Martian Manhunter J'onn J'onzz was trying to connect with the Justice League.
They were his allies, his closest friends, and even his family. In the Justice League, although he had always existed only in the role of a butler, no one could deny his importance to the entire League.
His gaze swept over the...
The ruins left behind by the fire.
He knew this was inside the Firestorm Matrix's space. None of this was real. Strictly speaking, these were merely fleeting reflections projected into this space by his own mind.
The scenes that had left the deepest impression on you in your life, the scenes you subconsciously believed represented the battlefields you visited most often, were often reflected here.
Everyone on his homeworld had once been connected, until all things suddenly burned away and they all died in solitude.
So, for Martian Manhunter...
His soul would forever battle that unchangeable past amid that great fire.
And at this moment, his telepathic connection was just as empty as it had been in the past.
Then he saw Cyborg appear before him.
"You have to let me leave, buddy. I know your counterpart from the Prime Universe. Unless it's necessary, I don't want to fight you."
Cyborg said this.
But Martian Manhunter ignored him and covered his head.
Just then, he heard something... a scream, older than any shriek in human history.
The partial collapse of the Over-Time Stream. Martian Manhunter alone should not have been qualified to hear that sound, but he heard it anyway, and it made him suffer unbearably. The scream shook him violently, nearly deafening him in an instant. He felt as though he were alone once more on that burning night.
He did not know who had transmitted the sound to his ears, but he felt a