46 My Type of Heroism

"What the fuck is he doing." Divine asked as I T-Posed on the roof after a sexual tour de force of the Kryptonian sisters.

"...." I explained as I checked over my math with the multiplicative effect of an additional Kara fueling my inspiration.

"He says that he when he does that heis doing math that apparently makes the rules for a perfect universe." Kara shrugged as the pair watched me.

"Why?" Divine questioned succinctly.

"That's his thing apparently. Creating some kind of perfect system that both maintains free will and results in an eternally sustainable utopia." Kara answered, "He says he's been working on it for thousands of years."

"And he isn't done?" Divine snickered.

"...." I let my annoyance be known.

"Apparently he wrapped everything up right before we ran into you." Kara relied.

"Finally." I grumbled, "The math checks out even with the inclusion of another Kara."

"I'm not just another Kara." Divine growled.

"But you're her in every way that counts." I smirked.

"Did you tell him about that?" Divine looked at the original with the whole hard eyes under the eyebrows expression.

Really well done too.

"No, just assume he knows everything and you won't be surprised all the time." Kara made a take it or leave it gesture.

"I didn't just spend my time reviewing perfect order." I grinned as I turned to the two women, "I was also thinking about my role as a superhero. My type of heroism. You got Batman running around trying to scare people, Sups working the golden boy angle, and me… I'll be the dick in the night, watching, waiting, and when you run off to commit crimes I'll swoop in and steal your girl!" I shouted the last part with my arms raised aloft and my hands gripping the imaginary fabric of the idea tightly, "You think the Joker is going to go out and commit crimes if he thinks I'll be there to put babies in Harley Quinn, or that Lex Luthor will feel safe doing his latest scheme while I'm up in Mercy's guts? No way. They will all live in terror of the shadow of my cock!"

"What the fuck?" Divine spat as she looked at me with wide eyes like I'm some kind of mad man.

It's the world that's mad, not me.

"Ditto." Kara shook her head, "What the fuck, Mark? We just agreed that you'd give being a superhero an honest go and already you're… plotting rapes or something."

"Rapes?" I repeated back to her, "Rapes? No way. I'm talking seduction! Silky smooth seduction!"

"Bullshit." Kara denied, "You're just going to what, show up with a hard dick and a smile and all the super villainesses are just going to bend over?"

"It worked today!" I argued while indicating to Divine, "I've got proof!"

"I just wanted a crack at you to see if Power Girl here has any taste in men." Divine deflected my point but I held firm.

"And that fascination will work on other women too." I insisted, "Once Divine starts chatting up with her super villain friends, it'll worm in. Just wait. Then I'll show up and they'll be waiting."

"Mark…" Kara sighed, "We have a lot of stupid conversations, but this is the stupidest one I can remember. Just… shut up. You're not going to be the dick in the night. You're not going to fight crime with your cock."

"You say that, but Divine hasn't even filled out the post Justice Fuck survey." I told the woman who mouthed 'justice fuck' at the same time as her clone, "Yes, Justice Fuck, and the survey is a series of one through ten rating questions about how villainous they were before the encounter and how villainous they feel after. I bet you a productive star system that my numbers are way better than Batman's on the Elite end. With the revolving door on his rogues, there's no way my Justice Fucking loses."

"Is this really what it's like on the other side?" Divine asked her progenitor.

"Absolutely not." Kara denied flatly, "Whacky conspiracies like this aren't a part of the Justice League at all."

"That you know of." I commented, "Or just not yet. Give it time. As things ramp up, people are going to be left to choose between turning left where nothing is right, or turning right where nothing is left. It's inevitable."

"Well… that is just a cheery way of looking at things." Divine scoffed.

"Trust me, if my cock isn't enough to convince you to drop the whole super villainess thing, the fact that someday one of your jackass cohorts is going to actually win and take out the Justice League should." I informed the cloned Kryptonian.

"That sounds like the exact opposite of a reason to give up being a villain." Divine looked at me in confusion.

"Once the Justice League is gone all you villains will be left with just me and my offspring. And then I'll just snap you all out of existence." I grinned at the woman and snapped my fingers, "Everyone I don't approve of gone. From the whole universe."

"I thought you didn't have those kinds of powers outside of a very specific universe." Kara frowned and crossed her arms under those heavy cannons she carries around on her chest.

"The Machine tracked down Omnipotus in my home multiverse. Devoured him, and now I have the power to destroy and create universes at will." I told her, "He had severe energy consumption limitations and an ego that would get him into fights despite him lacking the energy to guarantee victory. Now his powers are mine and I have access to many sources of infinite energy. Infinite energy to fuel infinite power. The game is rigged, the only question is when I start actually playing."

"Fucking hell." Divine spat, "Fine I quit."

"Smart choice." I smiled at the pair, "And obviously had nothing to do with the hopelessness of fighting me and had everything to do with my cock. JUSTICE FUCK!"

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Jon loved coming to his father's home, and as the four boys sat on the couch with their step-mom Dupli-Kate watching Inter-Multiverse TV he knew that Mar-L, that wordy son of a bitch, was feeling that love too.

Curating TV content was one of the biggest industries in the Actually Invincible Earth, and doubled as the most effective propaganda system ever. After all, these people had to sift through the broadcasts of the infinite universes and no matter how much anyone searched no one ever in the three years since his dad created the service had ever found a single universe that was observably better than the Actually Invincible Universe.

Actually Invincible Earth had the coolest buildings, the best parks, the most delicious food, the nicest people, and the best entertainment anywhere. But more than anything else, the Actually Invincible Verse had Dupli-Kate. Jon's own mom didn't give a fuck about him, just handed him off to his dad as a baby and never wanted to see him again. But Dupli-Kate would spend her Saturday hanging out with four of her husband's kids and didn't even care about any warning of them showing up. And she listened when Jon had something he needed to say. And she gave really good advice.

Honestly, Jon didn't know why anyone that could be spending time with Dupli-Kate would ever spend time with his bitch of a mother, but that was his dad's personal business. Jon was just happy that the powerful contraceptive of Hippolyta's personality didn't stop him from being born. That would suck.

The boys were quiet for a bit as the credits rolled on the Invincible show. Obviously they understood that this was an animated adaptation of a different version of their father, but it still hit different than most anything else.

"That really came full circle." Adar chucked, "It started with Grandpa training Dad, then ended with Grandpa 'training' Dad."

"Nothing makes me happier with my life choices than watching this show." Kate stated after sipping some wine.

"Yeah, it was really weird seeing a version of Dad who isn't cool and loses all the time." Ademar nodded.

"Trust me, I've read the comics too. It only gets worse." Kate sighed as she took up the remote again, "You kids want to watch Batman: The Animated Series?"

"Hell, yeah!" Adar shouted.

"Pass. Batman is way too emo for my taste." Mar-L shook his head, "Plus, what if it poisons our opinion of people? Invincible was just a bunch of worse versions of people here, we can be grateful because of it, but what if Batman: The Animated Series is way better than the people we have in real life?"

"Dude, let's roll the dice and find out." Ademar supported his older brother.

"What about you, Jon?" Mar-L asked, a rarity among the brothers.

"Absolutely." Jon agreed with Dupli-Kate's suggestion.

She'd never steered him wrong before.

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Don't expect more chapters for a while. My wife is at forty weeks, and I can't be staying up late at night working on these. It's too much with how much I need to do during the day between work and taking care of my family.

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