.... and only you from this moment on ..... For your will .... has now bey will!"
With that, the Spellbinder looked up towards the heavens and called upon aian God of Magic to help him plete his sinister plans for Superman, "Oh Great Heka, make my fo wish e true!"
"Oh Great Heka, ..... make my fo wish e true!" Superman echoed The Spellbinder' s ses as, all of a sudden, thuarted to rumble above them.
As soon as he said the words, a lightning bolt sprang forth from the tip of Spellbinder' s magid and shocked The Man of Steel right in the middle of his forehead. You could actually hear the surge of electricity crag ihe superhero' s very skull as his whole head started shaking wildly and his blue eyes began to glow until they turned bright white. Smoke was not just ing out of both of Superman' s ears but from his flaring nostrils and his slack mouth which was hanging wide open, almost as if he was trying to scream, yet not a sound could be heard.
Then POOF!!!! By the time the smoke had cleared, aails of his superhero past had pletely disappeared from his mind as well. Within a matter of seds, Superman could no longer remember the man he once was or the life he ohe only thing he knows now is that his name is Superslave. And all he could think about was serving his new Master. Suddenly nothing else mattered. Unfortunately for our hero, this particular spell would prove to be not only perma but irreversible.
Now that the ritual lete, the wicked magi lowered his magid and theed his spellbound superhero subject, "Superman, are you still here? ... If you are, I and you to answer me right now!!!"
But Superman did not respond. In fact, he showed no signs nition, like it wasn' t even his real name, much to the sinister sorceror' s delight.
"Well, what do you know? My new magical intation actually did work! Not even Superman is powerful enough to resist falling uhis mystical spell! For it just goes to prove The God of Magic is even