❝ I 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒆 you, @LUTHORHERIESS. ❞ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

❛ The role of the 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏 is only determined by who is telling
the story. ❜

‣ 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒 / 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒
‣ 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠

↻ + ♡

[ً @kreophagos]

she doesn't sleep
she's waging a war on the weak
she's opened the door to your dreams and turned them into nightmares
a life she's gonna keep

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

« managed to cure her of it?

If she wanted to ‘extract’ an apology - or an answer - it wouldn’t be much of an interrogation. Nine times out of ten, the blonde is able to get what she needs.

And when she isn’t - well it’s only because they can’t withstand her /methods/.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

It is /this/ city that tethers her to everything she despises - everything that made her weak. No conquest will bring her as much satisfaction.

Even /she/ had caught that disease? Now that, the blonde can’t help but raise her brow at. If she no longer possesses it, what »

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

« cautionary shake of her head. To be asked to give away her pleasures would make it too easy.

That mind of hers is going to have to work a little harder to get that answer.

Or, if perceptive enough, see hints of her motives when around ‘all of the above’.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

An apex predator can only find so much enjoyment among sheep. One that can stimulate her mind isn’t one to be slaughtered so hastily.

But this wolf in sheep’s clothing, it seems, has some predatory instincts of its own.

Such questions would cause a smirk followed by a »

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

Though it seems /she/ isn’t the one who has trouble sharing.

She won’t be pleased if all she’s left with are scraps.

Luckily, there will always be more than enough /fools/ to go around. And that /tiresome/ hope of theirs that always manages to slip through the cracks.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

« of her toys just yet. So for now, she’ll /play nice/ - excuse the snide chuckle.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

What comes as a result of that upbringing /may/ just be enough to prove to be worthy of recognition.

Or worthy enough for the Kryptonian to share the playground.

Its demolition is imminent - but she’s in no rush if it means she can savor their suffering. She’s not quite tired »

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

« can’t be blamed. The blonde knows that the standards she’s set are unattainably high yet irresistible to resist.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

Invitation or not, this is a sight she intends to behold in person.

/Stop/ her? Since when has the Kryptonian ever been opposed to some amusement?

Speaking of word choice. /Hope/…now that is amusing.

Even more so - that she holds /her/ opinion to such high regard. But she »

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

« the idea of /that/ name gaining any sort of notoriety - but for the opportunity to see this destruction, she’ll /bite the bullet/.

Her? /Fear/? Did she hear her chuckling from here?

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

Even with the latest technology, there’s only so much it can achieve compared to her abilities - still, it sounds like it will certainly try to come close.

The city only has so much room - and life - left to be squandered by two titans. She doesn’t know whether she approves of »

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

« encourage her to push the capabilities of her powers. The best part of competition is to /crush/ it, after all.

She will permit it, on the premise that it will be as /entertaining/ as she boasts.

No pressure. Since the god will surely be present in the audience.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

The gist, perhaps. But the scientist isn’t the only one who appreciates the details. After all, curiosity is the furthest thing can take down the god.

More like - an invitation to amuse her. When things come /this/ easy, even she would like some sort of challenge. Something to »

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

Need she remind her that she doesn’t /ask/ for anything.

But by all means, /do/ tell.

It is clear that the curiosity is enough to garner the god’s attention - it would be /rude/ not to share, now.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

These are very bold words considering how her running a simple errand resulted in such devastation. But she welcomes the change in scenery.

And to see a /human/ attempt it - much less attempt to compare to /her/.

Though she will be a harsh judge; being not so easily impressed.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

Let’s just say that of those who have - most don’t tend to stay that way.

Rarer still, was it for her to lead with a conversation at all.

If it’s /her/ display that has caused such inspiration, then she expects something no less to its magnitude.

Whatever /that/ may be.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

It’s a silence that the Kryptonian knows is hers.

But she has a fleeting thought - and it is /fleeting/ - as to what the Luthor hoped to accomplish by being in the thick of all the devastation.

And what has the scientist suddenly so inspired.

Again, it is fleeting.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

Her favorite aspect of the aftermath of her work?

The /silence/. One of a city holding its breath in fear of what happened - and what’s to come. She’s had her fun for the evening and is relishing in it.

There /should/ be no need to expect any sort of disturbance.

For now.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐃. @PARAGONOFDEMISE]

Ah, her /sincerest/ apologies.

She tends to forget just how harsh the aftershock of such speed can be.

Even the slightest increase of force would’ve left a crater.

How fortunate she’d been so - carefree.