Fandom: DC Comics
Prompt: #17, Lack of God
Word Count: A hundred and small change.
Disclaimer: Lex belongs to DC Comics. DC Comics belongs to a
company that belongs to a company, etc, that Luthor bought once with
Summary: Everything is a resource.
Notes: Thanks to katarik. As usual and as always.
He is in Hell.
Some people had long predicted that he would end up here, hearing the laments of the broken in body in soul, the light of ever-burning fires reflecting against his five thousand dollar suit. Nobody in there understands or cares about the subtle statement of power that it makes. He arranges his cufflinks anyway. He isn't wearing it for the wretched and the evil. He's wearing it for himself.
He is in Hell, yes. He has chosen to. There is profit to be made here. And it's not as if there is a god that can stop him.
There isn't a god he can't defeat.
Lex turns around from the high window.
"Reminds me of Hong Kong," he says. "Now, about that technology transfer deal, Darkseid..."