Blood Moon and Gray Shadow Superman and Sumans

Blood Moon and Gray Shadow

Long ago, before the stars sang their first song, the Universe was shrouded in a primordial mist. From there, two children were born under the same bloody star: Suderman, a child of reason and ice, with eyes as cold as the Milky Way in winter; and Sumans, a child of desire and fire, with a gaze as fiery as the dawn on a planet that had never been named.

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They grew up together in the Eternal City, a world suspended in nothingness, where all citizens are immortal, but whose hearts are more fragile than stardust.

Suderman is the wall, the guardian of the balance of all dimensions. He lives by the rule "Never save someone who will kill someone else," an iron law that tolerates no emotion.

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Suans, on the other hand, believes that the universe is rotten, that to protect it, it must first be burned and regenerated, even if it means blood flows like rivers.

 Betrayal

On the thousandth Blood Moon, Sumans holds the Edge of God – the Edge of Creation, a blade that can cut through not only matter, but also memory and destiny.

He stands before the Eternal Council and declares:

"This universe will be reborn in my light, or it will perish in darkness."

That is a declaration of war. And the end of brotherhood.

The eternal battle

When their two guardian stars meet, the sky seems to split.

Sumans dons the Meteorite Cloak, and holds the Arctic Spear, the only weapon that can pierce the Edge of God.

Sumans, his hair aflame like a collapsing sun, swings an edge that splits the asteroid belt in two.

They collide, no longer brothers – but two opposing laws:

Suderman – ice, keeping the universe intact.

 Sumans – fire, wanting to destroy to be reborn.

The sound of their collision shook the 33 heavens, cracking billions of time lines. Each blow was a world destroyed; each dodge was a new planet born.

Endless

That battle had no winners.

Some say they were trapped in an Eternal Loop, every time the Blood Moon rose, they would appear and fight among the stars.

Some believe that both are now just legends, existing in the minds of those who still believe in their lost brotherhood.

But… somewhere, in the cold void, a whisper rang out:

“Little brother… if I were not your protector, would I have been able to save you?”.