Becoming Citizens of the New Krypton Empire of Their Own Accord

Three million meters above New Krypton Continent, in Earth's interstellar space, inside a cloaked disc-shaped spacecraft, in the command room. He-El sat upon the Black Throne assembled by floating assistant machines, his hands resting on the armrests. His black-hole-like gaze swept across the globe, watching the emotional unrest stirred among countless superheroes, supervillains, and those carrying concentrated amounts of cosmic operational logic due to the New Krypton Empire he had established.