Meanwhile, somewhere beyond the Marvel Multiverse.
There was no matter in the boundless void, yet a colossal space station resembling a mechanical jellyfish stood here, poised between "existence" and "nonexistence."
Countless metal tentacles extended from beneath the mushroom-cap-like body of the space station. Each one was thicker in diameter than Earth itself. They were now plunged into a crimson ocean, and with the station's pulsations, ripples spread across the red sea.
It was not actually an ocean, but bloody dreams. The dreams of this multiverse had now been stained red by chaos.
Through the Dream Dimension, these tentacles reached deep into the dreams of different Parallel Universes. The station's owners, this mysterious Civilization, had been monitoring the 3.2818 million Single Universes under their control.
Inside the space station's control room was a robot fitted with dozens of arms. As he frantically operated countless buttons on a conveyor-belt-like console, he reported to someone unknown.
"Descending into dreamspace. Central network connection: Earth-1709 offline, Earth-3278 offline, Earth-16308 offline, Earth-219 offline. Guardians, in the past second, we have lost contact with four worlds. In the past hour, we have lost 29,712. This rate is still accelerating."
Only silence filled the void. Through the space station's surveillance equipment, one could only see tentacles extending and retracting. The tentacles that withdrew indicated that the corresponding Parallel Worlds at those coordinates no longer existed.
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A silent transmission was sent to the robot. His name was Overseer, and he was responsible for processing vast amounts of data and handling logistics. Upon receiving the order, his visor-like eyes lit up red as he replied in a mechanical voice:
"Order received. Initiating Workflow Platform 616. Inputting energy. Triggering ascension of the corresponding universe. Creating Starbrand. Complete."
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Overseer continued tapping at the console. His fingers resembled soft metal plates,