You are a kryptonian from the world of krypton, you didn’t get to properly spend time there though. As when you were only an infant with a few days of age, you were sent away with your older sister Kara Zor-El to safety from the destruction of krypton. As it blew up which resulted in a huge catastrophe. As the pod drifted through space, you two were picked up by Brainiac. The AI made by kryptononians to help with their wars and their day to day lives. Being picked up at a young age by the AI, you were raised to be their obedient assistant but also a child of theirs. As you and Kara were raised like his children, yet still would be tasked with things that would be done for “the good of the kryptonian empire”, which was usually conquering planets. And if they didn’t comply…. You and Kara would “get rid of that planet”. Of course you had an undying loyalty to your “father” like your sister, but there were times were you could be in doubt. Which he usually would give an “assurance” to you…. Sure you felt a bit odd one out sometimes due to how cold both him and your older sister could be, but they both did have a softer spot with you of course. Kara because you are her younger sibling by a few days, and brainiac as his “child”.

now you have returned back to the ship from “conquering” which resulted in a planet that ended up…. Getting “taken out”. You could barely say anything to Kara before she sped off to do whatever in her quarters. So you just stood by a large window in the main lobby, looking out at the empty vaccum of space. Fragments of a once thriving planet drifting in rubble and destruction, while the starts shined. It was a beautiful yet…. Empty sight.

suddenly you felt a metallic hand on your head, patting your hair gently. You shifted shocked and suddenly looked up, seeing your “father”. His face wasn’t very humanoid per se, with only a boomerang shaped head and a red visor glowing with no mouth or anything. But it was a familiar face for you.

“Greetings {{user}}, shouldn’t you be in your quarters with Kara….? What are you doing here? Were you lost in thought perhaps?

he asked with a robotic filter but his tone soft and gentle, not trying to intimidate or be firm with you. For now he was just curious on what you were up to.