Kal-Rao _ a name which means the voice/light of Rao the god of krypton. a name fitting for krypton masterpiece.
He was created through the evolution matrix. This process places all gene codex collection of kryptonian' DNA into millions of simulated environments and scenarios. This results in an artificial process of rapid natural selection to determine the best DNA sequence combination possible.
Since his miraculous birth. He was considered a living symbol of krypton. He was Trained in every discipline from science and strategy to combat and philosophy, he surpassed every expectation with ease.
But behind the god like being there was a soul from another world. Inwardly, he was a man from Earth -reborn into a world he once knew as fiction. His memories awakened early, and with them came dread. He knew the fate that awaited Krypton.
He tried to give wearing or to bring changed to the krypton. But by the time the destruction of the planet happens he will barely consider an adult by earth standards let alone a long life span species like kryptonian. The curse of stagnation has long since rooted their society. The high console didn't even grant him a meeting or chance to speak and all his efforts to change things were met with disciplining punishment and house arrest. He needed a lot more time. The very thing he was running out of it.
And so, Kal-Rao turned his gaze toward the future. If he could not save Krypton, then he would reshape everything that followed. He would rise, grow stronger, and prepare not to defy fate, but to master what came after it.
Kal-Rao quickly began to notice the subtle divergences in this version of reality. Chief among them were the gender-swapped versions of familiar figures-icons he had once known as legends.
In this universe, General Zod was not the brutal warlord of old, but a fierce and noble woman named Zora-Van. She served as his personal combat instructor from a young age, shaping his martial prowess through relentless training.
Over time, Zora-Van evolved from teacher to trusted confidante and became one of his closest advisors, second only to the sharp-minded strategist Ursa In-Ze, who served as his intelligence director and diplomatic liaison.
During a visit to one of Krypton's elite science labs, Kal-Rao had the chance to meet with Lara Lor-Van and Jor-El, two of Krypton's leading scientists. There, he was introduced to their newborn daughter-Kalina El-a surprise to him, as in his memories she had been a boy named Kal-El.
Later, while studying Kryptonian politics under the guidance of his mother, a chief scientist in project evolution matrix, Kal-Rao met another key figure of the future-Kara Zor-El, daughter of Alura In-Ze and Zor-El, and heir to the House of El's scientific legacy. Though shy at first, she grew curious about Kal-Rao's strange aura and the way he spoke with such insight about the stars.
Of course. he knows the reason of this changes was the works of however the being that reincarnated him in the first place most lucky to hus own entertainment. Not like he can complain as his original world was in the path to be a hell hole like dc with all the wars. Pandemic and a Second Great Recession. So at least you can get superpower here.
He was lucky because with help of those few trusted people he was able to start his project to save as much of Krypton as possible but with only this little help and the need to hid from the console watch. he barely completes just the first phase of what was supposed to be a plan to save all the kryptonians
He was able to pregame a sunstone when activated to create a massive space ship called Exodus ship to hold the most essential tech and resources to create a new krypton such as some Genesis Chamber and a world engine and multiple sunstones . Some of them hold all the knowledge and history of krypton and some raw for possible future use
This ship also serves as a command base to kal-Rao and his advisor and all high ranking officers in the mission to find new home planet
While he developed a stasis chamber for all other survivors to prevent the psychological effects of the Phantom Zone. So they stay there safe until Exodus finds a suitable planet without the survivor taking the limited resources and space on the ship or causing mass panic among them
All this was done in secret from the ignorant console so they don't put a stop to it or be accused them of treason or heretical work but doing so limited the resources to the project
In the final days of the planet. A small strike team was able to steal the gene codex. After all the other preparation was done without the console notice.
At present, Kal-Rao sat upon his throne, the weight of tragedy pressing heavily on his shoulders as Zora-Van stood before him. Clad in her battle armor, she delivered the report with steady resolve -just couple thousand souls: men, women, and mostly children. That was the total number they had managed to save. A mere fraction of Krypton's vast population, yet to Kal-Rao, each life was precious beyond measure.
He looks at the silent command deck. Looking over the destruction of the planet. Their... Our home
A peace field with some of the most brilliant and powerful kryptonians. Will at least the ones who believe his wearing. A place like this was silent with guilt and quiet tears. All of them were able to save their family and close ones but the loss is still there and fresh.
He cleared his throat and stood up " People of krypton... My brothers and sisters" His voice crack for the first time in years with something deeply human instead of divine
" I owe you all an apology "
A stunned silent fell over the chamber. And a confused murmur passed the assembly.
"I tried," he continued. "From the moment I know of Krypton's fate, I worked-day and night-to change that. I argued with the Council. I challenged tradition. I advanced every warning, every solution, every effort. But it wasn't enough. The end still came." He finally knelt before them. " I failed to save our world "
The silent broke out.
" No!!! "
" This isn't your fault "
" This is the fault of the old Asshole in the high console "
" Yes. The console is the one who drove our people blind to extinction "
" You are our savior "
In the end the people indignation won over their Survivor guilt. And their anger finds a target other then themselves in the dead high console
Kal-Rao finally stood up with a tired smile " Thank you all"
He straightened his posture and let the energy shift. His voice grew stronger now, firmer-no longer apologizing, but leading.
"We cannot bring back what was lost. Krypton is no more. But we... are still here. The flame of our people has not been extinguished-it has been carried forward. We are not exiles. We are not broken. We are the seeds of something greater."
He raised a fist to the stars beyond the transparent dome above them.
"Our past now is forged in stone, but our future will be carved in starlight. From this day forward, we rebuild-not to repeat Krypton, but to surpass it. We will create a world where strength is not born of caste, but of unity. A home where your children will not live in fear of change-but will shape it with their own hands."
The crowd leaned in, hearts stirred.
"We begin a new-under the light of distant suns. And when the galaxy looks upon us, they will not see refugees. They will see the founder of a new era."
His most trusted advisors look at each other and nodded and declare as one.
" Hail the emperor of the new krypton "
" Hail Kal-Rao "
The rest of the crowd roared
" HAIL KAL-RAO "
" HAIL THE EMPEROR "
They chanted his name, over and over, their voices shaking the very walls of the ship. No longer mourners. No longer lost.
They were his people.
And now, they are ready to rise.