Why doesn't he?

As he felt this thought enter his mind, he saw the flattened spot on his crotch that replaced his somewhat respectable member from before, as he looked like a Ken doll.

And after a moment's thought, an absurdly large phallus sprouted from his form. A grin was on his face, as he shifted the phallic form through hundreds of different shapes and sizes, before settling on a fifteen inch long Equine shaft.

As he look around once again, the previous indifference fading back into view, as he was bombarded by the thoughts, feelings, and entire life events of every person present, as a truly torrential amount of useless knowledge poured in, but more useful, was the knowledge of atomic physics and many other practical adjoining fields, as his mind was expanded beyond any comprehension he’d ever had.

As his mind experienced the absurdly significant, nearly biblical enhancement, and as his intelligence was undergoing such a truly senseless expansion, his gaze had widened, reaching on and on, for many miles.

And as his field of vision increased, the sense of knowing came to…

He was besieged by the common overbearing thoughts, emotions, memories… Everything…

…

After over nine hours of acclimating to the newest grotesque evolution he’d undergone, a new being opened his eyes.

As time remained frozen, Donovon was blank…

And as he released his mighty, inexperienced grasp on the flow of time was released, and he ascended towards the sky, to the shocked, and newly aroused, gazes of the scientists.

As Donovon was floating above the compound, he listlessly looked at his hands, as he stretched his right out, and pointed towards an uninhabited segment of the Arizona desert, and after a moment of nothing…

A burst of absurdly potent explosive energy apparated into the air, igniting immediately after, leaving the blast radius in a state of destruction, second to only a nuclear detonation, and without the deadly radiation.

Instead, it was replaced by a brightly shining blue light, a similarly shaded beam of light shot into the sky further, reaching space and beyond in quick succession, and after surging through the vast emptiness of space, it awoke some odd creatures, long forgotten by the modern world.

And, as this was outside of even his newly burgeoning gaze, he was unaware, but soon… He would be made aware, as would the rest of humanity.

What Donovon could see, and what he could comprehend were vastly altered. His current reach was ever expanding…

And what did he see now?

Well, the somehow infinitely wise Donovon still had his youthful deviance, and an unsurprisingly IMMENSE helping of lewd thoughts, he saw many different women, and the vast majority of them were quite beautiful.

And with his unending array of abilities he now possessed, their clothes faded from view, as he was welcomed to each and every one of their supple forms, through some form of X-Ray vision, but from afar, without an actual visual, from what now reached over ten thousand miles away, at the current maximum, which was still ever expanding.

As he was pondering on the forms of the beautiful woman, he was finding difficulty in building up his lust with just their bodies, so Donovon chose to teleport over four hundred miles from the barren desert, appearing in Los Angeles, uncaring for his blue form, utterly naked, and with his sizable member on full display.

While Donovon was emotionlessly strutting through the populous streets, he attracted many gazes, many ignorant people shouting about him being a hero or a villain, and this perplexed him.

What would he be? In the state of being he was in, he could comprehend MANY eternal realms of understanding. So, what should his immense being be? What stance shall his mighty indifference take?

As Donovon was pondering this question, he heard the sound of a jet engine blasting towards him, but the vehicle he saw was something his teenage wonder knew immediately, The Archimedes, of the Nite Owl.

As Donovon was looking at the aircraft approaching, trying to menace him, a grin appeared on his face, as his form started growing vastly in an instant.

As his body was immediately a hundred feet tall, he spoke in a bassy, near earthquake inducing voice, “Hello, Mr. Daniel Dreiberg… Let us speak…”

And with that, the spectacular Nite Owl was instantly shifted from his vehicle, which went to rest gently in the air, as Daniel Dreiberg was face to face with the most powerful entities in his entire world. “Ok, what do you have to say, uhh, sir?”

“I’m not sure… I’m pondering the plausibilities of my own committing atrocities, as what I’ve become, I possess no…” As his booming voice was resounding throughout the area, a grim expression was on Nite Owl’s face. But what Donovon said next calmed him down, just a bit, “But that sounds, truly unpleasant… I seem to only possess a few of the baser instincts… And that perturbs me ever so…”

“Umm… what does that mean?” The usually well put together Daniel Dreiberg was utterly confused, while simultaneously in awe at the sheer might of the being in front of him.

“I don’t know…” with this, Donovon began shrinking his form to a much more manageable seven feet tall, bringing Daniel beside him at an absurd speed, and placing him gently upon the ground, leaving him to stumble around, Donovon continued, “Maybe I’ll be a hero…”

This brought a slight smile to Daniel’s face, “Ok… That sounds a whole lot better. Mister, uhh, what’s your name?”

As Donovon went to speak, he pondered for a moment, before speaking in a near emotionless tone, “Before I was altered, my name was Donovon Osterman… But now… I’m unsure what I should be called..."