Today's front-page headline from the Planet Daily:
The truth is out!
A certain Soviet leader, K, spent a fortune just to win over an enemy nation's agent. A certain L pulled the strings and made Lex a billion in profit!
"Bruce!" Aisha roared. Several burly men chased after her, making it hard to see how she could possibly be connected to a light, nimble Robin. "Stop collecting Robins, damn it! Fine, the Russian commies, whatever, but you won't even leave a bear alone?"
The man who'd sent out four little birds pretended not to hear a thing.
"And Clark! Lex Luthor won't let you get away with this!"
It's just a fun little comedy, that's all~~
What if that spaceship hadn't landed in Kansas, USA, but on a collective farm in Ukraine, on this red land illuminated by the Soviet Union?
On Moscow's Red Square, the wind cut like a knife. A massive parade waved brilliant red Soviet flags and cheered Comrade Stalin on the Kremlin viewing stand. Beside him stood a young man with a hammer and sickle on his chest, his red cape almost blending with the flags behind him.
After this world's Batman died, the Batman who had already put an end to the turmoil of the Injustice League was summoned here.
Faced with an international scene rife with undercurrents, and this beautiful country that seemed like a utopia, he made his own choice.
"I salute you, Agent Wayne."
On a farm on the outskirts of Moscow, a girl found an indelible stain on her file because both her parents had once supported Batman.
With nowhere else to turn, she asked the man from across the ocean for help.
"...From now on, you will no longer go by that name. You will have only one name: Luthor."
"Yes... For you, I will give you all of my loyalty."
Theme: Welcome the dawn that pierces the long night.
