I'm Superman's Brother, But I Got Thanos's Template

"We're home."

As dawn broke in the early morning hours, David slowed his pace, returning above his hometown. He looked at the lights of his house, seeing his parents preparing a warm breakfast through the window.

A faint smile touched his lips unconsciously.

Whether on Themyscira or beneath the sea in Atlantis, even the grandest palaces couldn't give him true relaxation and ease.

Though he was still just a prospective university student in the human world, with the power he now possessed, he could establish a palace like the Tower of Babel on Earth if he wished.

But that wouldn't bring him any joy, for his family wasn't there among the cold stone pillars.

David was about to descend.

"Sentient life detected, David Kent from Earth. You possess a strong will to overcome fear. Welcome to the Green Lantern Corps."

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a green light, like a green meteor, flew rapidly from behind him, hovering in front of him. A mechanical voice sounded.

"This is... a Green Lantern Ring?"

Seeing the ring emitting green light and the lantern symbol on it, David raised an eyebrow.

The ring flickered, arced, and automatically placed itself on his finger.

Without the joy of being chosen by the ring, the most powerful weapon in the universe, he looked at the ring on his hand with mild curiosity, lost in thought.

"Did a Green Lantern die near Earth?"

David turned his head to look at the starry sky and happened to see another green light swiftly passing towards Metropolis. His brow furrowed.

When a member of the Green Lantern Corps, who guarded the cosmic order, died, the ring would initiate a selection process, choosing the nearest being with a strong will as the successor Lantern.

"Two rings?"

Each ownerless ring, like a meteor streaking across the sky, represented the demise of a Green Lantern.

The rings were known as the most powerful weapons in the universe. Although their power varied depending on the Lantern's willpower, a Lantern wielding a ring possessed considerable baseline strength.

"From the current situation, it seems more than two Lanterns died near Earth. Something unusual has happened."

However, according to the story, shouldn't the ring that landed on Earth have gone to Coast City, where Hal Jordan was?

"Has anyone from Metropolis ever been a Lantern?"

David's eyes deepened as he gazed at the city awakening to the sun, quickly recalling people from Metropolis who had been chosen by a Green Lantern Ring in the comics.

A familiar figure, clad in a red cape and standing with hands on hips, appeared in his mind.

"Clark?" he raised an eyebrow.

...

"Help me, someone save me!"

On the rooftop of a six-story building, a towering crane had snapped. Its main body was hanging precariously, connected in a broken L-shape. The operator, terrified, clung to the railing, his body swaying high in the air.

"This is a live report from downtown Metropolis.

A crane collapse here, for reasons unknown, has put construction workers trapped inside on the brink of death. Passersby are all calling out the same name."

A television host in a suit faced the camera, reporting.

"He is none other than—Superman!"

"Jimmy, focus the camera a bit more. Superman will be here any second," Lois Lane said.

Lois Lane, hearing about the construction accident, had rushed over with her reporter assistant. Seeing the safety cushion already placed below the construction workers, she had no immediate worries, and excitement bloomed on her face.

"No problem."

Jimmy, with his red hair and freckled face, smiled and first took a couple of photos of the terrified construction worker, planning to publish them alongside photos of Superman after the rescue for comparison.

"He's here!"

"Is it a bird? Or a plane?"

A blue and red figure streaked between the tall buildings, leaping so high that a little girl by the roadside, holding a balloon, innocently asked.

"No, it's Superman."

Her mother corrected her with a gentle smile.

Since Superman appeared, this prosperous city had become much safer. Although he had been targeted and captured by the country's military in the past, fortunately, it hadn't dampened his enthusiasm for stopping crime and helping citizens as a vigilante.

Creak!

The broken section of the crane groaned with the sound of metal, finally snapping completely.

"No! Help!"

The acrophobic construction worker screamed, thinking he was about to fall with the tens of tons behemoth and be crushed into a pulp.

Suddenly, the crane began to move.

He widened his eyes as he looked, and everyone's gaze followed.

In the golden morning light cast by the rising sun, a tall, strong figure symbolizing hope grasped a severed metal arm and moved it slowly.

Below the operator, there were no longer dizzying tall buildings, but only a rooftop a few dozen centimeters away.

"Sir, I can't hold this thing forever. Can you get down?"

After some time, Clark, whose vision had slightly recovered, looked at the stunned construction worker and smiled helplessly.

"Sorry, Superman.

It's just that this is the first time I've seen you this close. I'm too excited."

The slow-witted operator instantly transformed from a victim into a fan. Embarrassed, he let go and jumped to the ground. With an excited expression, he took a step forward, looking as if he was about to ask Superman for an autograph.

"It's alright.

I hope the small accident this morning didn't disrupt your wonderful day."

Clark gently placed down the broken tower crane, a sunny smile on his face.

Although sometimes, the enthusiasm of some Metropolis citizens made him feel like a hot celebrity and idol, which he wasn't entirely comfortable with.

But this was also part of what he hoped for.

"By setting an example through my actions, I can inspire people and hope for more 'Supermen' to appear in this city."

Bang!

"You finally appeared, Superman!"

With a sudden punch, Clark was sent flying, crashing into the metal arm of the tower crane and bending it. His face felt as if it had been hit by an intercontinental missile, and he felt a slight pain. He frowned and looked over.

A middle-aged man, with green light emanating from his eyes and mouth, appeared at the rooftop entrance with a fierce expression. His hands were emitting intense radiation.

"Be careful, Superman!"

The crowd below watched this scene and exclaimed in unison.

"It's a metahuman! He's attacking Superman!"

"What does he want to do to Superman?!"

Under the dazzling green light, Clark felt a stinging pain all over his body, like being pricked by needles. He stood up unsteadily, his face slightly pale, and stared intently at the opponent.

"The light of the meteorite... has appeared on a person."

The crowd, having never seen Superman like this before, covered their mouths in worry.

"Superman is injured! What's going on?

Who is he? How can he be stronger than Superman!"

Jimmy couldn't believe it.

"Could he be Superman's alien kin, like that Purple Light Man from last time?"

Lois Lane frowned, not flustered, exuding the aura of a strong woman. She recalled some classified rumors from the military that her father had told her.

"A... Green Light Man?"

Bang!

"What, not used to fighting someone stronger than you?"

The man's face was filled with hatred. He leaped in front of Superman and punched down, sending him flying again, taunting him.

"I found signs of violent destruction on the tower crane earlier.

That was you, trying to lure me here. Who are you?"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Clark looked at the man with hatred in his eyes with a solemn expression.

The other party seemed unaware that the meteorite was his weakness, only thinking it was his super strength. But Clark couldn't recall ever having an enemy in this man.

"You don't know who I am?

You ruined my marriage, threw me out of my house, and took my wife away. You don't even know who I am?"

The man, with the lingering smell of alcohol on his breath, spoke cruelly and ferociously. He swung his fist, forcing Clark, who raised his arms to block, to retreat continuously.

"Wait a minute, I remember now.

You're Clay Ramsey. What happened to you?"

Blocking the opponent's attacks with some difficulty, Clark finally remembered who the person in front of him was. Half a month ago, when he had met him, he was just a rough, down-on-his-luck painter who liked to drink. He didn't have these abilities.

He had clearly wished for all meteorites to disappear.

"Heaven bestowed these abilities upon me so I can get revenge on you! You took away my family, my wife!"

Ramsey laughed ferociously and punched Clark away.

Just then, when he was out of money for alcohol and had to find some work again, painting a fluorescent paint for a wealthy family's villa, he accidentally knocked over a paint bucket from the shelf and swallowed it, miraculously gaining his current abilities.

Clark's back hit the wall, creating spiderweb-like cracks. His expression turned displeased, and he shouted angrily.

"Took away your wife?

You mean your wife, who has been suffering from domestic violence due to your drinking for years and dared not speak out!"

"You coward, only daring to vent your anger on women. I've transferred her to a women's shelter, so don't even think about disturbing her life again."

Clark threw a punch, sending Ramsey flying dozens of meters away to smash into a billboard on another skyscraper. Filled with righteous indignation, he stepped forward to subdue the man.

Although the opponent had somehow gained a powerful body and the ability to emit meteorite radiation, his radiation couldn't compare to a small piece of pure meteorite.

He still had the strength to teach this guy a lesson.

Whoosh!

Just then, a ring emitting green light flew towards him at high speed.

Seeing the familiar green light, it looked like a ring made of a green meteorite.

The weakened Clark dodged it, but the object unexpectedly turned and flew back towards him rapidly. He quickly grabbed a nearby piece of broken wood and batted the ring away like playing cricket.

The ring flew towards the horizon, disappearing thousands of meters away in the blink of an eye, where it was caught steadily by an approaching figure.

Buzz!

Before Clark could catch his breath, a green light impact beam as thick as a bucket struck him the next second. He was hit as if by a large truck, sent flying backward, crashing through a wall, blood trickling from his mouth.

From the wreckage of the broken billboard, Ramsey pushed aside a cracked advertising board and stood up in a sorry state. He looked at his severely injured enemy and let out a triumphant laugh.

"How's that, you son of a bitch? Didn't expect that, did you?"

"This is going to hurt."

Ramsey gathered green energy in both hands and was about to cross the building to deliver another close-range blow to the weak and injured Clark.

"What did you just say?"

A shadow fell, enveloping him from above. An icy voice, like the biting wind from an ancient, unmelting glacier, entered his ears.

Ramsey looked up. A figure stood in mid-air, looking down with a face full of indifference.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a pang of panic, an inexplicable tremor, like a small animal being targeted by a ferocious prehistoric predator. In a mixture of shock and anger, he fired another shockwave from his hands.

"You think these ridiculous attacks will work on me?"

The shockwave hit David, but it was like harmless disco lights. With a blank expression, he raised his hand.

Under the immense power, Ramsey's body was lifted uncontrollably, his limbs stretched out, making him feel like a helpless white rat on an dissection table.

"Help! I'm about to be torn apart!"

His body was nearly ripped to shreds by the terrifying force. The bone-piercing pain made him cry out in terror.

"Let... let me go!"

"Scum like you have probably never cared about the beautiful space above your head."

Looking at Ramsey, David knew what kind of person he was: crude, barbaric, and stupid, like a shar-pei that only knew how to eat and sleep, barking only at those weaker than itself.

"Before you die, I'll make sure you get a good taste of it."

He raised his hand again.

Ramsey was launched like a cannonball, refuse thrown into space by Earth's gravity field, disappearing tens of thousands of meters into the sky in an instant.

"Ugh... ugh..."

As he accelerated, he couldn't breathe, his lungs feeling as if they were being squeezed by a large hand. He deeply felt the agony of suffocation, his eyes widening in terror as he saw the brilliant, dazzling sun growing larger and larger.

Finally, he entered the silent, cold vacuum of space. His powerful body made him keenly feel the pain of his bodily fluids boiling due to the sudden drop in pressure. After a few agonizing seconds, extreme cold enveloped him.

Ramsey's painfully contorted expression froze on his face, turning him into an ice sculpture floating in space.

"Dav... Purple Light Man, where did you send him?"

Seeing his brother appear, Clark stood up, clutching his aching chest. He looked at his brother flying in mid-air, his eyes filled with shock. He started to call his brother's name but changed his address midway.

Although his vision had partially recovered, he still couldn't use his X-ray vision or see very far like before.

"A peaceful paradise."

"Alright..."

Clark hesitated, gradually getting used to his brother's methods. Especially after hearing Ramsey's earlier vulgarities directed at their mother, he wasn't too surprised by his fate.

"How can you fly? My ribs seem to be broken."

His chest still hurt terribly, and Clark tried to walk closer to speak with his brother, finding it difficult even to walk.

"Ramsey's energy radiation isn't that strong, but it seems to penetrate my flesh, blood, and cells, like stubborn stains."

He tried basking in the sun for a while, but it didn't help.

"This will help you."

David manipulated gravity, and the Green Lantern Ring slowly flew over.

Seeing the familiar green light, Clark instinctively felt a sense of fear, but thinking that his brother wouldn't harm him, he hesitantly took it.

"Sentient life detected. Clark Kent, from Earth. You possess a strong will to overcome fear. Welcome to the Green Lantern Corps."

As it drew closer to the chosen inheritor, the Lantern Ring finally began to speak the words to notify the inheritor of their selection.

"It spoke?

What… what is this?"

The ring automatically placed itself on his finger. Clark, somewhat flustered, looked at David in shock.

"Proof of membership in a Corps."

Seeing that it was indeed Clark who had been chosen by another Lantern Ring, David looked into the distance. No longer resisting the ring's power, he allowed a green energy shield to envelop him and float away.

"The Lantern Ring's master doesn't seem to be dead yet. Was this a selection process triggered by his near-death state?"

"Corps member?"

Clark saw that David wasn't resisting the power and seemed to be letting it take him somewhere. He decided to do the same. However, unlike David, who knew what was about to happen, Clark had a head full of questions he wanted to ask his younger brother.

"Lethal radiation targeting your race detected in your body. It has been cleared for you."

A beam of green energy swept over his body. Clark felt a lightness, and his refreshed feeling returned. He looked at the ring.

"I don't know what this thing is, but it seems pretty good."

The two were taken away by the green energy shields, flying rapidly towards the horizon. They left behind a series of unexpected twists and turns that stunned onlookers, who had no idea what was happening.

"Cough, cough… the chosen will has arrived."

At the docks in the early morning, a cold sea breeze blew.

On a damaged escape pod by the sea, the weak and dying Abin Sur looked up at the sky with some relief. After crashing on this backward planet, he had managed to hold on just long enough for the chosen one to be brought to him.

Two young figures landed on the beach, but things seemed to be a bit different from what he had expected.

The Lantern Ring transmitted a message. Abin Sur's expression faltered as he looked at Clark, then at David.

"A living Kryptonian, and… a life form of an equally powerful, unknown alien race?"

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