
It just so happens that Alan Moore wrote a story about a Superman stand-in at the end of time in 1997, at the same time he was writing scripts for Supreme. It's just that he was doing it for Jim Lee's Wildstorm with the character Mr. Majestic.
Moore had written an arc on Lee's WildC.A.T.S immediately prior to starting work on Supreme, and you can see him starting to deal with superheroes in a retro way in those pages. While, in my view, it wasn't completely successful, Moore was happy with Wildstorm and Lee to continue doing odd stories for the company.
In February 1997, Wildstorm Spotlight featuring Majestic came out. It's a one-shot drawn by Carlos D’Anda and inked by Richard Friend.
As cold entropy is enveloping the universe, only a small band of survivors are left, including another cosmos' superhero, an intelligent strain of syphilis, a vampire, the wandering Jew, the spirit of arithmetic and a few others. Some decide to stay and die while others decide to move on.

The whole thing reads like a poem: "And so it is that we continue down the chill black River Styx where once poured great cascades of star... We see death's ultimate kingdom in that sparkless dark where nothing can be seen."

Majestic, who has spent all of his days as a warrior, doesn't know what to do at the end now that there is no more war.
Eucrastia: "And what of love?"

Eucrastia: "Then you are wrong. Love is not war. Love is not struggling towards a goal; towards a point... Love is the point."
It's such a beautiful little moment.

The syphilis has a say about the moment, too: "Don't pin your hopes on love. Syphilis is by far the safer bet, between the two. Love is not nearly so contagious... and love won't last forever."
So, even at the end of the universe, Moore maintains his cheeky sense of humor.
As Eucrastia lay dying against Majestic's heart, golden tendrils grab onto her and drag her away. Majestic dives into the gilded fur after her, diving toward the center, coming upon someone he knew a long time ago: Spartan, the robot.

Hadrian tells him that his friends are also there and are preparing for the final moment of entropy. Majestic wonders why since it will mean the end. Hadrian tells him that as temperatures drop toward absolute zero, conductivity increases, so in that final moment, the entire universe will become a superconducter where the weakest impulse will be amplified across eternity.

And there was.
So the universe ends. So the universe begins. As with all of Moore's best time stories, there's a loop and the ending becomes the beginning. So too is it with the end of time.
I've talked before about how this was a period of optimism for Moore and few stories epitomize that as much as this one. It's such a powerful little story about the final victory of love and how this all-powerful being now understands love and is ready to begin again.