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“I tend to not make them.” Kal says, standing his ground. A stranger amongst the forest of darkness —- although he had his strength on his side, a secret only he knew, there was no telling who this other was. “What deal?”
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ᅠᅠㅤᅠᅠ❝ the question should be ... ' why are you ' . You have known ..
I knew you knew. ❞
Her voice is fickle 𖬺. soft. Rasping with the low tone only slightly as she comforts herself along the arm of the tree﹑ extra legs
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ᅠᅠㅤᅠᅠ❝ the question should be ... ' why are you ' . You have known ..
I knew you knew. ❞
Her voice is fickle 𖬺. soft. Rasping with the low tone only slightly as she comforts herself along the arm of the tree﹑ extra legs
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To say fear settled in him was a mere jest. But he would not show it, could not show it. He rose the lantern higher, illuminating the branches that sprawled like a web above his head. And the stranger that crawled within them.
“Who are you.”
“Who are you.”
February 16, 2026 at 4:00 PM
“I tend to not make them.” Kal says, standing his ground. A stranger amongst the forest of darkness —- although he had his strength on his side, a secret only he knew, there was no telling who this other was. “What deal?”
“No, not all of it. But most.” Kal said, sounding close to defeat. “It doesn’t matter now. Someday they’ll forget to harass the Kents. Or someday I’ll make them forget.”
Solas’s jaw flexed in quiet discomfort. There were far too many stories of the Kingsguard destroying lives like this, but far fewer of those who stood up to them. Seemed the brave ones were subject to long-term punishment.
“What do you eat?” he asked quietly. “They don’t take all your food, right?”
“What do you eat?” he asked quietly. “They don’t take all your food, right?”
“I’ve stood up to them before.” Kal says, kicking at the dirt. “They. .paralyzed my friend. Lana. I didn’t allow them to walk away unscathed. They only let me live. .because my father offered them months of our harvest.” He’s not looking at Solas —- instead at the ground.
“It’s why we work hard.”
“It’s why we work hard.”
February 16, 2026 at 6:11 AM
“No, not all of it. But most.” Kal said, sounding close to defeat. “It doesn’t matter now. Someday they’ll forget to harass the Kents. Or someday I’ll make them forget.”
| switched up FC’s to absolute Superman bc:
1. Just caught up completely, honestly sick book
2. Long hair Kal
3. Armor Kal makes more sense for fantasy setting
1. Just caught up completely, honestly sick book
2. Long hair Kal
3. Armor Kal makes more sense for fantasy setting
February 13, 2026 at 5:39 PM
| switched up FC’s to absolute Superman bc:
1. Just caught up completely, honestly sick book
2. Long hair Kal
3. Armor Kal makes more sense for fantasy setting
1. Just caught up completely, honestly sick book
2. Long hair Kal
3. Armor Kal makes more sense for fantasy setting
Kal takes a seat next to other, placing his forearms upon his knees. “I think I’ve. .found something, boy. I’m not sure. By the old El’s Memorial. It felt like something was calling me. Ma and Pa may know. I don’t that’s for sure.”
Raises his chin up in confidence.
He flew off of few trebuchets, but nobody got hurt.
He flew off of few trebuchets, but nobody got hurt.
Giving the direwolf a minor scratch. “You been a good boy while I was away, Krypto?”
February 13, 2026 at 5:36 PM
Kal takes a seat next to other, placing his forearms upon his knees. “I think I’ve. .found something, boy. I’m not sure. By the old El’s Memorial. It felt like something was calling me. Ma and Pa may know. I don’t that’s for sure.”
Giving the direwolf a minor scratch. “You been a good boy while I was away, Krypto?”
And he is his loyal direwolf.
Arff.
Arff.
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Gentle reminder this is a Fantasy / D&D inspired supes, lore is under the pinned :)
Gentle reminder this is a Fantasy / D&D inspired supes, lore is under the pinned :)
February 13, 2026 at 4:23 PM
Giving the direwolf a minor scratch. “You been a good boy while I was away, Krypto?”
To say fear settled in him was a mere jest. But he would not show it, could not show it. He rose the lantern higher, illuminating the branches that sprawled like a web above his head. And the stranger that crawled within them.
“Who are you.”
“Who are you.”
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ᅠᅠ. . . A decision had to be made.
ㅤᅠᅠsimply stay lingering ... or come clean with the fact she has been following for * quite some time. From above off branches of a nearby tree﹑ claws help her climb down to a lower
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ᅠᅠ. . . A decision had to be made.
ㅤᅠᅠsimply stay lingering ... or come clean with the fact she has been following for * quite some time. From above off branches of a nearby tree﹑ claws help her climb down to a lower
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February 13, 2026 at 4:22 PM
To say fear settled in him was a mere jest. But he would not show it, could not show it. He rose the lantern higher, illuminating the branches that sprawled like a web above his head. And the stranger that crawled within them.
“Who are you.”
“Who are you.”
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Gentle reminder this is a Fantasy / D&D inspired supes, lore is under the pinned :)
Gentle reminder this is a Fantasy / D&D inspired supes, lore is under the pinned :)
February 11, 2026 at 5:44 AM
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Gentle reminder this is a Fantasy / D&D inspired supes, lore is under the pinned :)
Gentle reminder this is a Fantasy / D&D inspired supes, lore is under the pinned :)
“I’ve stood up to them before.” Kal says, kicking at the dirt. “They. .paralyzed my friend. Lana. I didn’t allow them to walk away unscathed. They only let me live. .because my father offered them months of our harvest.” He’s not looking at Solas —- instead at the ground.
“It’s why we work hard.”
“It’s why we work hard.”
"No, they haven't," he agreed grimly. He knew a few too many of his friends who'd been harassed by the king's guard. Solas himself had done his best to steer clear of them, but even he'd had a few close calls, byproduct of the crowd he ran with.
"Did you do something to catch their attention?" --
"Did you do something to catch their attention?" --
“I don’t believe any of them do.” He said in a snarl, before a breath gave cool to the anger that bubbled in him.
Kal turned flashing a smile to Solas - - now looking more so like the farm boy of before. “I’m sorry about that. The Kingdom. .King Zod. .they haven’t been too kind to lower folk.”
Kal turned flashing a smile to Solas - - now looking more so like the farm boy of before. “I’m sorry about that. The Kingdom. .King Zod. .they haven’t been too kind to lower folk.”
February 11, 2026 at 5:33 AM
“I’ve stood up to them before.” Kal says, kicking at the dirt. “They. .paralyzed my friend. Lana. I didn’t allow them to walk away unscathed. They only let me live. .because my father offered them months of our harvest.” He’s not looking at Solas —- instead at the ground.
“It’s why we work hard.”
“It’s why we work hard.”
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Be it —-
𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱.
𝖲𝖮𝖭 𝖮𝖥 𝖮𝖣𝖨𝖭.
𝖦𝖮𝖣 𝖮𝖥 𝖳𝖧𝖴𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖱.
𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱.
𝖲𝖮𝖭 𝖮𝖥 𝖮𝖣𝖨𝖭.
𝖦𝖮𝖣 𝖮𝖥 𝖳𝖧𝖴𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖱.
January 22, 2026 at 7:17 PM
Be it —-
𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱.
𝖲𝖮𝖭 𝖮𝖥 𝖮𝖣𝖨𝖭.
𝖦𝖮𝖣 𝖮𝖥 𝖳𝖧𝖴𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖱.
𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱.
𝖲𝖮𝖭 𝖮𝖥 𝖮𝖣𝖨𝖭.
𝖦𝖮𝖣 𝖮𝖥 𝖳𝖧𝖴𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖱.
“I don’t believe any of them do.” He said in a snarl, before a breath gave cool to the anger that bubbled in him.
Kal turned flashing a smile to Solas - - now looking more so like the farm boy of before. “I’m sorry about that. The Kingdom. .King Zod. .they haven’t been too kind to lower folk.”
Kal turned flashing a smile to Solas - - now looking more so like the farm boy of before. “I’m sorry about that. The Kingdom. .King Zod. .they haven’t been too kind to lower folk.”
"Don't let them get under your skin," Solas whispered, once they were out of earshot of the peacemakers. The defiant elf was usually the first to make a stink about injustices, but those watchmen had seemed particularly suspicious of his new friend. This was one of those times where it was best --
But that thought of his family lingers —- and without him they would surely fail.
He doesn’t say anything, but his gaze drops to the dirt road avoiding eye contact with the men. “Go. Be gone back to your huts.”
He doesn’t say anything, but his gaze drops to the dirt road avoiding eye contact with the men. “Go. Be gone back to your huts.”
January 22, 2026 at 8:55 PM
“I don’t believe any of them do.” He said in a snarl, before a breath gave cool to the anger that bubbled in him.
Kal turned flashing a smile to Solas - - now looking more so like the farm boy of before. “I’m sorry about that. The Kingdom. .King Zod. .they haven’t been too kind to lower folk.”
Kal turned flashing a smile to Solas - - now looking more so like the farm boy of before. “I’m sorry about that. The Kingdom. .King Zod. .they haven’t been too kind to lower folk.”
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Someone warm fills Kal, it boils and bops at the top of his throat. For the first time in his life —- maybe forever, he feels rage. Rage at the unjust and unkind. This street is used by the towns folk, by those with less than the King. Yet now it will be closed for who knows how long. (c)
Solas was the first to break it.
“B- But we’ll be going now!” he said quickly, grabbing the farmhand’s wrist to pull him away. Better to do what the peacemakers asked without question. And he’d rather they didn’t recognize him as associated with other street rats.
“Thanks for the reminder, we’ll —
“B- But we’ll be going now!” he said quickly, grabbing the farmhand’s wrist to pull him away. Better to do what the peacemakers asked without question. And he’d rather they didn’t recognize him as associated with other street rats.
“Thanks for the reminder, we’ll —
“I was delivering bread to the Langs. They live close - - my friend here was climbing this tree, he fell. I manage to grab him.”
There is silence between them all. Intensity rising.
There is silence between them all. Intensity rising.
January 21, 2026 at 7:16 PM
Someone warm fills Kal, it boils and bops at the top of his throat. For the first time in his life —- maybe forever, he feels rage. Rage at the unjust and unkind. This street is used by the towns folk, by those with less than the King. Yet now it will be closed for who knows how long. (c)
| man I cooked with a lot of this stuff, Superman Superman Superman!
January 21, 2026 at 4:58 PM
| man I cooked with a lot of this stuff, Superman Superman Superman!
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Lois Lane.
A daring bard and spymaster, Lois roams the realms singing truths others fear to speak. With wit sharper than any blade, she uncovers secrets that fuel rebellion against Zod. Drawn to Kal’s quiet strength, she becomes his fiercest ally, anchoring his heart to the people.
A daring bard and spymaster, Lois roams the realms singing truths others fear to speak. With wit sharper than any blade, she uncovers secrets that fuel rebellion against Zod. Drawn to Kal’s quiet strength, she becomes his fiercest ally, anchoring his heart to the people.
September 19, 2025 at 3:28 AM
Lois Lane.
A daring bard and spymaster, Lois roams the realms singing truths others fear to speak. With wit sharper than any blade, she uncovers secrets that fuel rebellion against Zod. Drawn to Kal’s quiet strength, she becomes his fiercest ally, anchoring his heart to the people.
A daring bard and spymaster, Lois roams the realms singing truths others fear to speak. With wit sharper than any blade, she uncovers secrets that fuel rebellion against Zod. Drawn to Kal’s quiet strength, she becomes his fiercest ally, anchoring his heart to the people.
The Kingdom of Krypton believes in the Sun God Rao. Similar to the Krypton of Prime Earth. However on E-9813 (this worlds indicator), Rao is treated differently amongst the kingdoms people’s. Some, like the Kent’s of Smallville, believe him to be a kind and helpful God who brings the Sun (c)
Is your muse religious and/or spiritual?
January 21, 2026 at 4:55 PM
The Kingdom of Krypton believes in the Sun God Rao. Similar to the Krypton of Prime Earth. However on E-9813 (this worlds indicator), Rao is treated differently amongst the kingdoms people’s. Some, like the Kent’s of Smallville, believe him to be a kind and helpful God who brings the Sun (c)
Slowly, Kal places the Solas back to his feet. “You.” One of the guards points to him. “Look like a Farm Hand. Are you local?”
“Yes, Sir.” Kal says, his voice quieter - - less confident than before. “Smallville with my Ma and Pa. Just down the road.” He points.
“Yes, Sir.” Kal says, his voice quieter - - less confident than before. “Smallville with my Ma and Pa. Just down the road.” He points.
For a moment, Solas was entranced. Kal had caught him far before he even neared the ground. But now they were on the ground, as if he’d been imagining things. Maybe he wasn’t as high in the tree as he thought?
He only had a moment to look up at Kal with starry eyes before the king’s guard was —
He only had a moment to look up at Kal with starry eyes before the king’s guard was —
But maybe not in time, as they land, six men upon horses begin to come into view.
Each of them in red stained armor, with silver helmets adoring King Zod’s powerful house sigil. “Halt.” One says. “What goes on here?”
Each of them in red stained armor, with silver helmets adoring King Zod’s powerful house sigil. “Halt.” One says. “What goes on here?”
January 21, 2026 at 5:56 AM
Slowly, Kal places the Solas back to his feet. “You.” One of the guards points to him. “Look like a Farm Hand. Are you local?”
“Yes, Sir.” Kal says, his voice quieter - - less confident than before. “Smallville with my Ma and Pa. Just down the road.” He points.
“Yes, Sir.” Kal says, his voice quieter - - less confident than before. “Smallville with my Ma and Pa. Just down the road.” He points.
| miss you fantasy Kal
January 21, 2026 at 12:52 AM
| miss you fantasy Kal
Feet plant —- calves flex out, a leap. More than a leap, flight, maybe for the first time. True, guiding, actual flight. Coursing through the air in what feels like free fall, but up.
— better judgement, Solas dropped from the branch with a terrified little yelp. On the way down, he prayed that Kal really would catch him. If he’d done it once, surely he could do it again?
October 10, 2025 at 7:16 PM
Feet plant —- calves flex out, a leap. More than a leap, flight, maybe for the first time. True, guiding, actual flight. Coursing through the air in what feels like free fall, but up.
“Yes.” Kal says, motioning quickly —- the sound of armor and horses coming quicker and closer. Like he could feel the breath of the rider upon his neck.
“Quickly, Solas —- Jump! Jump, I’ve got you!”
“Quickly, Solas —- Jump! Jump, I’ve got you!”
— down either side of the road to see if they were close. If Kal could hear them, surely they’d be just around the corner.
October 10, 2025 at 5:19 PM
“Yes.” Kal says, motioning quickly —- the sound of armor and horses coming quicker and closer. Like he could feel the breath of the rider upon his neck.
“Quickly, Solas —- Jump! Jump, I’ve got you!”
“Quickly, Solas —- Jump! Jump, I’ve got you!”
Swords, the clattering of metal, the movement of breath. No, travelers maybe, but their intentions lay with aggression.
“Solas we should go. It’s Peacemakers. Hired goons by the crown, they don’t care who you are —-.”
“Solas we should go. It’s Peacemakers. Hired goons by the crown, they don’t care who you are —-.”
“I am being-!” Solas started to protest, but he frowned when he saw his new friend glancing around.
“Not usually. This isn’t a main passage through the forest. You think it’s another traveler?”
“Not usually. This isn’t a main passage through the forest. You think it’s another traveler?”
“Hey!” Kal said —- a slight jump in his step, like without a second thought. “I said be careful, and yet —-“
He goes quiet, listening, hearing tracks. It sounds like more than five men. “There’s someone coming. Does anyone else use this road?”
He goes quiet, listening, hearing tracks. It sounds like more than five men. “There’s someone coming. Does anyone else use this road?”
October 9, 2025 at 10:08 PM
Swords, the clattering of metal, the movement of breath. No, travelers maybe, but their intentions lay with aggression.
“Solas we should go. It’s Peacemakers. Hired goons by the crown, they don’t care who you are —-.”
“Solas we should go. It’s Peacemakers. Hired goons by the crown, they don’t care who you are —-.”