What humanity knew was far less than what it ought to have known, and even less than the unknown truths hidden within the universe.
Perhaps because acquiring knowledge always came at a price, and that price was beyond what humanity could afford.
That was the situation now. The destruction of Earth might once have appeared in some people's dreams, and they had merely laughed it off. But when it happened in reality, people would not get a second chance to think or search for a way to survive.
Many people believed that before death, one saw a slideshow of one's life—a final burst of electrical signals in the brain causing a rapid overload of memories.
But no one in the scientific community could step forward and prove what it really was, because no one had ever died and returned to explain the results of their analysis.
The conversation among Deathstroke's group did not last long. About ten minutes later, the destruction of the two Earths had become inevitable. Doctor Doom recalled the Black Swans, then joined Deathstroke in peering through the well that could observe the universe, watching the final collision in the Multiverse.
The two Earths had already turned fiery red. Their oceans had evaporated, exposing a surface where magma churned. As the two spheres drew closer and closer, their surfaces shattered under abnormal gravity, breaking into fragments of varying sizes and rising into the air.
Their magnetic fields began to grind against each other, and their gravity wells started interfering with one another. Powerful currents arose from their magnetic interaction, linking the two Earths with countless silver threads.
The massive lightning tore through and incinerated the atmosphere. The next second came the silent, terrifying collision.
First came destruction on the material level. Too many died. Doom's Micro-Robots were