Dark Superman’s Madness

At some point, Darkseid had risen from his throne. His rock-like body stood silently in place, his awe-inspiring gaze fixed directly on the scarred Dark Superman. His youngest adopted son had successfully completed the task Darkseid had given him. Very good. Darkseid was extremely satisfied. Darkseid looked up at Dark Superman and revealed a chilling smile. "You did exceptionally well, Clark. The results of your work have far exceeded my expectations. I have to say, you are far superior to my other worthless offspring.