Beyond the End Singularity lay a realm of absolute nothingness.
Every survivor of the United Fleet stared through the windows of the Flagship Jokester at the expanding darkness that devoured everything.
It was the ultimate Void, from which even light could not escape and in which even concepts were erased.
They knew Link had charged into it. But they saw no change and felt no surge of energy. It was as though the man who had once shaken the entire universe, along with his six all-powerful Stones, had been swallowed without a sound.
Had he failed?
The thought crossed every mind.
Batman stood on the bridge, his face grimmer than ever. He had calculated every possibility, but what lay before him exceeded every contingency plan he had made. Against absolute Formatting, wisdom and courage seemed so small.
Captain America gripped his battered shield. There was no fear in his eyes, only a trace of regret.
Wonder Woman Diana gazed into the darkness, her heart heavy with conflicted sorrow. She had thrown the Godslayer Spear at that man herself. Yet at the final moment, he had gone to protect the world he had once sought to rule, in a way she could not understand.
Just as everyone thought the outcome was settled and braced for their own Deletion,
something changed.
The End Singularity, that darkness swallowing everything, suddenly stopped expanding.
Then, at its very heart, a point of light was born.
It was unlike any light they knew.
It held none of a star's searing heat, none of Magic's splendor, and none of technology's coldness. It was Creation Light, gentle and warm beyond measure, as though it contained every kindness in the universe.
The point of light grew, like a lotus blooming in the dark.
Wherever it reached, the darkness that