Reality trembled under the assault, while the Mother of the Multiverse's heart surged, as if she had just awakened from a nightmare.
She could feel everything happening and see the whole picture clearly. The foundations of the universe beneath her feet were being rewritten from the highest dimension of the Sixth Dimension.
Even though her physical body had not been completely reshaped, the mere fact that Perpetua's will had broken free and appeared in the DC Multiverse was like an elephant suddenly appearing in a bathtub that was already nearly overflowing, causing violent ripples.
Mandrakk was her disciple, carrying her will and swearing to shatter every rule standing in their way as they rose from the ruins.
When her thoughts broke free of their restraints, Perpetua had never been so close to completeness... But compared to herself, her greatest creation—the beautiful Multiverse—was much closer to ruin. She had left this world a complete Multiverse, a powerful weapon. It did not need to be wielded by him to unleash tremendous power. Yet everyone in the DC Multiverse had betrayed that gift.
From the Sixth Dimension down to its most basic form, the Mother of the Multiverse, Perpetua, knew that her children had made everything worse, and that had never been her intention.
"Marr..."
She lowered her head, her star-like eyes drooping, and the Monitor nearly trembled.
"So... weak. The earliest child of a newborn realm, a fleshly body borrowed from the void, a primordial life-form—and now you've actually reduced yourself to this state?"
The Monitor was doing one thing now.
Pushing history forward with all his might!
The Over-Time Stream was still there, buddy. It was one of the Multiverse's final lines of defense. Even if he were forced to bring about the Multiverse's destruction, the DC Multiverse could avoid it