I almost ruled the world

Finally, Brianna seemed to come to her senses. Regardless of her bare feet, she rushed to where Clark was as if she was crazy.

She was reaching out to touch Clark's cheek, but the next second she looked at him in disbelief as he turned his head weakly and spat out a big mouthful of blood.

How can this be?

How could Thor possibly hurt Clark in his prime?

"What did you do to him?" Brianna demanded, turning to them.

Her dark eyes looked very calm at first glance, but as long as you search carefully, you can find the anger stained in them, just like a wild beast trapped in a cage, as long as it is released, it will do all kinds of terrible things.

Clark was also very clear in his heart.

He knew that his cells were exploding because of being exposed to the yellow sun's radiation at close range again, and he knew that they would never forgive Brianna.

Even if Brianna has lost the ability to resist, she will still be imprisoned in pain. Their children may either be with Brianna, or they may be killed by them "painfully but have no choice".

She is his world.

Although the world is never beautiful.

Clark grabbed Briana's hand, squeezing slightly.

Brianna turned her head to look at her, and when she looked at him, a trace of hope flashed in her eyes, "Are you going to be fine?"

He looked deeply at Brianna in front of him, happy that she still cared about him after all, but started to feel sad again.

"Sorry, Bligh." Clark shook his head. He didn't want to hurt her, but he didn't want to lie to her either. As soon as Clark finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Brianna stared at herself blankly, as if taken aback by the information she was receiving at this moment.

"No..." After a long time, she shook her head, trying to pretend to be amused by Clark, but after realizing that Clark would not make fun of such things, Brianna's expression immediately became worse than crying. To be ugly.

"How could it be?" Brianna held his cheek helplessly, her eyes became wet unknowingly, "You haven't heard my answer yet..."

She pursed her lips hard, and looked around for help, hoping that someone could help him, or at least tell herself what to do.

But everyone averted their eyes.

Brianna whimpered, and the half-hole that was originally filled by Clark began to whimper again, and the hollow made it almost difficult for her to breathe.

She suddenly felt extremely regretful, because Brianna Byers was never satisfied.

She wants to rule the world, and only realizes after hurting Clark that she wants more than world domination.

She also wanted Clark to love herself unreservedly.

But it was too late, she understood too late.

Brianna knew that her past self would never understand this, that she had never been taught to be content, as if she was destined to lose everything in the end.

She even wanted to go back to the past for a moment to remind that stupid self and give up her ridiculous ambition.

But Brianna felt that it was impossible for her past self to listen to any opinions. She still envied Clark, who was upright and kind, and willing to give everything for the one he loved.

While she hated him, she didn't realize that she might have fallen in love with him long ago.

Brianna is too vain to understand.

She tried hard to see the weak Clark in front of her, but the tears in her eyes blurred everything in her vision.

Clark raised his hand, forced a smile, and gently brushed her cheek, as if he wanted to say a lot, but in the end he said nothing.

Only suddenly, Clark's breathing suddenly became short, and he said in a weak voice with some pain, "Flee, escape from here, Bligh."

But Brianna didn't understand what Clark meant, and she couldn't choose to abandon him at this time.

She cried and kissed Clark's cold cheek, but was pulled up by guards who came from nowhere and was about to be taken away.

Brianna suddenly began to resent those hypocritical superheroes who killed Clark. Thinking of this, she screamed and struggled, resisting with all her strength——

……

……

……

Everything suddenly quieted down.

Quiet, silent.

Brianna opened her eyes belatedly, and found that everything around her suddenly disappeared, and she was now in a space that seemed to be a universe but was not a universe.

But then—the rush of water, the chirping of birds, the crackling of burning, the roar of motors.

The division of cells, the replacement of atoms, the collision of particles...

All the voices entered her ears, full of power, even stronger than before, soothing her pain like a warm current.

Everything in the world seems to be under her control.

She seemed to suddenly remember something, and lowered her head to look at her hand.

The suppressor in her hand was cracked, shattered under her gaze, fell and dissipated.

Brianna suddenly remembered that Clark had held her wrist very hard.

Could it be him?Then where is he now?

Brianna tried hard to sense, the world seemed like a picture scroll in front of her, trying to find the trace of Clark.

No, no... nowhere.

Obviously everything should be easy, but she seems to be desperately looking for something that doesn't exist at all, gradually from unwillingness to frustration to despair.

Brianna dropped her hands and sobbed dragging every moment of Clark's existence in the world, because now she found that she could only see him in the reflection of the past.

Time gradually goes back from that determined man, and Brianna finds that she suddenly seems to be able to "feel" like an ordinary person.

Because she watched him arguing, he was forbearing, he was doing what he thought was right...

It turned out that he also felt confused and doubted the meaning of his own existence.

It turned out that he was the same as himself when he was a child, and was bullied because of being different.

He just had Martha and Jonathan who loved him, and other than that, he was alone.

Until he thought Briana Byers was his whole world.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked almost greedily at Clark on this day. The young and childish him was crying in Martha's arms because he realized that he was different from everyone else.

Sorry, Clark, sorry.

Brianna wanted to hug Clark like this to comfort him, even though she wasn't even here yet.

She didn't know who to tell.

but……

Brianna looked away a little, realizing suddenly that it was Christmas, her birthday.

She was a little dazed, and finally let go of the sad Clark, and turned to look at the wider sky.

Even if the surroundings are pitch black on a snowy night.

However, the sound of "哧——" made Brianna unable to ignore it.

That's the sound of an aircraft rubbing against the atmosphere.

Brianna's aircraft.

It was about to land in Texas, but she had wished a thousand times that it would land in Kansas, in the home of a patient and loving farmer couple, to be their child.

If this is true.

Will everything be different?

Like a ghost, Brianna slowly moved towards the frame in front of her, and gently pushed the aircraft...

"Bang!" The violent impact was accompanied by blinding flames, and Brianna subconsciously closed her eyes.

in case……

But can it get any worse?