Others, delusions, depravity, dereliction, cowardice, despair—those complicated emotions of others.
BOOM—
A violent explosion.
You were at the center of trillions upon trillions of universes.
These concepts were too close—so close that even when you opened your heart, you could not touch them, yet sensing them caused them to resonate within your heart.
And so you wanted to let out an enraged roar.
Scorching pain surged through you, concussion surged through you, suffocation surged through you, agony surged through you, along with a faint electric sensation and the warmth of impending death.
But nothing could remain.
This was the end of infinite time, at the shattered edge of the Over-Time Stream.
Timelines and the radiance of billions upon billions of dead souls soaked into the endless brilliance. They mingled together, flowing through your heart and soul in another form, in another kind of resonance.
"Mother..."
The First Lantern climbed somewhat dazedly to his feet.
Wait—the ground?
The First Lantern discovered that he was standing on an asphalt road. But when he raised his head, what he saw was not a clear blue sky.
The world had shattered into fragments, scattered piece by piece through the Endless Void amid the chaos of space and time.
Yet the creatures on those fragments were completely unaware. The First Lantern watched a pedestrian walk toward the edge of a fragment, then pass straight through it as if crossing a curtain, appearing on another fragment.
The shattered DC Multiverse was doing its best to preserve its continuity.
The DC Multiverse was desperately pretending that those connected fragments were still joined together, just like the DC Multiverse that had been smashed to pieces countless times before.
But that connection would eventually end. The First Lantern knew this. Among everyone present, aside from the