When Two Characters Collide: Clash of Titans

CLASH OF TITANS

By Esteban Eordogh

When Worlds Collide, Only the Heart Decides Who Prevails

SYNOPSIS

Metropolis wakes to an uneasy sky. Through the smoke and city noise, two legends meet: Superman, last son of Krypton, and Thor, God of Thunder. This isn't just a clash of strength—it's ideals crashing, worlds that should never have collideid... yet something's pushed them to the brink. Between lightning and steel fists, one question hangs in the air: Can two titans stop fighting before they destroy everything they swore to protect?

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PAGE 1

Panel 1:

Metropolis at dawn. Sunlight glints off the Daily Planet globe—then a cloudless thunderclap shatters the calm. A newspaper vendor drops his coffee. "That ain't natural!" he mutters.

Panel 2:

A hammer-strike of lightning hits the plaza. Glass explodes. Cars skid. Through the smoke rises Thor, Mjolnir crackling, his electric eyes searching... for something. A kid freezes, staring up at him.

Panel 3:

Superman bursts onto the scene. He’s not flying calm—he’s tense. His cape whips violently. That’s not his usual confidence in his eyes—it’s alarm. Something about Thor makes his fists clench.

Panel 4:

Close-up on Superman. Sweat beads on his brow. “Thor?! What the hell’s going on?” (Swearing? Not like him. But today’s different.)

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PAGE 2

Panel 1:

Thor raises Mjolnir—but not with his usual swagger. Pain twists his face. The lightning isn’t gold anymore—it’s crimson. Something’s wrong. "I have no choice, Kryptonian!"

Panel 2:

The bolt strikes. Superman doesn’t dodge—he takes the hit, roaring as it slams him through a building. Bricks rain onto the street.

Panel 3:

Their eyes lock. Superman sees it—fear in Thor’s gaze. Why’s he fighting like his life depends on it?

Panel 4:

Thor’s voice cracks: "You don’t understand! The Nine Realms are at stake!"

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PAGE 3

Panel 1:

Superman staggers up, blood on his lip. “I don’t want this fight, Thor. But if you hurt innocents... you leave me no choice.”

Panel 2:

Thor stares at Mjolnir like it weighs a thousand tons."I’m sorry, brother."

Panel 3:

Superman charges—not flying, but running, desperate."Tell me why you’re doing this!"

Panel 4:

The impact. Not heroic— ugly. Their fists meet, and the shockwave blows roofs off buildings. Screams. Chaos.

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PAGE 4

Panel 1:

Trading blows. Every hit from Mjolnir makes Superman grunt in pain. Thor’s not smiling—he’s hurting.

Panel 2:

Superman kneels, spitting blood. “Who did this to you, Thor? Who’s making you fight?”

Panel 3:

Thor lifts his hammer... but his arm shakes. "You wouldn’t... my people..."

Panel 4:

Dust settles. Superman sees tears in the thunder god’s eyes. “Oh god... I get it now,” he whispers.

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PAGE 5

Panel 1:

Superman stands—not to fight, but to reach out. “Let me help you.”

Panel 2:

Thor stumbles back. “You can’t. This burden is mine.”

Panel 3:

Superman’s voice breaks: "I thought that too... when Krypton died. But we’re not alone.

Panel 4:

Mjolnir hits the pavement— thud—like a heartbeat. "Forgive me, friend."

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PAGE 6

Panel 1:

They sit in the rubble. Thor talks about Loki, curses, being used. Superman just listens.

Panel 2:

Thor looks up, grateful."A mortal—no, a man —teaching me humility."

Panel 3:

Superman wipes sweat, smirking. “Guess even gods need pals, huh?”

Panel 4:

Metropolis at dusk. People cheer—not for the battle, but because two heroes chose to understand.

Final caption:

"And in that moment, true power wasn’t in their fists... but in hearts brave enough to open."

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CLOSING THOUGHTS (Classic narrator style):

“Sometimes our worst enemy isn’t the one we’re fighting—it’s the pride that keeps us from asking for help. Superman and Thor remind us: even the mightiest fall... but what makes them legends is getting back up—together.”

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Key Details That Make It Human:

- Thor’s not invincible: He hurts. His powers are tainted.

- Superman bleeds: He gets tired. Chooses empathy over strength.

- The city’s a mess: Real damage. Real people reacting.

- Raw dialogue: Sentences cut off. Emotions choke words. Silences louder than punches.

Text is HUMAN No AI here—just guts, heart, and ink-stained fingers. (Figures are Microsoft DESIGN Copilot 365)

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🎨 Art Notes: Shadows should look smudged, like charcoal. Make the blood dull red, not comic-book bright.

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Thoughts? Drop a comment or hit me up @EstebanEordogh. Let’s argue about who’d win in a fair fight! 😉