When Schiller opened his eyes again, he saw a pair of pure white wings. Through his hazy vision, the room's ceiling did not look like it belonged to his original world. Before Schiller could fully wake up, Lucifer's voice rang in his ears.
"Schiller, your madness has once again shattered my understanding. Do you know what you've done?!"
Schiller slowly opened his mouth. He felt a deep exhaustion. Lucifer waved a hand, and light fell over Schiller. With a sigh, he walked to the bedside and said, "This is Satan's palace, my bedroom."
"Where is Death?" Schiller asked dizzily. He coughed softly twice and said, "And Destiny with the book? He isn't here either?"
Lucifer's expression suddenly changed. He stared at the pale Schiller on the bed and said, "You're not planning to get revenge on both of them, are you?... You can't be serious, can you?"
Lucifer bent down and stared into Schiller's eyes. "Don't tell me you actually knew what you were doing. This was deliberate, wasn't it?"
Schiller felt stiff all over, so he merely rolled his eyes toward Lucifer and said, "...What do you think?"
Lucifer gritted his teeth and muttered a curse. Staring at Schiller's face again, he said, "Why would you do this? Do you really have such a huge grudge against them?"
"Tell me what happened first," Schiller said slowly.
"The Main Universe rebooted," Lucifer answered irritably.
"You pulled Main Universe Batman's soul into your Mind Palace, then you killed yourself. The door to your Mind Palace was closed, Gray Mist didn't have time to save you, so you died. And Main Universe Batman, whose soul was tangled up with yours, died too."
"When Death arrived, she was stunned for at least two minutes. She couldn't understand why one death had produced two