(That's right...this is a remake.) A tired soul is chosen by God to become his warrior. R18 - If you see * in the chapter title, that means lemon. Disclaimer: - If you are mentally weak, don't read this story. It's very dark, and the mc is NOT a good person. - There's no release schedule. I drop chaps when I feel like it, which can vary from 1-3 times a week.
"Fire!" The general exclaimed.
Bullets flew toward the Atlantean soldiers and bounced off their armor. Multiple lasers were sent back, cutting through the US army like paper. The gap in technology was too big. Tanks were the only factor that evened the odds.
King Orm watched with disappointment. He knew the surface dwellers were trash, but not this bad. It seemed like this would be an easy conquest. He raised his trident and pointed it forward.
"My turn." He spoke.
The Atlantean King aimed at the tanks. A beam of magical lightning shot out of the trident and slammed into the line of vehicles. They instantly exploded one after the other, blowing off the flesh of any nearby soldiers. The army wasn't going to last long.
It was time for action. The Justice League made their appearance at this moment. Shazam and Cyborg could be seen making their way over from the other side of the city. Green Lantern and Wonder Woman had already flown down to the battlefield, fighting alongside the soldiers.
Batman had just arrived via his Batplane. Flash was speeding around while knocking people unconscious. As Darkstar watched from above the city, he gently touched down on a skyscraper. Superman was floating beside him.
"You aren't going to help them?" The kryptonian asked. Sora raised an eyebrow.
"Shouldn't you be fighting? Why are you still here?" The sleepy man responded with another question.
"I think I'll stay and watch you. You're quite dangerous after all."
"...Normally it's Batman who acts suspicious all the time. Since when did you two switch roles?"
"Haha. He is definitely suspicious of you. The only difference is that I'm trying to figure out your personality. Batman has probably already tried to figure out your background, identity, blood type, and more."
"Are you telling me to be less guarded around you?"
"Do what you want. Just don't become an enemy of the people. I'll be the first to put you down when that happens."
The two eyed each other for a while. As the war raged on below, silence was the only thing between them. Tension filled the air. Crackles and pops could be heard as Superman clenched his hands. The raw power could be felt within. Eventually, Darkstar shook his head.
"...Suit yourself."
12 black knights appeared out of thin air. Each of them carried a greatsword that could pass as an elegant claymore. Black flames danced around the blade. With their cloaks billowing in the wind, they flashed into the battlefield. A slaughter had immediately begun.
Superman raised his eyebrows upon seeing these knights once again. With crossed arms, he analyzed their capabilities. A frown soon covered his features.
"You have a lot of abilities." The kryptonian couldn't help but mutter.
"Enough with the dick measuring contest. You're not my concern. I don't know if you've noticed, but we're in the middle of a war." Darkstar commented slowly.
"Hmph."
The kryptonian only snorted in response. His figure slowly floated higher up into the sky. While looking down on the battlefield, his eyes glowed red.
ZZZTTTTT
Two beams of intense heat shot down from the sky. They razed the enemy soldiers below. Futuristic tanks, Atlanteans, drones, and any other enemy type was liquidated in a straight line.
The young Lockhart widened his eyes in amusement. Superman's actions surprised Sora. This hero wasn't knocking people unconscious or incapacitating them. He was killing them like ants. It was interesting to see.
This was definitely NOT the Superman he knew from his preset memories. It didn't seem like the League minded either way, since his targets were the enemies of mankind. The sleepy man just assumed that Clark was probably more 'gentle' with common villains and such.
The Atlantean army was losing. With the addition of the Justice League, the momentum quickly changed tides. It was now only a matter of time before this was over. The only problem was Orm.
Aquaman and Mera were currently in an intense battle with the king. It was a losing battle, which caused the other heroes to join in. Even then…they were still losing.
'This is pretty sad. How embarrassing.' Sora thought.
It made zero sense how Flash was losing. Hopefully it was because he was trying not to kill him. Maybe because of canonical fate? Who knows.
The battle continued. Wonder Woman snatched the trident out of Orm's hands, but suddenly fell to her knees. Magic lightning coursed through her veins. She couldn't help but scream in pain. The king laughed.
"You are not worthy to wield the Trident of Atlan. I'll be taking it back." Raising his hand, it flew out of her grasp and returned to him.
Superman didn't like seeing Wonder Woman get injured. He immediately flew down from the sky, blasting off like a rocket. It was the wrong move. Orm had always kept his guard up just in case. A beam of lightning shot toward the kryptonian.
The boyscout ignored the lightning, expecting to fly right through it. He was wrong. As soon as it engulfed Clark's body, he roared in pain. His body fell from the sky like a rock. Magic. Only that and kryptonite could take him out that fast.
Orm walked over to the twitching Superman. His trident stabbed into the man's chest. It went in without any resistance.
"Urgh!" Clark grunted in pain.
"These are the champions of the land? How disappointing. Ridiculous even." Raising the trident, he threw the kryptonian into a building.
King Orm couldn't help but smile in satisfaction. He reveled in his victory over the Justice League. It had been so easy. If it was like this, Atlanteans should've invaded centuries ago. As he grew more and more conceited, a new figure entered the battlefield.
It was a black knight. A single one, walking in with unfaltering steps. Its black cape billowed in the wind. A universe could be seen inside the cape. It was almost as if the cape was alive.
"Oh? Another contender. Here to take a beating?"
There was no response. Only the sound of armored steps. Before Orm could even prepare to fight, the knight was already in front of him. It was like teleportation. A fist was already headed toward the Atlantean's gut. Orm's eyes widened in slow motion. He couldn't even raise his arms to defend in time.
BOOM
His body was blown away, crashing through the battlefield. After smashing through a tank, the king's body flipped like a yardstick. He would continue to crash through debris, soldiers, tanks, drones, and buildings before sliding across the ground and finally stopping.
Once his body was still, he looked to the sky in shock. His helmet had fallen off sometime during his travel. He couldn't feel his limbs.
"Pffftt…What…What the fuck?" He croaked while vomiting blood.
His limbs were bent in the wrong direction. Ribs were shattered. Organs were punctured. He could barely breathe. Fear could be seen in his eyes. Was this a secret weapon of the surface dwellers? Was this what killed Karathen?
Suddenly, more knights appeared around his fallen body. There were two. Then four. Then eight. Then twelve. The fear soon turned into shock and despair. Orm couldn't help but give a weak chuckle.
"There's more than one! Hahahaha-"
BOOM BOOM BOOM
His voice was cut off due to the multiple armored feet stomping onto his face and body. Another fitting end to an arrogant enemy. Darkstar believed this was the best way to humble people like them. It was also fun to watch.
Still, before he could fully die, a tiny orb shot out of his body and exploded in the clouds. It was like fireworks, and it lit up the area. Orm was a corpse by this point.
That explosion was like an SOS signal. The ground rumbled as someone…something made its approach. A massive figure was rising out of the ocean. Sora, who was in the middle of picking up the injured Wonder Woman in a princess carry, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. It was time to try something new.