Prologue

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We cut to a distant planet called Krypton, it was once a beautiful world filled with an abundance of life from plants and animals

To the Kyrptonian race, however due to a 100,000 years of environmental damage from the race the planet's biosphere has shrank to dangerously low levels

however they're are still relatively few plants and animals left however it won't be enough to save their kinds from extinction as the Kyrptonians harvested their planets core

Thus is doomed to implode on itself killing everything on it

However we cut to a woman giving birth to her baby, she pushes and screams out in agony as she delivers a child into the world

With her husband by her, she successfully delivers the baby into the world*

Baby: *crying*

*We cut to a nearby herd of Rondors roaring in the background as they graze, flying by them are Blood Morals small bird-like creatures that fly around this world*

*We cut to a nearby herd of Rondors roaring in the background as they graze, flying by them are Blood Morals small bird-like creatures that fly around this world*

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*as we cut to a meeting between the baby's father Jor-El and the Kyrptonian council*

Jor-El: Do you not understand? Krypton's core is collapsing. We may only have a matter of weeks. I warned you: harvesting the core was suicide. It has accelerated the process of implosion.

Lor-Em: Our energy reserves were exhausted. What would you have us do, El?

Jor-El: Look to the stars! Like our ancestors did... There are habitable worlds within reach. We can begin by using the old outposts

Ro-Zar: Are you seriously suggesting that we evacuate the entire planet?

Jor-El: No. Everybody here is already dead. Give me control of the Codex. I will ensure the survival of our race. There is still hope. I have held that hope in my hands

Ro-Zar: I don't know about this Jor-El-

*Suddenly a female Kryptonian comes in she looks like a 23 year old Taiwanese girl*

Jor-El: Marc-El? What are you doing here?

Marc-El: to help you out *to Ro-Zar* my scientific colleague and old friend Jor-El is right, our planet is doomed because of our species selfish actions

But give him the codex he can use it to find a new planet for our species to call home and repopulate our race there-

*suddenly lasers fire our several armored Kyrptonians come in and kill the guards lead by Jor-El and Marc-El's old friend general Zod*

General Zod: This council has been disbanded.

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