Homelander's Public Humiliation

The atmosphere around the altar was somewhat quiet.

But.

Though it felt unbelievable, this universe's Doctor Strange was very confident in his own magic. He was certain his magical communications would not be intercepted by some other existence.

So the one connected to him was absolutely another Doctor Strange. True, becoming the Sorcerer Supreme at such a young age was absurd, but in the end, infinite universes naturally meant infinite possibilities.

Even his personality could be explained that way. On the grand stage of the multiverse, for it to give rise to Doctor Stranges with other personalities—thinking about it carefully, it was not that inconceivable.

With that thought, Doctor Strange felt it made a little more sense. He forced down the absurdity and doubt in his heart and responded cautiously, trying to make one final confirmation. "You—which universe's Stephen Strange are you? How can you prove it? In the world you're from, do Kamar-Taj and the inheritance of the Sorcerer Supreme also exist?"

Not every universe had Kamar-Taj.

There was nothing wrong with the question.

The reply from the other side came astonishingly fast, almost as if the answer had long been prepared. "Proof? Oh, the Eye of Agamotto is glowing and working hard over here too! Kamar-Taj? Yeah, yeah, it exists! Master Ancient One taught me a lot! Though she always says I'm too flighty and don't have enough Sorcerer Supreme 'bearing'—but I've saved the world plenty of times!"

"As for which universe I'm from—mm, numbers are too much trouble. Just call me the Doctor Strange of the Vitality Universe! Or, if you go by what I like, Strange Kid works too!"

The other party's voice was as lively and erratic as ever, and there were also muffled whimpers coming through, as if someone's mouth had been covered. No