Worthy of Being My Son

"Darkseid, you lost!!!" Orion crossed the battlefield, punching through Apocalypse's army of hundreds of billions with absolute force as he charged in. The Parademons and Doomsdays that had died by his hand were beyond counting. He roared, and though he tried to maintain a calm expression, he could not conceal his exhilaration and joy. From a boy who had suffered endless discrimination to a god about to slay Darkseid's true body, only heaven knew how much he had paid.