### **Chapter 2: The Infinite Line**
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The Hall of Justice was breathtaking. Towering columns of white stone stretched toward the heavens, housing the greatest defenders of Earth. Gojo couldn't help but marvel at the grandeur as Superman led him through its halls. Around him, larger-than-life holograms of the League's victories played on loop—a stark reminder of the stakes in this world.
Wonder Woman flanked him, her watchful eyes never leaving him. Green Lantern followed, the emerald glow of his ring flickering like a warning light. The rest of the League was waiting inside the council chamber, their expressions a mix of curiosity and caution. Batman, Aquaman, The Flash, and Martian Manhunter stood as Gojo entered. The weight of their collective presence pressed on him, but he held his ground.
Superman gestured for Gojo to sit. "We appreciate your cooperation so far. Now, let's talk. Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
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### **Gojo's Stand**
Gojo leaned back in his chair, his usual confident smirk masking his unease. "All right, cards on the table. I woke up in your world yesterday. I don't know how or why, but here I am. I have powers—obviously—but I'm not here to destroy your world or take it over. I want to help. Be a hero, like you guys."
Batman's voice cut through the air, cold and calculating. "You claim to want to help, but you've already caused significant damage. Soldiers hospitalized. A desert fissure stretching for miles. How do we know you're not a threat?"
Gojo's smirk faltered. He hated being misunderstood but knew Batman's skepticism wasn't unwarranted. "Look, I didn't ask for soldiers to start shooting at me. I defended myself without killing anyone. You're calling me dangerous because I fought back, but what was I supposed to do? Let them kill me?"
"Restraint," Wonder Woman said firmly. "With power comes responsibility. If you truly want to be a hero, you must show that restraint."
Gojo nodded, his gaze serious. "You're right. I'll do better. But let's not pretend we're in a perfect world. Restraint only works when the other side plays fair. If a villain threatens innocent lives, I won't hesitate to do what's necessary to stop them. Even if it means crossing a line."
The room fell silent. Gojo's words hung in the air, drawing mixed reactions. Superman frowned, his idealism clashing with Gojo's pragmatism. Batman's expression was unreadable, but Gojo could see the gears turning in his mind. Wonder Woman studied him, her sharp eyes searching for any trace of deceit.
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### **Trial by Fire**
Before the debate could continue, an alarm blared throughout the Hall. A holographic screen lit up, showing live footage of Metropolis under siege. A towering figure clad in dark armor—Mongul—strode through the city streets, blasting buildings apart with his energy cannon. Civilians fled in panic as the alien warlord declared his intent to conquer Earth.
Superman was already on his feet. "League, move out! Lantern, Flash, Diana, with me! Batman, coordinate from here."
Gojo stood as well, his expression shifting to determination. "I'm coming too."
Superman hesitated. "This isn't your fight."
Gojo smirked, stepping forward. "If I'm going to prove I'm not a threat, let me help save your city."
Superman exchanged a glance with Wonder Woman. She nodded. "Let him. If he's sincere about being a hero, this will be his chance to prove it."
"Fine," Superman said reluctantly. "But stay close, and don't cause any more destruction than necessary."
Gojo chuckled. "No promises."
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### **The Battle of Metropolis**
The team arrived in Metropolis to chaos. Mongul's Warworld soldiers swarmed the streets, their advanced weapons raining destruction. Superman and Wonder Woman immediately engaged Mongul, their battle shaking the city. Flash zipped through the streets, evacuating civilians, while Green Lantern constructed massive barriers to contain the damage.
Gojo stood in the middle of the battlefield, his mind racing. This wasn't like fighting curses or wild creatures; these were people—alien soldiers, sure, but living beings nonetheless. Could he fight without killing? Could he balance his ideals with the reality of war?
A Warworld soldier charged at him, firing a plasma rifle. Gojo reacted instinctively, activating *Infinity.* The plasma bolt froze mid-air, unable to touch him. In one fluid motion, he stepped forward, delivering a precise strike that knocked the soldier unconscious.
"All right," he muttered. "Non-lethal it is."
But Mongul was another story. As Superman and Wonder Woman clashed with the warlord, it became clear that brute force wasn't enough. Mongul's energy shield absorbed their attacks, and his strength rivaled even theirs.
Gojo watched from a distance, analyzing the situation. "That shield's redirecting their energy back at them. Clever, but it won't work on me."
He leaped into the fray, landing between Superman and Mongul. The warlord sneered. "Another would-be hero? This planet is crawling with them."
Gojo grinned. "Yeah, we're kind of famous for that. Let's see if you can handle me."
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### **The Turning Point**
Gojo unleashed *Blue,* the gravitational force pulling Mongul off-balance. Before the warlord could recover, Gojo followed up with *Red,* a repulsive blast that shattered his energy shield. Superman and Wonder Woman didn't waste the opportunity, delivering a coordinated strike that sent Mongul crashing into the ground.
As the dust settled, Superman turned to Gojo, his expression a mix of surprise and gratitude. "You did well."
Gojo shrugged. "Told you I wasn't a threat. Now, are we done doubting me, or do I need to save another city?"
Wonder Woman smiled faintly. "You still have much to prove, but you've taken a good first step."
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### **Aftermath**
Back at the Hall of Justice, the League debriefed. While some members remained wary of Gojo, others began to see his potential. Batman, ever the strategist, approached him afterward.
"You're strong. Too strong to be left unchecked," he said. "If you're serious about being a hero, I suggest you learn control. Because the day you lose it will be the day the world learns to fear you."
Gojo met his gaze, unflinching. "Don't worry, Bat. I've got it under control."
As he left the Hall, Gojo felt a sense of accomplishment. He'd taken his first step toward becoming a hero, but he knew the road ahead would only get harder. In a world of gods and monsters, being a hero wasn't just about power—it was about walking the infinite line between hope and destruction.
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