The Übermensch spends his days speculating on the city's rooftops, convulsively swinging in and out between illusions of saving the world and the prison of his deepening depression. Angst is the Übermensch's actual sidekick and together they fight a heroic battle to get out of bed, brush their teeth and be a real person in a real world. Because what is the use of being able to fly and lift cars, if the absurd eternity of the cosmos dictates that we all have to die one day anyway?