The two joked and roughhoused for a while longer, then quietly leaned against the bar, drinking cheap liquor and watching their surroundings.
"Slade, do you think the worlds Pralaya captured are also amusement parks like this?"
The chimp suddenly seemed to think of something. Gripping the edge of the bar, he wore a grave expression.
"They are somewhat alike, but their purposes must be different." Deathstroke took out a cigarette and lit it, taking a drag before looking up at the spinning ceiling fan and the smoke-blackened wooden ceiling. "Don't forget, Pralaya is the Goddess of the Void. What she seeks is All Things Return to Nothingness, and nothing else."
Strictly speaking, that goddess was not an evil god. It was simply that what she pursued would undoubtedly spell disaster for humanity. Their positions were different, that was all.
She was part of the universe's great cycle. Everything returned to nothingness, and after a long time, new worlds would be born from nothingness, along with life and sentience, before eventually returning to nothingness over the course of countless years.
She was somewhat like Marvel's Firmament, except Firmament changed from generation to generation, renewing each era through the explosion of a Cosmic Egg. She did not. She was an undying mother body, with every cycle taking place within her.
"What a pain. Why do we always run into opponents who are basically insane?" The chimp lit his pipe as well, puffing smoke alongside Deathstroke. The way he sighed perfectly matched the image of an unlucky bastard.
"Right place, wrong time. Or perhaps we simply know too much."
Su Ming gave that answer.
Right place, wrong time was simply another way of saying they were unlucky. They had happened to catch the beginning of this cycle.
As for knowing too much, that