"A secret is called a secret because, from the moment of its birth, it cannot be known by too many people."
The Dream God sat elegantly in his library, holding a book in his hands. The book had already been flipped to the last page. Even though his eyes were covered by a pure white cloth, it did not affect his ability to appreciate the beautiful story.
The person sitting across from him was someone he didn't recognize. It seemed that the Dream God was telling his favorite story to this stranger.
However, before he finished telling the story, the Dream God raised his head and looked at the person in a black windbreaker. He paused for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "So, guest?
"Then, dear customer, when the story is about to end, are you still unwilling to tell me who you are?"
The person held a cup of hot tea in his hands and leaned back in his chair leisurely. In response to the Dream God's question, he stretched out a finger and waved it.
"Don't be in such a hurry, my friend. Let's finish this story first."
His voice was not forceful, but there was something about it that made the Dream God subconsciously choose to obey. He nodded and turned his attention back to the book in his hands.
"Fine, then as you wish."
"Ahem."
The Dream God cleared his throat and placed his finger on the last page of the book. He read aloud:
"No one knows what the Overlord saw behind that door. Even though millions of people tried to find the answer to the ultimate question, the Overlord remained silent. Perhaps he himself knew that rashly announcing the answer would cause the universe, which had just regained its peace, to be thrown into turmoil once more. But no matter what, when the Overlord returned to the multiverse through that door … everyone knew …"
"A new era for the multiverse had arrived …"
The Dream God's voice was full of cadence. Listening to him tell a story was the most beautiful form of enjoyment. He paused for a moment, then used an even more impassioned voice to read out the last paragraph.
"At the end of the story, let us take a look at the Overlord's journey …"
"In the once chaotic Gotham, in the dark fog, he was born here. He was the crimson devil who brought fresh blood. That was the evil he represented …"
"In the uncertain world of mutants, among the confused masses, he fought hard. He was the third leader of a new force. That was the persistence he represented …"
"In the intertwining of civilizations on Earth, in the struggle against the endless evil, he slaughtered. He was the cold sword that cut off all fetters. That was the salvation he represented …"
"In the boundless starry sky, on his journey to the stars, he became famous here. He was the wise leader who led civilization. That was the conquest he represented …"
"He was worshipped, hated, praised, cursed. Some loved him, some hated him …"
"His heart is as sharp as a blade. He never hesitated, never hesitated, and never wavered. He has encountered failures, but in the end, victory is in his hands …"
"He was the legend of the multiverse …"
"This is his unfinished story … This is the Overlord's story …"
The Dream God's voice reached its peak at this moment, like a piece of music that had reached its peak, then slowly faded away. The entire hall fell silent. When he finished reading the last word, an indescribable feeling enveloped the Dream God's heart. It was as if a ray of sunlight had shone through the dark clouds, completely uncovering a part of his heart that had been covered.
The memories that had been awakened caused the Dream God's consciousness to hesitate for a second. An instant later, he raised his head and saw Saber sitting across from him, swirling a teacup as he smiled at him.
"Oh, Overlord … when did you …"
The Dream God was taken aback, but Saber mysteriously gestured for him to remain silent.
"I'm right here … I've never left …"
With a trace of hesitation, the Dream God closed the book in his hand and flipped it over in front of him. There was a clumsy signature in the corner of the book. Obviously, this was the only book in the entire library that was not written by him.
This answered all of the questions in his heart.
"This thing saved our memories of you …"
The Dream God picked up the book and waved it around as he looked at Saber.
"In the moment you entered the Wall of Origins, the Will of the Multiverse had erased all memories of your existence, leaving only this book that records everything. That is why you need me, who represents the memories of all life, to read it out … so that the world would remember you once again."
"Yes!"
Saber nodded as he put down the teacup in his hand.
"That's why I came here. When you return to this world after going through so much, only to discover that no one remembers you apart from a madman, it's very uncomfortable …"
He spread out his hands and stretched lazily as he spoke to the Dream God.
"Alright, I'll have to trouble you. I'm going to leave now … the most difficult time has passed. I feel like it's time for me to take a long vacation and enjoy life."
He stood up, tidied his clothes, and turned to leave. But just as he took a few steps, the Dream God's hesitant voice sounded from behind him.
"Overlord, can you tell me … what did you see behind that door?"
When he heard this question, Saber's lips curled into a smile. He turned around to look at the Dream God.
"Is that important?"
"After all, that is the Wall of Origin … the secret place where all life was born. And you, as far as I know, are the only person who has been able to return from behind that door in one piece. Even though I know this question is very presumptuous …"
The Dream God gritted his teeth.
"But I still want to know … I guess this is my curiosity."
Saber stood in place and thought for a moment. Then, he stretched out his hand and looked at the six gems on the back of his hand.
"I … don't know …"
"Hmm?"
The Dream God let out a doubtful snort. Saber interlocked his fingers and explained,
"Because every life that enters will walk into their own origin. Thus, if you want to know what you will see when you enter, I really don't know. As for me … if you really want to ask, I can only tell you …"
"In it, I saw the reality … the real reality!"
"That's all?"
The Dream God was still somewhat skeptical. Saber put his hands on his hips and smiled.
"You see, this journey didn't make me stronger, nor did it change my consciousness or soul. If it has any special meaning, then I can only say that it allowed me to better understand the nature of this multiverse, as well as its absurd origin. But no matter how terrible this universe is, or where it was born, we still have to live here, whether in pain or in happiness … because we can only belong here, right?"
"This … To be honest, I don't really understand …"
The Dream God shook his head. He stretched out his hand, and another book landed in his hand as the wind blew through the library.
"But I've decided to believe you … and as a reward for answering this question, would you like to hear another story … This is a very good story, one that I just collected from a corner of the multiverse. It's a story about death, conquest, self-redemption, and the King of the Undead."
Saber took out a pocket watch, opened it, and looked at the time. Then, he sat across from the Dream God.
"I still have some time … to be honest, listening to your stories is a pleasure. Oh, right, what's the name of this book?"
"I call it 'Death's Trail'. The main character is an elf called Tyrion …"
The Dream God's voice once again became mellow, like the chirping of birds dancing in the morning light. He flipped open the book and placed his finger on the fragrant ink.
"The beginning of the story is a meeting between two old friends. It was in a land called the Hillsbrad Hills …"
— — —
Queen Catherine was sitting on a train from Utopia to the modern world. As the supreme leader of the mutants, she enjoyed a special status. She had her own carriage, which was decorated with luxurious decorations. She was also in charge of security, with guards selected from the entire mutant society.
It sounded like a backward system of a feudal kingdom, but in reality, it wasn't like that. Catherine had never asked for any of this, and she didn't have that kind of hedonistic mindset. All of this was voluntarily contributed by the mutants to Her Majesty the Queen.
After the civilization completely stepped into the stars, the rapid development of human civilization matched the rapid development of technology. The entire civilization of Earth slowly removed the restrictions of the country and merged into a united whole. The discrimination and ostracization of the mutants became a memory of the past.
Utopia, the holy city in the hearts of the mutants, became even more prosperous because of this.
Every day, mutants from all over the world came to Utopia. Some came to pay their respects to the heroes who had sacrificed everything for the cause of the mutants' liberation, some came to join the country, and some came to see the legendary scenery with their own eyes.
As a country governed by a parliament, the Queen's role was mostly limited to being the representative of the country. When necessary, she would stand up and fight for her country. Catherine wouldn't deal with government affairs. The trustworthy Chairman Charles had already established an extremely efficient government system. What she had to do every day was to participate in various activities and meetings.
To be honest, Catherine did not like this kind of life. After all, she was only a young girl in her twenties.
Recently, Catherine had been in a bad mood because she had a strange feeling that she had lost a part of her memory. A part of her soul was missing, and her intuition told her that it was a very important memory. However, no matter how hard she searched, no matter who she asked for help, she could not find the truth of the matter.
Even the powerful psychic ability user, Professor Charles, was unable to solve this mystery that he was not sure if it existed or not.
"So, who the hell are you?!"
Catherine sat in her seat and turned her head to look at the passing scenery outside the car window. The figure in the black windbreaker appeared in front of her eyes again. She could feel that it was a very important person to her, but she could not remember his face or his name. She could not even be sure if he really existed, although he would appear in her dreams every night.
In her past story, this person seemed to occupy a very important position, but … she could not remember!
Even if she traveled back in time countless times, she could only see that lonely figure, but she could never see his face. Was there anything more despairing than this?
But today, the situation seemed to have changed.
As the figure slowly solidified in front of Catherine's eyes, the memories of him were like secrets buried under the sea, emerging bit by bit.
"Swoosh!"
When she saw his face clearly for the first time, Catherine stood up abruptly. Her memories of Saber were fully awakened. She saw her meeting with Saber, and she saw the experiences she had with Saber. In the end, all these heavy memories made the girl burst into tears.
"No … How could I forget you? How could I forget you … No, it shouldn't be like this … "
Catherine turned around, and the space behind her collapsed. She stepped into the black tunnel, and the next moment, she appeared in a somewhat unfamiliar home. Gotham City, Saber's villa.
The moment she stepped into the living room, Catherine saw her sisters who had gone their separate ways.
Plum, who had a big belly, was sitting on the sofa. Selena was beside her, wiping her tears. Felicity was sitting at the side, rubbing her head vigorously. The most eye-catching one was Diana. She seemed to have just returned from the battlefield, and her armor and sword were still stained with blood. Catherine raised her head, and at the edge of the second floor, she saw her mysterious aunt who had not appeared for a long time.
That was Lady Phoenix who called herself Phoenix.
"Hum"
A dark red light appeared beside Catherine, and Barry Allen, who was dressed casually, appeared beside the Queen. He grabbed Catherine's hand and whispered.
"My dear, you remember him, right? I also just … "
Before Catherine's boyfriend Barry could finish his words, a familiar figure walked out from the kitchen. He was holding two plates of freshly cooked dishes, and he was wearing a funny apron. When he saw Catherine, his eyes narrowed, and he revealed a warm smile.
"Welcome home … Little Catherine."
"Brother!"
Like a swallow returning to its nest, the Queen rushed into Seiber's arms like a cannonball. If it wasn't for the fact that the Overlord was strong enough, the dishes in his hands would have spilled onto the ground.
Catherine didn't care about this, she pressed her head into Saber's arms, and her tears flowed freely.
"I missed you so much …"
"Alright, good girl, you're all big kids now …"
Saber rubbed Catherine's head with his chin, and then his gaze fell on the helpless Barry. His gaze became serious and strange.
"Cough, so I handed my sister to you, and let you teach her to travel through time … and you, little bastard, actually wanted to steal my sister?"
"I … Listen to my explanation …"
Barry scratched his head and looked at Saber with fear. He said awkwardly, "It's just a matter of love.
"It's just mutual love. En … It's really … I swear I'll protect her! Trust me! "
"Ding Dong"
The doorbell rang at this moment, and Barry's awkwardness eased. He hurriedly opened the door, but it was filled with his friends who rushed over.
There was Professor Charles in a wheelchair, Eric Lancher pushing the wheelchair, Bruce Wayne's family holding little Damian, Clark's family and their newborn son Joel, Logan's family, Steve's family, Strange's family, Stark's family, Coulson's family, Sergues' family, Zod's family, Slay's family, Cheap's family who were breaking up because of a change of heart, and Little Spider's family who had just gotten married.
There were also Nick Fury, Zheng Xian, Barton, Romanov, Maria Hill who rushed back alone, the brothers Kevin and Robin who had regained their senses, as well as their intimate lovers, Black Panther T 'Chaka and Storm Lady Ororo, eight members of the Apocalypse Knights, and the 13 Goddesses of Darkness from Universe 200000. Finally, there was the travel-worn Ancient One with a travel bag, and the unhappy Joker who had not appeared for a long time and the Joker girl who stuck to him …
There were also the little devils who rushed back from all corners of the universe, the upper echelons of The Devil Gang, and the mutants who had interacted with Saber before.
Everyone … Everyone was here …
Looking at his friends in front of him, even Seber felt tears welling up in his eyes. After going through so much, he felt warm and emotional to be able to see his old friends again.
"Welcome … I'm back …"
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