Thanos and Darkseid's duel.
After watching for a while,
Orsaga quickly shifted his gaze.
He turned to another stretch of spacetime.
There,
in a place called Rick City,
Free Morty, dressed in a white suit, was calmly speaking his mind to the thoroughly displeased C-137 Rick.
"C-137 Rick, honestly, I'm very happy to finally be able to speak frankly and sincerely with you face-to-face. I'm truly delighted from the bottom of my heart."
Though there was not much delight visible on his face,
the excitement in his words
was undoubtedly genuine.
As he spoke, Free Morty raised a glass of red wine. He first toasted the deeply unhappy C-137 Rick and his Normal Morty, then returned the toast to Rick City below them, visible through the window behind him. Only then did he continue unhurriedly:
"Your existence, whether for me, Rick City, or the entire Central Finite Curve, is an enormous scourge."
"Powerful, intelligent, cunning, willing to stop at nothing..."
"Just thinking about it frightens me."
At this point,
he stepped forward a few paces.
He brought his face close to the man who had already been tightly bound by him,
and smiled.
"But I finally won..."
The only response he received was C-137 Rick's ugly, scowling old face, along with a deeply dissatisfied question:
"Within the Central Finite Curve, there may be some technology capable of trapping me, but the technology you used is somewhat different..."
"Did that guy interfere?"
There was a faint rage hidden within those pointed words.
It was like seeing someone barge onto his territory and make a mess of things.
In response to that question,
Free Morty, holding his glass of red wine, did not answer directly.
Instead, he calmly glanced at Normal Morty beside him, who was likewise tightly bound and had absolutely