The real question is how fast Superman’s jizz jazzes, or pick omniman if you prefer. Any hyper powerful ejaculating entity, really.

Because, if you think about a bolus of spunk flying at supersonic speeds, you get great death metal song…

Came from an alien star Came to bend you over a bar.

Dna not a factor, balls a nuclear reactor

Taking all your women Filling them with semen

I come, she dies, I come, she dies, I come, she dies, I come!

Super powered jets of white, filling you up with spite

Giant, throbbing removed of might; Slamming your wife all damn night.

Ramming your children too, object and I’ll fuck you

You die, I come, you die, I come, you die, I come, you die!

Spreading our race across the galaxy, conquest by spreading seed.

Our weapon lethal ejaculation, Killing by insemination

Superior jizm, final cataclysm!

You die, I come, you die, I come, you die, I come, you die, I come, you die, I come, you die, I come, you die!

My book series is based around a necromancer.

They do some things that are similar to healing.

But in terms of psychological necromancy, the best he can do is let you pet his flesh golem dog. Which, in fairness, is a damn good depression counter.