Doomsday's dream: All men within the four seas are brothers

Imagine a book.

This book covers everything that is happening, everything that has happened, and everything that will happen.

It encompasses everything in the world. This book is heavy. It is covered in leather, and that leather comes from a beast that never existed.

The only person who ever read this book was a pair of blind eyes.

Apart from the pages of the book in his hands, his eyes saw only the vast darkness of night.

This book is the Universe itself, and only the blind Destiny witnessed how the Universe transformed into infinite stories; perhaps only he had read all the stories shaped by the Universe.

Destiny is the elder of the Endless, governing the Destiny of the Universe.

Destiny itself might find itself in this book—a rare occurrence, but not impossible. After all, Destiny exists in the Universe in its own way. At that moment, he turned a page and read his own reflection.

In the book, he is strolling along the veranda.

"I am Destiny from the Endless. Here, my sister, I stand in my gallery, summoning you," the Destiny in the book said to a portrait of a noblewoman. "I summon you, my sister, though I myself do not know the reason."

"You can read on and find the explanation." The noblewoman stepped out of the portrait, giving Destiny a gentle smile.

She was the second eldest sister of the Endless; she died.

You know I can't—

"Just a joke." Death lifted the hem of her skirt. "And you summon me here precisely because I wish you to."

"What's wrong?" Destiny asked.

"I'd like to hear your opinion; I'm a little worried about the dream."

"Oh?" Destiny looked at the portrait of Sandman. "I see—"

"I'm worried that if this continues, I'll need to take him with me," Death said with some concern. "When one of us dies—it's never a peaceful end."

"I understand." Destiny nodded. "Does he understand?"

"Not yet, do you think I should tell him?"

I don't think it's wise to do that.

You can peek at a few pages later—

Destiny looked helplessly at death, then paused, "You—don't go to Earth anytime soon."

"Huh?" Death was taken aback. "Why are you suddenly saying that?"

"----It's nothing." Destiny stroked the spine of the book, his face still calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

Damn it, what's with that Dead Servant from another Universe? This is the first time in his life he's ever heard of someone who loves death!

Looking at his beautiful younger sister, Destiny felt a chill run down his spine. "This—this absolutely won't do!"

"Huh?" Death was completely bewildered; this was the first time she had ever seen Destiny this way, so she asked in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

"It's alright—if it's a dream, let it stay on Earth. It'll be fine." Destiny wiped non-existent sweat from his brow.

Earth.

On a bright, sunny morning, Doomsday opened his eyes. He was unaware of what was happening, only feeling himself enveloped in a gentle atmosphere.

That feeling kept flooding into his mind; it was a dream, but it felt incredibly real.

The aroma of dry straw wafted through the air, and the warm sunlight bathed him, making Doomsday feel exceptionally comfortable.

"Hey, get up! What are you doing lying here?" Superman dressed as a farmer said to Doomsday. "The harvester broke down. We need to fix it as soon as possible; we'll need it tomorrow."

"Okay." Doomsday nodded uncontrollably, and started repairing the harvester with Superman, eating dinners cooked by Martha with him, and doing farm work with him. The days passed by like this.

"Brother, I want to go see the big cities," Superman suddenly said to Doomsday one day.

"Hmm?" Doomsday replied to Superman while chopping wood, "What's there to see?"

"I just want to go and see."

"Then go. I can handle everything on the farm."

The screen shattered, Doomsday in the morgue.

"Hey, Barry, are you really going to eat in a place like this?" Doomsday asked helplessly.

"I'm hungry, what can I do?" The Flash devoured a Hamburger in a few bites, letting out a satisfied sigh. "I'm alive again—suddenly having to work overtime is such a headache."

"Now that we've finished eating, let's get to work." Doomsday put on his gloves. "I suspect this guy didn't commit suicide."

"His cause of death was beheading, need I say more?"

"Hahaha----I was just joking."

"Let's get to work!"

"OK."

The two worked together seamlessly, dissecting corpses, uncovering evidence, and bringing the murderers to justice one by one.

"Here, I bought you some food." It was another night of overtime, Doomsday stuffed a paper bag into the Flash's arms. Inside were Hamburger and fries.

"This is a huge help." The Flash opened the paper bag, took out the food inside, and shared it with Doomsday. Ignoring the car that was burned to a skeleton not far away and the Driver who was charred on the seat, the scene was unexpectedly heartwarming.

The image shattered.

Doomsday sat on the sofa, with Green Lantern beside him, sobbing uncontrollably, "Waaaaah— Carol wants to break up with me."

"She's wonderful, you don't deserve her. Forget her, move on to the next one," Doomsday comforted her from the side.

"How could you say that!" Green Lantern cried even harder.

"Sigh... what can I say? It's clearly your fault," Doomsday said helplessly. "Alright, Carol was just angry for a moment. I'll take you to see her later and we'll talk things out."

"Waaaaah----"

And then, the image shattered.

"This child, we are destined to meet," Roland said, stroking his chin as he spoke to an abandoned baby.

"Waaaaah----"

"Stop talking nonsense and take him back. You don't expect him to answer you, do you?" Doomsday curled his lip. "Take him back first, I'll go buy some things I need."

"No problem." Roland nodded.

The two took the baby into the Church, fed him, washed him, and raised him with great difficulty, naming him Roger.

"Wait a minute, something's not right here," Roland suddenly exclaimed, "What's with this family of three feeling?"

On Themyscira, Doomsday and Wonder Woman tame unicorns together, beat up Kangaroo together, and read Homeric Epics together.

On the football field, Doomsday and Cyborg roared as they charged toward the goal, and a group of people trying to tackle them couldn't stop the duo from scoring a touchdown.

In Gotham City, Doomsday as Robin, teams up with Batman to use their combined strength and power to thwart the Joker's criminal schemes.

In the Pacific Ocean, Doomsday and Aquaman rescued illegally caught whales and taught those unruly fishermen a lesson.