The DC world had its own heavyweights too. By all rights, she should not have dared to connect to the Marvel world so openly, but after several days of thought, Daisy had confirmed that gothic beauty's identity. She was Death, ranked second among The Endless, who stood at the pinnacle of the DC world.
Death in the DC world was far more formidable than Lady Death in the Marvel world. She had been born before the world itself and would leave after it perished. That departure did not mean death—it meant freedom.
Lady Death in the Marvel world was, at most, a salaried employee with an official post, while Death in the DC world was one of the few beings at the very top of the entire world. She was a shareholder.
With such a heavyweight backing her from behind, surely no one would mind if she siphoned off a little power from here and showed off in the Marvel world?
After cautiously probing the boundaries of planar rules several times, everything remained normal. No one was stopping her!
Daisy nearly burst into laughter. After struggling for so many years, her golden thigh had finally appeared! If not for her wife and children back home, she would have been ready to settle down in the DC Universe.
Once everything was ready, she abandoned the idea of clinging to a powerful patron and closed her eyes to adjust her mental power.
Traveling from the Marvel world to the DC world had been incredibly difficult. The barriers between the two worlds were too numerous to count. If not for that Miss Death helping her from this side, she could never have made it across.
Going back the way she came would not be easy either. Fortunately, her current avatar was a native