As we all know, many American comic editors have the same idea. When they don’t know how to express an abstract concept, they will concretize it into the image of a character and let them appear in human form.
In comics, and giving it a human character.
On the contrary, if they don't know how to motivate an ordinary person to participate in something, they will add divinity to his character, which is called "messianic awareness."
"Human God" and "Divine Man" are two eternal themes in American comics, and "Sandman" Morpheus happens to be one of the former.
To talk about his origin, we have to start with the Endless Family.
The Endless Family is a character created by giving a human form to an illusory concept and adding human personality traits.
There are seven members in this family, representing dreams, death, fate, despair, desire, madness, and destruction.
These concepts are invisible and intangible in real life, but in comics they have a fixed image, and they even have their own responsibilities and personalities.
The Sandman, or the Dream God, is the Morpheus who now appears in front of Schiller.
It is also well known that all conceptual beings are generally very strong. Unlike superheroes who need positive results to judge their strength, the attributes of these conceptual characters alone are already strong enough.
Morpheus, the Sandman, dominates all dreams. When the first creature in the universe fell into a dream, Morpheus was born. He can create the dreams of a thousand cats to replace reality with dreams, or make people's lives peaceful.
Just like in my dream.
Unlike Marvel, which always emphasizes the strength of conceptual beings or the differences in their professional fields, DC comics prefer to emphasize their unique personalities. For example, Sandman Morpheus is actually the seven members of the Endless Family except Destiny.
The most dedicated one.
It has been mentioned in the comics that he is the most cautious in the performance of his duties. Although he has powerful power, he has never let this power cause trouble. At the same time, his character is relatively withdrawn, he has few friends, and he is always in trouble.
I like to get lost in some philosophical thinking.
Also because the field he works in has little to do with the fields of other endless family members, he has always behaved very mysteriously. He has had countless externalized images, but he always only showed one or two of them. In most cases,
In this case, he was a pale and thin man with dark blue hair and a cloak made of night.
The same is true for the person who appeared in front of Schiller. Of course, it is more likely that everyone sees Sandman Morpheus differently. He is what everyone who sees him thinks he is.
Like this, and Schiller still remembered the image of Morpheus in the comics, so he also showed such an appearance.
The original work also mentioned that the first-generation Sandman Morpheus was moody, but obviously, now he has exceeded the range of moodiness and seems a little angry.
He stared at Schiller with his twinkling eyes, and then said to him in a hoarse voice: "Why did you connect your dream to my dream kingdom, and then put in a..."
His expression at this time is difficult to describe, which is actually very strange, because even if this concept exists, someone's personality will not really express emotions as clearly as ordinary humans, not to mention that Morpheus has always been relatively autistic.
Yes, but now you can see on his face at the same time the disgust, disgust, confusion and confusion after being woken up, and the anger that his home was messed up.
Speaking of the Kingdom of Dreams, it is not difficult to understand. Everyone in the Endless Family has a domain that belongs exclusively to them. In this domain, they are almost omniscient and omnipotent. The domain of the God of Sleep is called the Kingdom of Dreams, which is exactly what it sounds like.
There are some dreamy names, but at this moment, it is hard to say whether the situation in the dreamland that has been pooped can still meet this dreamy style.
"Before you ask me this question, I have many questions to ask you." Schiller looked at Morpheus and said, "I think you should be ready to answer these questions of mine, right?"
"Don't tell me that you know nothing about my situation."
"Let that madman leave my home first." Morpheus emphasized again: "Do you know what he did in the Kingdom of Dreams???"
"I can imagine that I feel very sorry and deeply sympathize."
Morpheus looked at Schiller, and Schiller looked at Morpheus. Neither of them wanted to give in, but fortunately, they were in a dream now, and the most indispensable thing in a dream is time.
Perhaps the clown had really done something outrageous, or perhaps Morpheus himself was somewhat interested in Schiller. In the end, he gave in first and said, "What do you want to ask?"
"I must tell you first. Many things I know cannot be described to you humans. The world in our eyes is different."
"Of course, of course, I know very well..." Schiller stretched out his hand to make a comforting gesture, and then asked Morpheus to sit on the sofa opposite him.
The globe on the table behind him keeps spinning, but this time, he does not have a globe on his head, but just like in real life, he looks like a normal human being.
"Before I ask the question, I think you may also have some doubts, such as why I wanted to find you and how I found you."
Schiller seemed very relaxed, as if he was not facing a powerful enemy, but an old friend. He explained to Morpheus: "You can control all dreams, which means you can read
Taking all my memories, including those in the surface consciousness space and the deep consciousness space, I don’t think I need to introduce too much about my origins.”
"Actually, I had doubts as early as the first time I had some changes in my sleep, because I knew that this world is completely different from the world I originally lived in. All the concepts here are created by you, some concepts, or
Talk about what the gods control,"
"This sounds incredible, but it actually makes it easier for me to reason, because if there is a problem in a certain field, the person responsible for it will definitely be found."
"For example, if something always happens to me while I'm sleeping, who else can I look for but the Sandman?"
"Of course, I know that these areas you control are very critical to this universe, so you are very busy and have no time to explain certain details to me. This is understandable, but it doesn't matter. Since you don't come to me to talk, then I
You can also go to your door and ring the doorbell..."
Morpheus's face was very ugly. Although he had always been pale, anyone could see now that his expression was very unnatural. He said, "That's how you knock on the door? Put someone who is not under the control of dreams, or
Said that a madman who can’t even understand his dreams is put into my home???”
Morpheus's voice had some wonderful rhythms, a bit like a singer singing an aria. He said: "You have no idea how dangerous you have done. He almost made a big hole in the dreamland."
, Fortunately, I woke up in time to stop him. Once he succeeded, the creatures in the dream kingdom ran out..."
Morpheus shook his head and said: "My work of thousands of years will be in vain, and it will probably take another tens of thousands of years to make up for this accident."
"This is just an attempt of mine." Schiller did not shirk responsibility, but continued: "You have to know that I am just an ordinary human being. I don't know how many ringing doorbells it takes to give conceptual beings like you to
Wake up..."
“So you just played the loudest one??”
"Yes, when something happens frequently in my sleep, I know who I am looking for, and the next step is how to find you."
"I think that since you are the God of Dreams, you must control the dreams of everyone in the world, including mine. The only question is, how do you control the dreams of these people?"
"I know very well that there is absolutely no shadow of you in my surface consciousness space. I have a strong ability to control my surface consciousness space, including the construction of more than 330 floors of thinking palaces here, and the evolution of countless personalities.
Residents have built many areas with special rules. I have meticulous control over this place, and I am very sure that no outsiders live here."
"So, I guess, you must be in a deeper space of consciousness."
"However, in order to build a temple of thought, I laid a very solid foundation for my superficial consciousness. This led to a very embarrassing situation. I couldn't pry open this foundation by myself. It was like asking someone to
In the real world, it’s just as difficult to go up to the sky with your left foot and your right foot.”
"So, when I discovered a wonderful drug that could have an effect on human dreams, I came up with this idea. I asked a friend of mine to mix certain liquids together to create a drug that could
The wine that connects human dreams..."
"Then I invited my friends into this consciousness space, and with the help of another psychologist, I dug through the foundation of the surface consciousness, allowing Jack to jump into my deep consciousness, and then dig all the way down..."
"Actually, before you showed up, I wasn't sure whether Digging would be your dream country, but now it seems that my guess was correct..."
"Reality and dreams are two sides of the same coin. If the top of my mind is 'reality', then the bottom of my deep consciousness should be your dream kingdom."
"And the reason why I want to wake you up with a doorbell is because I hope you can answer me..."
Schiller looked at Morpheus and said, "What happened to that thing that keeps happening in my sleep?"
"Are you going to keep that annoying doorbell ringing if I don't answer?"
"Don't say that." Schiller waved his hand and said, "Just like you can't control him, I can't control him either. Although I made a trivial transaction with him, I can't control where he wants to go.
Unable to control."
"Then let me ask another question..." Morpheus's tone has always been a little cold, or the kind of resistance to communication unique to autistic and withdrawn people.
"If I answer your question, you can get him away, right?"