❖— ❜ @smallblueboyscout ( planned ! )
a recognizable figure limps in front of him, body in clear pain for a reason unknown. he watches as the boy trips over every crack on the street, already destroyed by the chaos that unfolded prior to his return. he looks on, expression unreadable.
“superboy,” he finally calls out, revealing his presence to the child in pain. he walks towards the boy. snake eyes scan the boy’s injured form, analyzing the extent of the injuries obtained. his lips curling downwards into a frown at the sight -- truly pathetic in ways orochi does not find pleasure in. arms fold across his chest, fingers idly tap against his arm. with annoyance lining each word, he asks, “what had you done to get yourself into this sorry state?”