"We need to confirm that what you're saying is true, and—"
Deathstroke tried to get Darkseid to explain his plan further. So far, all they had heard was the good side of it.
Things like saving the star sector and its lifeforms, protecting everyone from harm.
But what came next? What would await those who survived the destruction of the Multiverse? What kind of destiny would they face? Darkseid had not mentioned a word of it.
"Do not test my patience!"
Darkseid fixed Deathstroke with a terrifying stare.
Even though he had trained under Batwoman, Deathstroke still could not recover from that transcendent, primal terror. He was instantly intimidated.
Only after seeing that he had frightened him did Darkseid slowly turn back and continue his work.
"I have already been candid with you. Though it goes against my nature, that is no reason for you to doubt me. Can I benefit from what I am doing now? Yes. I will survive, and so will all of you. Will this restore my former power? Yes, and more than that. But you need me. You need the Darkseid of old, a Multiversal Level god. Only I can preserve the seeds of civilization and life in a Multiversal Level disaster."
"..." The four members of the Justice League fell silent. They exchanged glances, yet none of them knew what to say.
"Should you fear me? Yes, you should. But likewise, without me, everything in this Multiverse will vanish. Nothing will remain."
Darkseid had laid his cards on the table. Either they worked with him and sought shelter, or they all died together. Those were the only two choices.
"Uh, well, okay. I'm glad we've cleared everything up, hehe."
Jessica gave an awkward laugh and signaled for the others to talk outside. The plan