Lucifer did not insist that Deathstroke watch the decadent, depraved footage with him. There were plenty of people willing to share twisted pleasures with him every day; tonight, he could simply hold a viewing and appreciation party.
So he was in no hurry. He composed his expression, elegantly lifted his milk tea, and took a small sip.
"For you, the greater universe may be a difficult problem. But if I get involved, I still have a tiny bit of authority over God's creations."
Savoring the wonderful taste of the milk tea, Lucifer comfortably closed his eyes and held up his jade-white fingers with only a tiny gap between them.
"Much as I hate to admit it, my damned old man really does have some assets. For example, that hypertime concept you people talk about—I can make use of it too."
If the world Barry was currently in was also one of God's creations, then Lucifer had a way. He was the Child of Light who had betrayed Heaven; causing destruction was his specialty.
Why was the Time Concept connected to God?
Just recall Genesis. What did God create on the first day? What did He create on the second? He worked for six days and rested on the seventh. Seven days made a week.
So Perpetua might have created Multiverse 1, the place everyone now inhabited, but above her, above the Endless and the Hand of Creation, there was still the omnipotent God.
However, before the Rebirth event, the "God" upon the throne in Seventh Heaven had already died. He was reborn in the void as a grotesque lump of flesh, driving most of the Angels mad, and the Millennium War between Hell and Heaven erupted once again.
That was another matter entirely, unrelated to today's subject.
"Just tell me