Now hear this Earth! I am Mutant Man, Homo
Superior! I have been created by radiation forces out of the loins
of you, the human race, after your great terrible Atom War. Yes, I
am a step up and beyond you, and I am now your master for better or
worse. You created me in your blind, savage, senseless war of atomic
radiation. You have only yourselves to blame if I turn out to be
your — Frankenstein Monster!
 Then there's
always the old standby of atomic mutation after a nuclear holocaust
resulting in superdomed bald chappies with hyper intelligence and the
usual package of Man of Tomorrow talents.
Trouble is, this sort of
superman production tends to be a bit of a toss up. Either you
end up with benevolent creatures who are unable to reproduce and spend
their brief turn upon the stage of history in pulling mankind into a
new golden age, or they're malevolent masterminds bent on conquering
and supplanting the race of strategically shaved apes that gave birth
to them.
I'm not holding my breath about
the former. |
