Reverse Flash bent down and picked up the battered helmet from the ground.
"By the time the future arrives, Superheroes will have become nothing more than a specialized term in history lessons."
"Some people will fanatically pursue the superpowered individuals who emerged throughout the twentieth and twenty-first centuries through textbooks and museum exhibits, using imagination and experimentation—but not because they want to become heroes."
"I was one of them once. I worshipped Flash like a madman—the greatest one of all."
Reverse Flash held the helmet in one hand and gently stroked the remaining lightning emblem on its left side with the other.
A faint streak of golden lightning was drawn out by Reverse Flash through some kind of miraculous technique.
"Locard's exchange principle: whenever two things come into contact, traces are left behind."
"But after I extracted the Speed Force from Flash's suit and used it to grant myself superpowers, I saw something in the endless flow of time that completely shattered my worldview."
Reverse Flash raised the helmet, which continued to flicker with fine golden lightning, and pulled a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.
"I used to worship you beyond words. You could travel through time, yet you always upheld the principles in your heart. I thought my being born safely in the future was the best proof of your great self-restraint."
"As it turned out, you merely disrupted the timeline again and again, then did everything you could to repair it."
"The Earth still has a future only because you were lucky. Your so-called greatness was nothing more than successfully accomplishing events with odds of one in tens of billions, time and time again. Any arbitrary alteration to time could have led to the complete extinction of humanity in the future."
"If you can do