The Upper Atmosphere
The Supra-Man rose into the air, hovering silently with his strong hands at his sides and his red cape flowing behind his back. He was known throughout the world as one of few silent protectors, distinguished from the common metahuman by virtue of both his power as well as his reticence. Whereas other powered beings established themselves as entrepreneurs, political activists, or literal celebrities, Nemo had apparently eschewed human interaction almost entirely, leaving his motives and true personality in question. Endless speculation seemed to follow his every move, in contrast to the superhumans who had basically become a component of everyday life.
The truth was far less spectacular. Nemo considered himself to be just a man, endowed with no more authority than any other to pass judgment on humanity. He isolated himself by necessity, unwilling to lend his image to neither a state nor an ideology. Who was he to dictate what ought to be done, who ought to be punished? Even worse - would his interventions lead to humanity's complacency, their progress stagnating as a species as a result of his altruism? He had seen firsthand their desire for a savior, for someone to blindly follow...if he became their candidate, he would never forgive himself.
Yet as he actively resisted attachment to any one ideology, in true Socratic fashion, there were others who fought passionately for their beliefs, no matter how dangerous they may seem. One such being was the staunchly anti-establishment super-hero Reynard, whose fiery speech and telekinetic prowess had caused controversy after controversy. In either recklessness or disdain, Reynard had made his dissatisfaction with human leadership well-known, with disaster often following in his wake. He had downed satellites, threatened heads of state, and participated in city-wide riots in the name of an ostensibly noble cause.
In that way, he was Nemo's polar opposite. Lending his strength to popular movements and subverting human authority made him, perhaps, a dangerous forerunner of a state of affairs in which super-heroes controlled humanity's every move. Though Reynard had been laying low, he had been succeeded by Mega Justice, whose tyranny was truly undeniable. He'd taken over an entire city in the name of good, forcing criminals into slums and using his power to create a totalitarian state where a human city had once stood. It was unnatural, but was it the way of the future? Not if Nemo had anything to say about it.
So, perhaps action was demanded of him. It was similar in nature to Popper's Paradox of Tolerance, yet it was more a paradox of superhuman intervention. If he did not step forth to guide humanity, someone else would...yet in doing so, would he become the very threat he perceived? Popper had concluded that the tolerant must not tolerate the intolerant, lest tolerance itself disappear...might the same be said for superhuman intervention? Would it fall to Nemo to confront powered beings both benevolent and malevolent alike, to preserve human decency, human autonomy?
These were the questions he felt obliged to reconcile, to use to guide him. The ones he felt all meta-beings ought to ponder as well. So he rose, far into the air, super-senses providing him with an endless onslaught of sensory information. He sought Reynard; he sought his voice, his heartbeat, anything which might signify his existence on the planet. He had a sense that the Marxist would soon act again, and if he did, it might fall to the Universal Man to finally intervene...