A "Declaration of War" from Earth!

Above Earth's orbit, time seemed to stand still.

A circular rift hundreds of meters wide, glowing an ominous red, hung beside the blue planet like a scar leading to Hell.

Violent spatial energy churned within it. Even the faintest trace that escaped carried the stench of sulfur, despair, and rust.

It was a Boom Tube.

The mark of Apokolips. The portal Darkseid, the Dark Lord, used to conquer the universe.

In the past, every time it opened, a civilization had cried out and perished.

Today, a mortal had torn it open with his bare hands.

Inside the Watchtower, silence reigned.

Every hero, whether defeated or still standing, stared at the figure before the gates of Hell on the main screen as though he were a monster.

Cyborg's mechanical body trembled slightly—not from fear, but because his processors were overloading.

As a being who was half Mother Box, he knew better than anyone how impossible it was to open a stable Boom Tube by hand, one precisely locked onto Apokolips.

It took more than immense energy. It demanded an understanding of Spatial Law and multidimensional geometry that bordered on divine insight.

And Link had merely raised a hand, as easily as drawing the curtains in his living room.

"What... what is he?" Cyborg murmured, dazed.

No one could answer him.

At that moment, the man responsible for all this chaos and fear was calmly examining his handiwork.

He slowly raised his left hand. Floating above his palm was a sealed container the size of his hand, made from an unknown metal.

Through its translucent shell, a tiny pinch of barely visible gray powder could be seen multiplying and writhing within a thin energy field at a rate that defied everything known about life.

They were Doomsday's remains.

The monster that had