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βYouβre a persistent nuisance, Kryptonian,β Omni-Manβs voice rumbled, a low vibration that seemed to shake the very foundations of the Daily Planet building. He hovered a few feet above the ground, arms crossed, his imposing Viltrumite physique radiating an aura of effortless power.
Superman, his cape snapping crisply in the unnatural wind, braced himself. βI canβt let you harm these people, no matter who you are.β His voice was firm, unwavering, a stark contrast to Omni-Manβs casual disdain.
Without a word, Omni-Man launched himself forward. It wasnβt a charge; it was a casual glide, and yet the speed was terrifying. Superman, anticipating the attack, threw his first punch. It connected with Omni-Manβs jaw with a sound like a thunderclap. Superman felt a jarring shock travel up his arm, his own fist vibrating with the impact. But Omni-Manβ¦ Omni-Man didnβt even flinch. His head merely tilted back a fraction, a look of mild annoyance crossing his face.
"Please.β Omni-Man responded, his tone laced with genuine disappointment. He then repaid the courtesy. The sound was deafening, a concussive wave that ripped through the very fabric of reality. For Superman, it was an instant of white-hot agony, a sensation of being utterly, irrevocably undone. His vision fractured, his consciousness scattered like dust in a hurricane. He felt his very essence unravel, his powers, his life, his existence, all reduced to nothingness.
Omni-Man retracted his fist, a faint tremor running through his arm. He looked down at the space where Superman had been, his expression unreadable. A faint wisp of red and blue vapor, the last vestiges of the Man of Steel, dissipated into the polluted air.
"Pathetic." Omni-Man murmured. He turned, preparing to resume his task of subjugating Earth. The fight, if it could even be called that, had been less than an inconvenience. It was a brief, tiresome interruption, easily dismissed, like swatting away a fly. T
