Adam realized a serious problem.
The failure of his earlier attempt to clean up the pile of shit code lay not only in the fact that the more he shoveled, the more shit there was, but also in the fact that he had piled all the shit he shoveled onto himself.
If he had not tried to assassinate Nick, Nick would not have brought superheroes from other universes into this universe so quickly. Those superheroes would not have seen the state of this universe so soon, nor would they have realized that there were universes where fate differed from their own.
They might have already heard Spider-Man mention some things about the Central Universe, but hearing was one thing and seeing was another. Now, thousands of superheroes from other universes had suddenly discovered that life could actually be lived this way.
Not every Avengers team had to go through a civil war. Not every Spider-Man had to lose his uncle and girlfriend. Not every Thanos was busy searching for Infinity Stones. Not every universe's Three Great Empires dragged one another down and remained unable to unite even when the universe faced extinction.
Recognizing differences was the first step in bridging an information gap. Beginning to ask why was the most crucial and deadly step.
When humanity began asking why about its own existence and fate, spring thunder would kindle the first flame at the horizon. The once-gentle spring breeze would turn into an irresistible storm, carrying countless sparks to distant, unreachable places.
Even if Adam did not understand some of the principles involved, he could still figure this out: if the beings of the universe sought the limitless possibilities of their own development, then those they wanted to resist could not possibly be their own kind, manipulated by fate, could