A place where there was nothing.
A heavy, deep-black metal gate hundreds of meters tall and wide slowly emerged from the void.
Amid a dull rumble,
it continuously opened.
Across the surrounding area,
countless patterns spread in every direction.
Dazzling red light
bloomed one after another from within the gate, staining even the deep-black metal gate crimson, as though it had been washed in blood.
Along with it came a profound sense of ill omen.
As for this,
Marquis of Death, who had created this metal gate and forcibly connected it to the Spacetime Coordinate of the Crimson Dimension through his own power, still standing atop Imaginary Eternity's head, revealed an obvious smile.
At last, he had opened the path...
Then,
without any hesitation,
he moved his feet, stepped down from Imaginary Eternity's head, and crossed through the ever-intensifying red radiance and the gate.
At that moment,
with his action, it was like a fish leaping from the water and seeing the heavens and land, like humanity stepping into the Vast Starry Sky for the first time and gazing upon the boundless sea of stars...
Entering the Crimson Dimension for the first time, Marquis of Death followed the omnipresent Crimson Vortex and instinctively beheld many things he had never seen before.
His gaze
saw infinitely many regions at once.
They were places throughout the Omniverse, and even broader expanses of time and space, that had already been affected by the Crimson Vortex.
Like some kind of medium and tentacle,
the traces of power emanating from those crimson vortices
gave him a certain degree of omniscience in that instant...
He saw a Golden Superman slumbering within a star; he saw Doctor Manhattan sitting on Mars contemplating life; he also saw, in some faraway place, a gigantic horned evil god spreading its