[Comprehensive British and American] The life of the villain and the body of the hero

"You see, Superman is an omnipotent alien, but Clark is not. Yes, I am not an orphan raised by intelligent robots in the Fortress of Solitude... Before Krypton was destroyed, my biological father built a The spaceship sent me to an unknown planet, which is Earth. The spaceship finally landed in the small town of Smallville, Kansas, a country town rich in sweet corn, and a farmer couple picked it up in the spaceship and kindly decided to adopt him, concealing his alien identity and giving him a human name, Clark Kent."

Superman sighed softly, and there was a little nostalgia in his sky-like blue eyes: "It was a remote country, and people's lifestyles and thinking were very simple, the most traditional kind. My adoptive father loved my adoptive mother deeply, And supported this family with my own hands and labor. We looked like any ordinary small-town family, and no one knew that the overly lively little black-haired boy was actually an alien."

"Before puberty, I lived the life of such an ordinary boy in a small town. Simple and narrow, the world I saw was only rolling cornfields, and all I could think of was blushing and kissing my beloved The freckles on the girl's face. When I was a kid, I was very fit. The coach of the school team even said he wanted me to be the main player. You know that is the highest honor for a school boy. What better future can I ask for? ?”

"Until these abilities appeared... at first I couldn't control it. Because the oxygen didn't work for me, I would unconsciously not breathe or breathe too much, and everyone thought there was something wrong with my body; sometimes it would break when I fell asleep. Everything within my reach, waking up in the morning and lying in the ruins panicked; when I ran, I would surpass human speed without realizing it... Everything is even worse when super hearing and clairvoyance appear. Of course, There's heat vision." Superman was calm when he said this, but James could hear the sadness and pain in those past events.

"I couldn't play on the school team, because no one knew if I would accidentally injure or even kill someone during the game; for the same reason, I even had to call myself sick to avoid gym class; when my classmates beat me up, they could Fight as much as you want, but I can't fight back, because I can't afford to fight back; when girls despise and refuse to laugh at you, I can't tell everyone that I am stronger than all of you, because it will scare everyone Some; even the first time I brought the girl home, my adoptive father treated her graciously and then came to talk to me that night and asked if I was ready to do those intimate things with a man of steel. Doesn't hurt the other side?"

"I know that my adoptive parents are protecting me in their way, but I also realize one thing - human beings will not accept the real me. Even though I never hurt a person at that time, I didn't have any evil thoughts. The idea of ​​ruling the world, even if I say without shame, I was far more kind than most human beings at that time, but once they know who I am and what I can do, they will still regard me as the most vicious person in the world Treat the gangsters with the same care."

"It's all because I'm not human, I'm too strong. Being strong is my original sin, without any reason."

"Even after I became Superman, formed the Justice League, and saved and protected the world over and over again. There were still people who doubted me, and Bruce was one of them, and I couldn't deny his reasoning, because it sounded damn right He asked me, as an omnipotent alien, a god on earth, would I have any interest in this world made of paper? He told me that he would not put the safety of the world on a person's moral sense He couldn't help thinking, if one day I decided to be bad, who would stop me? I have to say, Bruce was right, he was always right."

"If you ask me if I have ever hated the world or human beings, I can't say no against my will. In fact, in some moments, those evil thoughts will pop up and shake my heart. But more, I Loving this paper world to me, and wanting so much to be accepted, to be included, to be recognized.”

"I love this world and the people around me so much that I yearn for a better human being and a more peaceful and just world. This is also the ultimate goal of the establishment and maintenance of the Justice League for a long time. What we have done All sacrifices, all efforts are for a better future of this world. Only Batman scoffs at this vision, and Bruce is always the one who sees the most clearly. He probably has seen through how absurd this world is, and our ideal How powerless."

"However, the reason why Batman is Batman is that even if he knows that there will be no good results in the end, he still will not bow to the evil of this world."

"After Lewis died, I could say I lost my mind, but it could also be said that this was my sanest moment, an almost hysterical, all-or-nothing sanity. I realized that the world, the world I loved so much, would never be in gentle Change by means, even if every hero of the Justice League is willing to sacrifice everything for this world, even if we really sacrifice everything. The earth and human beings will still be the same, and they will not change in the slightest."

"So, I decided to use violence to rule the world and suppress evil with extreme means, and you know the result. Since then, I have been completely disheartened, and I have been thinking about myself for the entire three years in prison. The past. I hated Batman and his ant-like brethren in the first year, and I thought that if I was allowed to go out, I would torture him to death in the most cruel way, and then I would no longer have the luxury of letting this stupid and selfish species Better yet, simply destroy the entire planet."

"Bruce used to come to see me, just sitting in the doorway of the transparent cell, sitting and reading without saying anything. He wasn't wearing a Batman uniform, he wasn't even wearing a suit... I remember him sitting on a chair with his head bowed Quietly turning the pages of the book, his frail neck sticking out . . . it's such an easy thing to break if it just lets me out."

"The next year I couldn't help but think about the past, my childhood on the farm with my adoptive parents, the shock and shyness of my first meeting with Metropolis and Louis, the first time I rescued people, The first time people cheered and yelled my name, the first time I saw a picture of Bruce, or rather Batman... of course, the days and nights I fought with the Justice League... and then I remembered How I killed them. The day I knelt in the toilet and vomited like crazy, I suddenly realized what I had done, killing my friends for the sake of what I thought were stupid, cowardly humans."

"It's pointless, Jim. I'm a Kryptonian, and I live in a paper world. Humans will never change because of our sacrifices, so why should I kill me for these worthless people? Love me and the people I love by my side? What the hell am I going crazy? I have to bear a heavy blood debt for this group of people? I have lost something truly precious for this group of people? From the beginning to the end, I never thought about ruling the world , it doesn't make sense, would you want to rule the world of a group of ants?"

"I threw up for several days, and Bruce panicked about it. I saw his pale and bewildered face... oh, he has never been so panicked in fighting me for so many years, in countless disadvantages and desperate situations. But he Because I just knelt down and vomited for a few days, and then I became so haggard... I know that human beings will never agree to open the cell and send me for medical treatment. No matter how Batman objects, how much he emphasizes that any prisoner has the right to receive medical treatment. Those cowards wouldn't take the risk, and rightfully so."

Clark's voice was full of disdain and contempt. Of course he looked down on those sloppy politicians.When he was in power, how did these people kneel and lick to support him to do any insane things, just to ensure his own status.And when he lost power, how these people cried bitterly in front of Batman and the Rebels, swearing that he threatened them.

"I want to talk to Bruce, but I dare not and I can't. I can only watch him sitting outside the cell and imagine that if I get out, I must hug him tightly and tell him how much I regret and how much I hope. Hearing his voice. I know I will never be forgiven, and I don't expect him to forgive me, I just want to stay with him, he is the last of me."

"In the third year, I found that my relationship began to deteriorate after a long silence. At first I thought I had something like Stockholm, because my feelings for Bruce became more and more difficult to control."

When he said this, Clark's eyes were shining slightly, and James was a little embarrassed.Ahem, you can't blame him!This topic is really..., anyone will be embarrassed, okay!

"Bruce didn't come to see me that week, which made me very anxious. And soon it was dark, and the cell door opened automatically after the power outage, and I walked out, and it didn't take much effort to reach the ground. The yellow sun made me Power back, but no one has time to watch over me, because Earth is being invaded by aliens."

"I quickly caught the voice of Bruce, he was fighting the aliens, not on the ground, but on the mother ship. That's Batman, always sure to win, and defeat the enemy's Batman. He succeeded Terrorized the leader of the group of aliens and ordered them never to come near the earth again, and the Green Lantern Corps took over. I flew to the Batcave and hid here quietly, still listening to Bruce's voice. Listening to his reply Go to Wayne Manor, take off your clothes and go to the bathroom to take a shower, listen to him come out to answer the phone...the general informed him that Superman had escaped from prison, and told him that the army would be sent to protect him."

"Protection? Maybe there is, but it should be more surveillance. They don't believe Bruce, and even expect to use Bruce as bait to arrest me again. It's just three short years, they have forgotten how powerful I am, and even think that Human force alone would have caught me. You see, humans never have long memories."

"Bruce hung up, and I heard him walk down without a word, into the Batcave. Of course he knew where I was going, and he thought I was coming to kill him, and he had no energy to fight back."

Clark lowered his head and drank a few sips of tea. He looked at the lukewarm tea and recalled the scene that day—Bruce had just taken a shower, and his body was soaked in warm water with wounds that could not be treated after fighting the aliens. whitish eversion.He only had time to put on a coat, and his wet black hair was still dripping into the cold bat cave.

Bruce is cool, like he doesn't know Superman is in the Batcave.

"What are you waiting for, Kar-El?" he asked, tilting his head slightly.

Superman emerged from the shadows, three years in captivity unaltered in his strength and strength.He was still wearing a three-color uniform, step by step approaching the Batman without camouflage and protection, a Batman wearing only a coat.

"Bruce..." he murmured, and then he pulled the opponent into his arms, trapped his counterattacking hands and feet with unbreakable force, rested his head on the opponent's shoulder, and sniffed the blood after taking a bath. Moist breath, he continued to sigh: "Bruce."

"What do you want to do?" Batman gave up struggling with a voice still as calm as water.

"Why don't you run? Why don't you resist?" Superman felt strange, Bruce was not a person who accepted his fate.

"...doesn't make sense, what can a paralyzed Batman do?" Bruce murmured self-deprecatingly.

What's the meaning? !Superman suddenly looked up at the dark-haired man, his face full of shock and doubt.

Bruce laughed, but it was a mocking sneer: "Do you remember when you broke my back? How do you think I got back up again? Constantine's magic is time-limited, but I couldn't find a better one at the time." A much closer magician."

No... come on... He thought Batman healed himself in some small way.

"Bruce, I'll find a way." Superman said.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Batman frowned deeply: "Aren't you here to..."

Hurt you, torture you, insult you, and finally kill you to vent your anger?Clark knew what the other party meant, and he also hated the desolation behind such thoughts.Bruce knows that he will soon recover from paralysis, and the battle with the aliens has consumed his physical strength and spirit today. He knows that he will definitely die tonight, the only difference is how Superman wants to kill him.If Carl still has a little bit of past friendship and a little kindness, maybe he will be given a simple death, but if Superman insists on torturing Batman, he has no choice but to accept his own fate.

Bruce, Bruce, his beloved Bruce, what kind of mood did his former friend and companion come to the Batcave, stand in front of him, and call his name?

Superman leaned down and kissed those pale, tight lips, not knowing what he was talking about.But Batman heard clearly, in those small, cherished and distressed kisses, the voice that once belonged to the little reporter was pleading sadly——

He said, "I'm sorry, Bruce. I was wrong, Bruce. Don't be afraid, Bruce, I love you, Bruce..."

The author has something to say: Da Chao's broken thoughts.Well, you probably think Dachao’s monologue is quite boring_(:з)∠)_Don’t worry, Chaojuju has been holding back for so many years, and he needs someone to listen to his heart, and explain the things of the year clearly by the way.

I don't know if the stupid author has made the idea of ​​Yichao clear. Of course, this is the stupid author's own personal understanding.

In order to make up for your boredom watching Dachao Suannian, there will be a special episode at six o'clock.