"You said that dark matter is caused by the fear of the universe and the things we regret. The thing I have always been afraid of is not being able to protect the people around me from the mess I know."
Wally looked at the starry sky in the distance, and patted the big tree next to him with his hand. Under the tree, there were still the remnants of a picnic with his children.
"This is the Dark Multiverse. When they were born, they were filled with the regrets of the world builders." The God of Time waved his cloak behind him and summoned the Mobius Chair from the moon in the past: "They are not
A perfect world, although I don’t quite understand why the Creator thinks so, but there is no doubt that after he created them, he would shake his head with regret and leave them here.”
"Perhaps it is fear. The World Forger is afraid of Perpetua, and now it is the regretful multiverse he created out of fear that gave her a chance to escape." Wally looked at the chair, which was silent.
The ground is floating there: "All cause and effect always seems to form a closed loop in an invisible place, just like the speed force plane is actually a hollow sphere."
"Maybe... I've found the Möbius chair for you. Are you still sure you want to do that?"
The Time God's face, which seemed to be made of metal, had no expression, but his tone was very concerned.
"This should be your earliest plan, right?" Wally smiled, and he turned to look at the giant: "You have already predicted what choice I will make. If my sacrifice can save the multiverse, you know that I will not
Hesitant. I am already guilty and have killed my friend, so using my life in exchange for the survival of the universe is a huge profit."
Tempus still looked calm, but his words were slightly apologetic:
"I'm sorry, that's what I thought earlier, but after getting in touch with you, I think you are a veritable hero. What was wrong was just the way you applied the Speed Force. Your original intention was not to kill anyone."
The third-generation Flash nodded happily without any grudge in his heart. For Wally, it was enough to know that he was still useful.
Regarding sacrifice, he had been prepared from the first day he put on the tights. If he was afraid of death, why would he be a superhero?
"Tell me about the Mobius Chair. I know that at some point in time, Night Owl from Earth 3 sat on it, but died immediately. Later, Batman also sat on it, and he seemed to know something about it.
Something incredible."
He changed the topic and got down to business. Time was tight and the Laughing Bat would not give himself much time to launch his plan.
"Batman on Earth-0...is a special case."
When it came to the Dark Knight, even the God of Time was speechless for a moment. He didn't know how to define the incarnation of fear, but he quickly continued to talk about business:
"When a creature sits on this chair, it will oppress all your senses with pure knowledge, instilling all the knowledge of the entire multiverse, including the multiple sides of light and darkness, the past, present, and future, into the creature's body.
Mind.”
"Well, I probably know this. I heard that this is the first dangerous step."
Wally nodded to continue.
"Metron, who made the Moebius chair, is a member of the New Protoss. His physical strength far exceeds that of humans. This chair is an information collection tool he prepared for himself. It is not for humans, or even for other races.
"
Tempus told what he knew in a calm tone, as if describing an ordinary piece of furniture:
"Judging from the running speed of the brains of most living things, the moment they sit on it, their brains will be overwhelmed by the massive amount of information. The number of living creatures dying on the chairs is hundreds more than you know.
Times."
"Batman can do it, because he is Batman, right?" Wally said a joke, and then became serious: "So you chose me, because the nearly out-of-control Speed Force allows my brain to operate at a speed far faster than anyone else's.
, you think I can handle the amount of information this chair transmits."
The stars twinkled in the sky, and Fijinet's golden face turned towards the man.
"It's just a probability. You know that even as the God of Time, I can't see clearly the future of you speedsters."
The god shook his head and paused briefly:
"Even if you survive successfully, that information will occupy every corner of your brain, and will continue to come in a steady stream. This universe will no longer have secrets for you, but you will also lose all emotions.
Passion, love, and relationships will all leave you, and you will become a saint, at the cost of eternal loneliness."
Wally took a deep breath, looked at the chair, and then at the God of Time:
"So, as long as I sit on it, I will no longer be able to take care of my wife and children, and even myself will not be able to occupy a place in my brain. This is really a good way to forget painful memories."
"Self-knowledge is really small compared to your knowledge of the entire universe."
Temps did not answer Wally's question directly, but explained the matter from the side.
"Well, if we can save our multiverse and prevent the next invasion of dark matter from invading the dark multiverse and affecting the other side of our lives, then do it." Wally didn't waver at all: "But I have one more request.
You have to help me send the children back to Earth 0, to their mother, and you know which Linda I'm talking about."
"No problem." The God of Time agreed.
Wally took out the short staff that contained the power of time from his arms. The blue light on it was very dazzling. He handed it to the god:
"Then let's start now. Thank you, Time God, thank you for lending me strength and reminding me of who I used to be. Thank you for allowing me to save everything on the road, and finally spend the last perfect time with my children.
day."
The God of Time smiled, waved his hand gently, and the short staff disappeared like a bubble:
"You did it yourself. The scepter never existed from the beginning. It was just a prop to convey hope to you. To be precise, it awakened the hope that has always existed in your heart and was saved by your speed force.
the universe.”
The Flash twisted his mouth and pulled up his hood from the back of his neck:
"Those of you who play tactics are very dirty-minded, but thank you anyway. I am more confident now."
After saying that, he stepped towards the Mobius Chair. He needed that knowledge, the knowledge of how to use the Speed Force to seal dark matter.
"Goodbye, Wally, I hope you can still have yourself, so we may have a chance to chat again."
At this moment, the two children in the tent finally realized the fact that their father was not around. After waking up and rubbing their sleepy eyes, they only saw the back of their father walking towards the mysterious chair.
"dad?"
They all had the Speed Force, so they immediately put on their uniforms and wanted to help Wally, but the God of Time stretched out his big hand and held them in his palm.
Wally stood on the platform of the chair, turned around, and sat down slowly. He extended his hands to the children and said goodbye with a smile:
"I love you forever."
The next second, blue electric light enveloped the entire dark multiverse, and the Möbius strip on the chair burst into an extremely dazzling light.