These Dream Realms had naturally been woven by Death for Homelander. Just then, a voice suddenly rang out.
"Death, your ideas are terrible. If it were the Mechanical Demon King, there'd definitely be plenty of creative ways to die."
Wade looked utterly disdainful. "For example, Deadpool is dueling Dark Phoenix when Dark Phoenix just happens to knock off his mask. Homelander sees Deadpool's peerless face, feels utterly ashamed of himself, and dies on the spot."
"Are you sure he wouldn't be disgusted to death?"
Death snarked, then asked in astonishment, "Wait, Wade, why are you in the Dream Realm I wove for Homelander?"
"What's so strange about that?"
Wade shrugged. "With Professor X's Mind Ability, forget the Dream Realm you wove—even if it were your own Dream Realm, I could enter it."
"Sorry, but as a Creation God, I don't dream."
Death said irritably, "Don't disturb me. This is a critical moment. The Mechanical Demon King is becoming increasingly vicious. I have to strengthen Homelander and restore him to his position as the strongest person in this world."
"What's the use of making him die over and over?"
Wade said, "I've died so many times, but I never became stronger. Later, Boss recognized my talent and injected me with Mutant genes. That was how I became the strongest Deadpool in history."
"So you know you're not strong either? And is it really appropriate to praise the Mechanical Demon King in front of me?"
Death snarked. "This is to make Homelander understand the true meaning of death. Once he grows accustomed to death, he can wield the power of death and become Death Homelander."
Wade looked at her with utter contempt. "Death Homelander? What an awful name. Besides, if Homelander dies, wouldn't he not even last two seconds?"
Death rolled her