Chapter 32: The One Who Can't See the Future
"What's wrong with me?"
David looked at the two astonished people in the room and asked Clark with confusion.
"What you saw."
Cassandra might understand; she hadn't seen his abilities.
But why was Clark looking so shocked and scared?
"You..."
Clark hesitated, his face a mask of struggle.
Should I tell my brother?
What would David's reaction be if he knew this future? He must be vigilant and ensure he doesn't become the person in the future. Or should he just let himself go and slide into darkness?
"Did you see it too, child?"
Hearing Clark's voice, the blind Cassandra turned her head towards the startled Clark, her voice filled with surprise.
"I... I shouldn't have seen it?"
Clark hesitated.
"No one has ever seen it before," Cassandra shook her head.
When she used her ability to predict others' futures, only she herself would see the visions.
"Just like Mr. Ross, who lost his car keys earlier, he needed me to speak up to know what I had predicted."
But this time was different.
"Wh-why?"
"We all know you're different from others."
"I..." Clark, whose mind had gone blank from the previous events and nearly forgotten everything else, finally panicked and remembered. His ability had been exposed, and his brother had also been discovered to be different from others.
"Don't be afraid, Clark."
Having seen Clark's face from a bystander's perspective in the vision of the future, Cassandra spoke gently and smiled.
"I just realized that I've actually seen you before."
"You've seen me before, ma'am?" Clark asked, confused.
When this old woman was blind, Clark, then an infant, had just arrived on Earth with a meteor shower.
David's expression shifted slightly, vaguely guessing where the woman meant she had seen him.
Cassandra suddenly paused, smiled mysteriously, and then said, "Child, go close the door."
The confused Clark walked towards the door.
By the wall near the door, a figure with black hair, having heard the voices inside, quickly left.
Turning back, Clark closed the door that Pete had left ajar when he went out. Clark returned to the bedside but did not sit beside his brother again.
"Why are you looking at me like that, Clark?"
Seeing Clark's complex gaze, David, confused about what exactly he had seen in the future, feigned nonchalance and chuckled lightly.
[Clark's Worry +32, Panic +30, Fear +25...]
He hadn't been particularly interested in the future before.
He didn't really need others to tell him what his destiny would be.
But after seeing Clark's reaction, he couldn't help but be curious.
"Clark's current emotions are... like an amplified version of the worry he had before about me going down a path of corruption?"
David's eyes flickered, and he keenly guessed what Clark might have seen.
But he was still puzzled. How could his future be like what Clark was worried about?
The black-haired girl appeared from the corner. Looking at the house with the tightly shut door, she frowned slightly. Just as she was about to quietly retreat, "Kara?"
Suddenly, a clear voice rang out from behind her.
"What a coincidence, I didn't expect to run into you here."
Lana passed by, pushing a cart, her expression surprised. She hadn't expected to see the friend she had just met at the party yesterday here.
"Are you here to volunteer too?"
Kara turned around, a slightly unnatural smile appearing on her face, "Y...yes."
"Some things are the same for me, even though I'm new here, like thirty hours of community service per semester."
Lana pulled Kara into conversation.
It was immediately apparent that she was a bit confused, not knowing why, but yesterday Kara had been very talkative.
The two chatted happily, and Kara asked her many questions about the town's high school, asking her to introduce the famous people in the school so she could get a general impression.
But now Kara seemed a bit absent-minded, her gaze drifting off to the side from time to time.
...
"You will be a remarkable person in the future."
Cassandra said with a smile in the room.
"In the future of others, some will encounter pain and despair, but when you appear, hope will descend, and all disasters will vanish."
Hearing Cassandra's words, surprise flashed in David's eyes.
Did this old woman really foresee the future Clark, that is, Superman, in someone else's future?
He seemed to have underestimated the old woman in this small town's nursing home. If she could see the future Superman, perhaps her understanding of the future world was not as comprehensive as his own.
But perhaps she could grasp some scattered threads of the future world.
"Me? Remarkable?"
Clark pointed to himself, utterly perplexed.
Although he knew he was exceptionally talented, he had never imagined he could live up to such a description!
"You seem to have been born for this, child. To help everyone escape from fear and darkness."
Facing Clark, who was flustered by the confusion about the future, Cassandra said meaningfully and gently.
"Having helped people foresee the future so many times, I've identified a pattern. Do you know what it is?"
"Ma'am, please tell me." Clark's expression was respectful.
Seeing that scene, she could recover from a brief surprise as if nothing in the world could faze her anymore.
"—The future can be changed!"
A mysterious smile touched her lips.
"In fact, the future has already begun to change from this moment on."
"Just like Pete."
David spoke slowly.
Once people know their future, they will inevitably prevent themselves or events from developing in a direction they dislike.
"Yes, child."
The old woman's tone remained kind towards David, even though she had seen a future where he might be an adversary to Clark.
She had seen countless future lives.
Humans are complex beings; one should not easily define a person or their future.
Perhaps an unremarkable child raised on a small town farm would become the most brilliant and beloved person on the planet in the future. Perhaps a respected prosecutor with a bright future, after just one bad day, would transform into a feared mob boss.
Perhaps mercenaries who were typically money-grubbing and cold-blooded would, without expecting any reward, strive to save the world with all their might...
"Now, it's your turn, child."
Cassandra gently opened her hand towards David.
David hesitated for a moment, then extended his hand.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
A long time passed, and nothing happened.
Just as David thought he wasn't special like the Son of Tomorrow and couldn't see his own future.
"Special Kent brother."
Cassandra, her eyes closed, opened them, filled with white cataracts, and sighed.
"Child, I cannot see your future."
This had never happened before.
"It seems I cannot offer any guidance for your life."
She shook her head.
"Your future must be grasped and created by yourself."
Two brothers, one she could see the future for, and one whose future she could not.
"You can't see it?"
David was confused upon hearing this answer.
Thanos's physique provided great resistance to mental abilities. Was foreseeing the future also a mental ability?
Was that why she couldn't see it?
Clark, who had been nervously holding his breath, was taken aback when he hoped to see if there was a turning point in his brother's future.
He gritted his teeth, his mind firm on the thought that no matter what happened, he would never let his brother go down the wrong path.
Clark opened his eyes, his voice laced with a hint of apprehension.
"Madam, could you please look at my future again?"
Cassandra, though blind, was not unperceptive. Guessing what he intended, she shook her head helplessly.
"Child, I'm not a radio that can be tuned in anytime, or switched to any channel at will, allowing you to flip through whichever part of your future you wish to see."
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