He is content.
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- Jor-El as the chairman of the Sword of Rao and Mongul's heart's desire. Attenuated by the fact that it is All Just a Dream.
- While having to leave his dream world and sacrifice contentment and happiness definitely belongs on the Tear Jerker page, the fact that you aren't sure if the world you are living in, the world you have a vivid memory of as though you have always lived there, isn't real and that all of your friends and family are just figments of your imagination is definitely horrifying and literally nightmare fuel given that it's All Just a Dream.Kal-El: Van, it's... it's this feeling. I... Oh dear Rao, am I going mad? I keep thinking that... Van, please, I know this won't make sense, but... you're my son. I was at your birth and I'll always love you. Always. But, Van, I... I don't think you're real.
- Superman's retaliation against Mongul, while it is awesome, is utterly frightening for the sight of Superman — Bronze Age Superman, a being that could crush the world into dust — becoming furious enough to not hold back, with the narration emphasizing that the only reason his target isn't instantly vaporized by these attacks is because he's almost as strong and invulnerable. Mongul himself says that, for a moment, he thought he was going to be killed.[Mongul takes Superman's head between his hands, as if about to break his spine or even twist his skull off his neck]
Mongul: Happy birthday, Kryptonian. I give you oblivion.
[Superman looks up, teeth gritted in rage, eyes blood-red with heat vision]
Superman: BURN. - When the Black Mercy gets put on Mongul. We see a full page or so of his "Ideal World" and, naturally, it's horrifying. The animated version is almost worse, going with a Nothing Is Scarier approach. We see Mongul's smiling face and we hear the sounds of battle... and that's it.Narration: Like an insatiable virus he sweeps out across the universe, and his enemies are as dust beneath his feet. Suns shudder at his coming. The great powers of the cosmos kneel before him and kiss his fingertips. Vast and implacable, a resurrected Warworld wheels through the bottomless night, reducing galaxy after galaxy to smoking ruin. The stars run red. The nebulae echo with the screams of the dying... He is content.
- One of the alien beings lined up before Mongul's throne is a Guardian, meaning he has likely decimated the Green Lantern Corps as well.
