Barry stopped "walking little people" across the table. He spread the fingers of both hands, interlaced them, and lined up the joints.
Perhaps he was imitating a cage to help himself think, because he was trying to pull his fingers apart while squeezing them together.
Green Arrow, beside him, still held Roy with one hand while stroking his charming little mustache with the other. Ever since Deathstroke had shared some Magic Beard Wax with him, the frequency with which he touched his mustache had increased by at least ten percent.
For no particular reason. It just felt like it helped him think.
The silence in the conference room did not last long before Oliver continued, "You mentioned the internal structure of the multiverse, but your situation is an unknown variable. Sepulk connects to beyond the multiverse, and you're an outsider too."
Su Ming nodded. Of course he knew he was an unknown variable. Every transmigrator had that trait; there was nothing strange about it.
He gently blew on the tea in his cup, took another small sip, savoring the honey and tea leaves, then said:
"This should have been paid intelligence, but we're all on the same side, so I'll just say it. We've discussed the structure within the multiverse; now let's talk about what lies beyond it."
"For a long time, many people wanted to know what was beyond the Source Wall. Was it the Reservoir of Light? God's Domain? Other Multiversal Systems? Or simply emptiness?"
"As someone who has passed beyond the Source Wall, I can responsibly say that from humanity's current dimensional perspective, beyond the Source Wall lies an endless 'void,' separated by distances like an ocean. Time and space lose all meaning there. You can only use willpower to determine your direction and move forward with