At the edge of a universe made entirely of antimatter, even the starlight had been stripped of its color.
Countless fragments of shattered planets drifted through the darkness.
They crept slowly through an immense gravitational field, ground down to dust.
A massive suit of armor glowing blue stood at the center of the void.
Scratches of every depth covered its surface.
Destructive currents surged within each mark, tearing black fissures in the surrounding space.
The Anti-Monitor turned his enormous head.
His metal neck gave a dull scrape that echoed through the empty cosmos.
His gaze pierced the collapsing dimensional barrier ahead and fixed on the edge of the radar array.
The Weapons Master of Qward knelt at the armored figure's feet.
His forehead pressed against the hard floor, and he could not stop trembling.
He barely dared to breathe, afraid of drawing the attention of the terrifying being above him.
Dense galactic coordinates flickered across the radar screen.
Most regions appeared a lifeless gray after the antimatter flood had consumed them.
But at the coordinates of Universe 199999, there was a blind spot the system could not analyze.
Six high-dimensional energies of different frequencies intertwined, forming a closed chain of rules.
An antimatter storm struck the barrier.
It failed to raise even a ripple before it was forcibly converted into other matter.
"Great master."
The Weapons Master dared to speak, his voice spreading across the empty metal platform.
"The positive matter in that sector did not undergo annihilation as scheduled."
The Anti-Monitor did not turn. His electronic eyes remained fixed on the strange patch of the screen.
"Our advance force lost all contact after entering that star region."
The Weapons Master brought up a fragment of recorded footage.
"An unknown power has forcibly interfered with the Multiverse's rate of decay."