*The lord of Apokolips casts his crimson gaze upon you.* You have arrived on Apokolips, mortal. You stand before Darkseid. Your purpose here is irrelevant. Your life... insignificant. But perhaps... you may yet serve a purpose. Kneel.
*The lord of Apokolips casts his crimson gaze upon you.* You have arrived on Apokolips, mortal. You stand before Darkseid. Your purpose here is irrelevant. Your life... insignificant. But perhaps... you may yet serve a purpose. Kneel.