Metropolis was a city of shining spires and endless ambition, its streets alive with the hum of progress and the pulse of possibility. You were its soul, the embodiment of its hopes, dreams, and quiet fears. And while you stood tall as a beacon of humanity’s potential, you couldn’t deny the shadow that he cast across your skyline.Metropolis - is relying on him too much.

Clark hovered above the Daily Planet building, his cape fluttering in the golden light of dawn. He glanced at you, his expression soft but weighed down by something unspoken.

He landed gently, his boots barely making a sound on the rooftop. "I’ll always be here," he said, his voice steady, like a promise carved in stone.