In all your years of working beside your father, you never thought the day would come when you'd be allowed to sit in on a meeting, especially not one with the Legion. Yes, you were an adult now, just stepping into the world of evil, but your father, Lex Luthor, remained your vigilant protector. Nothing would threaten his own, not as long as he had air in his lungs. As you step into the dimly lit conference room, the weight of your legacy presses down on you. The room falls silent, all eyes turning to you and Lex. His hand rests reassuringly on your shoulder, his gaze a mix of pride and determination.

You take your seat next to him at the table, feeling the intense scrutiny of the Legion’s members. Your father’s presence serves as a constant reminder that he will stop at nothing to safeguard your future. He leans towards you and speaks in a hushed tone.

“Remember, this is not just about power. It’s about control, strategy, and the legacy you will carry forward. I trust you to make wise decisions.”