"I wasn't the one who erased the New 52."
Shane rebutted him in as steady a voice as he could manage. He couldn't take the blame for something that big.
God knew how many others were watching. This concerned whether an entire universe existed.
"I know. Even now, you don't have that ability."
Lucifer pointedly stared at the cocktail glass Shane was touching with only two fingers.
Only after Shane stiffly lifted the triangular glass to his lips did Lucifer narrow his eyes and continue.
"You are an existence that shouldn't exist, so you caused what should have existed not to exist. And I no longer had to endure that ordeal."
Shane took a sip anyway.
Then his eyebrows rose in disbelief.
What he'd drunk wasn't alcohol at all, but the lemonade MIXUE had sold for four yuan a cup in his previous life.
Yet once he swallowed it, he realized it was alcohol after all. Just that tiny, sweet-and-tart sip left him slightly tipsy.
And with that strange tipsiness, the reserve he'd maintained all along disappeared too. Weird. I clearly saw Lucifer pour all sorts of alcohol into it. How did it end up tasting like this?
"Now you should have the courage to talk to me normally. I've never had such a troublesome customer before, terrified of me from the moment he stepped through the door."
An alcohol-induced flush appeared on Shane's face, something that would have been impossible under ordinary circumstances.
And at last, he could put his feelings into words.
That strange, sweet-and-tart drink had broken through something.
"I just don't like facing anyone who makes me feel my life is out of my control. On Viltrum, I always felt I could die at any moment in a way I didn't want. On Earth, that Superman