Hey, I Have a Plan! Barbatos vs. Parallax Hal

"Shh... Don't make a sound."

The World Forger, wearing Mordru's skin, made a silencing gesture toward the Joker Dragon hovering in midair. The terrified expression on the Joker Dragon's face immediately froze in place.

They wore foolish smiles as they blankly flew past the World Forger, then landed some distance away. The smiles originally welded onto their faces had transformed into something dazed.

The World Forger lightly shook Mordru's cloak and moved through the World Forge as if no one else were there.

Barbatos had already left, and even his minions had been sent to the World Forge in the current Zero Hour timeline. The World Forge was completely undefended now, especially against its former master.

One Joker Dragon after another discovered the World Forger's arrival. They crawled in terror, then became dazed again in the blink of an eye.

They ignored the Forger and wandered through the embers of the forge's flames. As the World Forger silently crossed a rock beneath the blazing firmament inside the forge, he saw his own incomplete, massive corpse lying across a stone bed cleaved open by Barbatos. Countless withered souls were scattered around it—the dregs of universes that Barbatos had eaten clean and casually discarded beside his dining table.

And the main course he had gnawed on for so long without ever managing to finish now lay there quietly, waiting for the World Forger.

The World Forger crossed over his ruined body: the head that had vanished, the body that had been gutted, and the limbs that were still intact.

He crawled to where his neck had once been.

The World Forger really was dead. Barbatos had indeed killed him, but he was not completely dead yet. Once this matter was finished, he could finally die for good.

He stood on the neck