"Not bad. Your mental fortitude is far beyond that of your peers."
Deathstroke, disguised as Batwoman, patted the girl on the back, offering encouragement and warmth, though the air she and Bobo were breathing had been created by him with Quantum Concepts.
There truly was nothing in this Void.
"What should I do, Batwoman?"
"I plan to spend all day with Pralaya." Deathstroke made a Captain America reference. Of course, while playing Batwoman, he could not laugh and had to pretend it was merely a coincidence. "That mad Goddess just annihilated your universe, so we'll use your memories of the world to recreate it."
That was the nature of the Void. It could be an ending, or it could be a beginning.
A world that had dissipated within it could also be created again. The process could be seen as "remembering" or "recollecting," or any definition one cared to give it. In short, it was the antonym of "Oblivion," in terms easiest for oneself to understand.
At that moment, Bobo seemed to gain an entirely new understanding of "Omega" and "Alpha." His eyes widened, and for a moment, he could not speak.
So what Darkseid had been pursuing—that ultimate darkness—was actually the Void?
But that mad Cosmic Tyrant was already dead, leaving no way to verify it with him. Even if he were alive, the ape would never have asked him.
"My memories?" Mindy looked a little lost and pointed to her head. "I'm only a middle school student. I don't know much, and there are lots of things I don't understand."
"Very good. Saying that means you have a clear understanding of yourself."
Batwoman continued encouraging her and handed her some chocolate.
"Knowing yourself is the prerequisite for knowing the world. If you cannot even see your own place