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This isn’t really a chapter so much it is a final author’s note.
This story was a failure. Mission Unaccomplished. It’s over.
I know it’s been ages since this story was updated, to be honest my depression has left this story feeling more like a burden than a joy and it’s been like this for some time now. But the big reason I’m discontinuing this story is honestly more to do with DC themselves than my depression.
It’s no secret that I genuinely loathe the Justice League Dark: Apokolips War film. Since that film’s release I have sworn off ever consuming any DC media of any kind nor financially supporting them in any way, shape or form. That one film turned me from a DC fan into a DC hater, to a point where I genuinely and sincerely hope that WB and by extension go flat out bankrupt and I never have to hear from them ever again. All I ever wanted from them was either for the DCAMU to be restored and get a happy ending, or for the Superboy from the DCAMU with an unchanged design to be returned. Well, neither happened. Not only did they refuse to return the DCAMU, but via Crisis on Infinite Earths they reinforced their bullshit mantra that the DCAMU “needed” to end the way it did and actively made it even LESS possible to ever restore the universe. That film also completely breaks the canon-potential of this fic, completely disillusioning me from my comfort that my fanfiction could at least POTENTIALLY be canon, and further pulling me away from having any investment in seeing it finished. And then My Adventures with Superman comes out revealing that they are simply replacing everyone’s memory of DCAMU Superboy with a new one and that’s it. They will never bring him back with an unchanged appearance. They will never restore his world. They will never let him get a happy ending again.
That’s just how it is, I guess.
Well, that means this fic has no purpose. I wanted to believe this fic would help inspire fan artists and fan writers to do more content with Reign of the Supermen Superboy. But instead, there was no increase at all. People only cared about Damian x Raven if they did fan works of this universe at all, and not once was there ever an exception. This fic couldn’t do a single damn thing right. Failure at each and every turn.
Then the DC-Sonic Partnership just fully broke me. Whatever willpower I had left telling me to finish this story, it’s gone now. Completely gone. That partnership happening pissed me off so much that I literally just do not want to have this story still being on my to do list anymore.Seeing DC succeed after all of the horrible things they’ve done just enrages me every time I see it, and now they are dragging in Sonic - something I still actually like - it’s just too much for me. Too much. I can’t take it anymore.
This is the end.
I will not be writing this fic anymore.
If anyone wants to adopt this fiction I am glad to do that. Just message me or comment or whatever and I will get in touch with you. I will give you what I had planned and you can do with the story as you wish after that. But my direct involvement with this is over. The dream of even the possibility of a happy ending to the DCAMU is dead.
With DC Comics, there is no hope. There is no rebellion. There is no defiance. You either take what DC canon gives you, or you suffer. That is the lesson all who deal with DC must learn, I guess. No hope, no happiness, no freedom, just accepting whatever the company decrees is canon - no deviation allowed. There is no hope. Not for Reign Kon, not for the DCAMU, not for anyone who doesn’t like canon.
If anyone who actually works for DC, works on MAWS or on the animated DC movies is reading this. Congratulations. You made my depression even fucking worse. I hope you are happy about that. I genuinely hate you.