Kim
What about Connor? Are you two together? He seems like a good guy, though I'll admit I think I've only talked to him once or twice.
Not exactly. Y'know how Superman was rocketed to Earth etc. etc.? Well, imagine that the planet wasn't exploding, and Kryptonians actually ate worlds, and they always sent one guy to basically merge with every living cell on the planet to, for lack of a better term, spice it up. Now imagine that this isn't hypothetical in my world because it isn't, I met that guy, and he was about to merge with every living cell on the planet. I couldn't beat him in a straight up fight because it wouldn't stop him, so I merged with him and then triggered the discorporation. Instead of every living cell on Earth getting a little dose of alien, it got a little dose of me, and the big celestial psuedo-gods couldn't eat the world. So I was dead, basically.
That part was my fault. I should've been paying more attention. If I hadn't had a few drinks I probably would've sensed the photographers. So I'm really the one who should be apologizing.
You did. Or, we did. It was sort of a mutual thing, if I'm remembering it right.