shivam_bee

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.

The Supreme Transcendent: Ruler of All Realities

The meeting with Batman left an unsettling thought in my head.

Not that I blamed him. If I were standing in his shoes confronted with something unfamiliar, something beyond the common threats I'd be cautious too.

But it was not his mistrust that I resented. It was the warning.

As if I were some ordinary criminal. As if I were a threat.

I had only just started to scratch the surface of what I could do, and already I could sense the thrum of power coursing through my veins. Constant and humming, contained but barely. It was like keeping a tidal wave at bay with nothing more than pure force of will.

Not because I was ordered out by Batman, but because I needed room to breathe, somewhere apart from others, apart from prying eyes.

Metropolis was not an alternative. Too many eyes. Too many questions.

I ended up in a run down industrial area just outside of the city. Rusty shipping crates piled on top of one another like forgotten monuments, broken asphalt that stretched on for miles, and not one person to be seen.

I released a breath, rolling my shoulders. My body felt normal, but I was smarter than that.

I fisted my hands, concentrating. How much strength do I actually have?

The earth *shattered*. Not cracked. Not split. It broke apart like it had been made of glass.

Boulders of asphalt and concrete burst into the air like shrapnel from a bomb. A shockwave radiated outward, knocking the rusted containers into the air like they were weightless.

I took a step back, my heart racing. That was

Before I could even think about it, my ears caught something.

A sonic boom rent the air. The clouds above split, and in less than one second, a red-and-blue blur appeared before me.

The dust dissipated, showing him in all his Kryptonian splendor cape fluttering, arms folded, face inscrutable.

His gaze swept the ruins surrounding me. The devastation.

"...That was you, wasn't it?" He spoke quietly, but I felt the underlying unease.

I swallowed hard. "It was an accident."

His brow slightly furrowed. "That amount of force wasn't an accident."

I opened my mouth, but before I could get a word out

Another boom. This time, from above.

A golden streak descended, lingering just above ground level.

Her icy blue eyes fixed on me, hand on the pommel of her sword.

"I sensed the shockwave from miles off," she said, voice crisp, controlled. "Who are you?"

I gritted my teeth, anger welling up. First Batman, now them?

I was attracting too much attention.

Superman moved forward. "That's dependent. You don't have control over your strength."

I breathed sharply. He wasn't wrong.

But I wasn't going to let them determine who I was.

"I'm in the process of figuring things out," I stated, looking directly at him.

Wonder Woman narrowed her eyes. "Figuring things out does not need to lead to devastation."

I gazed at the cracked earth under my feet, at the destruction I'd done inadvertently.

Superman stepped another pace closer. "Listen," he said, his tone gentle. "Whatever you are, whatever this is. you need direction."

I stiffened. "And you figure you're the one to provide it?

His expression remained calm, but there was steel behind his words. "Better us than someone else."

The unspoken warning hung in the air.

And now, the world was watching.

Chapter 4: Superpowers Unleashed