When an ordinary man awakens in the DC and Marvel multiverse, he isn’t just reincarnated he is chosen to wield the power of absolute supremacy. Blessed with a Superbrain, limitless abilities, and an instinct for battle, he quickly rises beyond Kryptonians, Gods, and Cosmic Entities.

With no weaknesses, no limits, and a system of evolution, he constructs an empire beyond the reach of fate. But true power isn’t just about dominance it's about shaping destiny itself.

From Themyscira to Asgard, from the Speed Force to the Celestial Realms, he rewrites the rules of existence. With each battle, he forges a harem of goddesses, gifting them legendary weapons, divine powers, and unparalleled might.

Yet, beyond the Omniversal War lies something even greater the Absolute Realm, where even the concept of reality itself is in danger. When the Architects of Nothingness threaten to erase everything, he must surpass omnipotence to become the first being to transcend all.

From mortal to supreme ruler, from warrior to creator his legend never ends.

Fate is dead. Destiny is rewritten. He is the Supreme Transcendent.

I had stretched the Justice League to their breaking point, making them confront vulnerabilities they never even thought about. Some of them welcomed it. Others endured it.


The Watchtower observation deck was silent, the endlessness of space stretching out endlessly beyond the blast resistant glass. I was there, lost in thought, when I heard the footsteps approaching.


I didn't turn to face him. "You typically don't come in quiet unless you want to be heard."


Then, in that low, unreadable voice of his: "Someone doesn't trust you.


"If I knew for sure, I wouldn't be here." 


That was the problem with Batman. He rarely spoke in absolutes. 


He didn't confirm or deny. Instead, he stepped closer, just enough to lower his voice.


"You changed too much, too fast," he said. "You came out of nowhere, stronger than Superman, smarter than me, with abilities we don't fully understand. And now, you're training us?" 


"That doesn't mean everyone will accept it." 


I already knew that. But hearing it from him? 


Batman's eyes narrowed. "No. But actions speak louder than words." 


The first real clue came during a sparring session. 


Not at full speed just a controlled fight. A test of reaction time, adaptability. Normally, he was smooth, precise, an artist in motion. 


A fraction slower. His attacks weren't just testing my reflexes; they were measuring me. 


I dodged another strike, then stepped in fast grabbing his wrist. 


I tightened my grip just slightly. "Don't lie to me." 


His jaw clenched. Then, barely above a whisper: 


"Not everyone thinks we should trust you."


His eyes flickered with uncertainty. Then he sighed. 


I had expected Green Lantern. Maybe even Aquaman. But J'onn? 


Flash shifted uncomfortably. "He won't say it outright, but… he's been watching you. More than usual. And he never uses telepathy around you anymore." 


That last part hit me harder than it should have. 


Martian Manhunter could read anyone's mind in an instant. The fact that he chose not to meant one thing: 


Later that night, I found him in the Watchtower's meditation chamber. 


"You already know why I'm here," I said. 


J'onn's deep, calm voice filled the room. "Yes." 


So I stepped forward. "You don't trust me." 


This time, he did turn. His red eyes met mine, unreadable. "Because I cannot read you." 


I exhaled. "You're worried I'm hiding something." 


Chapter 14 - Chapter 14: First Signs of Betrayal