Chapter 73

Messiah's eyes burned with fire, and he had already mentally sentenced the death penalty to anyone who dared to use Jason to plot against him.

"Mimi, ignore me." Little Damian frowned in dissatisfaction. He didn't understand why his brother suddenly changed his attitude. He patted Messiah's thigh hard to try to get his attention back, "Look at me."

Messiah looked down at little Damian and gave him a forced smile. "I have something urgent to do. Can you stay here for a while?"

If it was something else, he would have taken Damian along, but the scene might be quite bloody, and Messiah felt that Damian was not fit to witness it.

Little Damian keenly sensed Messiah's reluctance. He wanted to care about Messiah, but his little brain and previous habits made him not know what to do. He had to act willful and refused Messiah to leave alone.

"I don't want to go together." Little Damian grabbed Messiah's sleeve and refused to let go. "We have to go together."

Messiah's mind was drawn to the increasingly powerful heartbeat. Without time to comfort Damian, he immediately agreed to take him with him.

"When I ask you to close your eyes later, you must close them obediently."

Messiah suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, reluctantly warned Damian, and then teleported decisively with Damian, who had skillfully hugged his thigh.

In the gray cemetery, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of a tombstone, and then suddenly staggered.

Messiah didn't expect him to be here.

He didn't expect it.

...Why is it here?

Messiah lowered his head inch by inch like a stiff puppet, looking at the familiar tombstone with a blank expression, the tombstone that was unforgettable to him.

[Jason Todd is buried here

—The best son, the best brother, and an excellent soldier.]

The words on the tombstone were carved bit by bit by him as he watched Bruce. They were stained with his tears and dripped with Bruce's blood.

The ground in the graveyard was shaking, and something was hitting the wooden boards hard, and fingers scratching the wood made a teeth-grinding crackling sound.

What is this? Why is the coffin moving? Why is something tickling the coffin?

The huge impact made Messiah freeze in place, his mind was blank, his emotions were empty, and he even forgot what he was doing. Only the familiar "plop, plop" sound hit his soul again and again.

The sound of rapid breathing and objects hitting the coffin came from under the tombstone, which was where Jason's heart was beating.

Why is there breathing in the coffin? Why is Jason's heartbeat in the grave? Why is there a living person in the coffin?

It was a simple question, but Messiah couldn't get the answer.

He stood in front of the shaking tombstone with a blank expression, and even forgot to simulate his breathing and heartbeat.

"Mimi? Who is Jason?"

Little Damian's crisp voice reached Messiah's ears. Messiah suddenly shuddered, and his brain restarted instantly, finally recovering from the blank and numb state.

Messiah murmured to himself, "Jason... Jason..."

"Jason!"

He's alive, he's breathing, his heart is beating!

The Messiah pounced on the shaking tomb and dug the soil on it in ecstasy, even forgetting that he still had power.

Jason is alive! Jason is resurrected!

Little Damian slowly opened his mouth wide, watching in shock as his guardian pounced on the grave without any image and frantically dug at the soil.

The white cloak fell on the ground, and was directly covered with dirt and stains, but the owner of the cloak did not care about it at all. He just knelt on the ground and dug the soil with his hands.

"B...Bruce...Messiah...Dick...help me, I can't breathe."

Faint sobbing sounds were heard from the coffin. The resurrected person trapped in the coffin scratched the coffin lid hard, calling out the names of his relatives, trying to get redemption.

Messiah dug his fingers into the soil and replied to the resurrected man in a panic, "I'm here! I'm here!"

The resurrected man seemed not to hear the Messiah's response, and continued to cry out his name randomly in a faint sobbing voice: "Messiah... B... save me."

"Don't be afraid, Jason, I'm the Messiah. I'll rescue you now, I'll rescue you now." The Messiah responded to him in a panic, "Don't be afraid... I'm here, I'm here!"

At this moment, the Messiah showed no trace of a dictator who ruled the world single-handedly. Even his long platinum hair hung messily on the ground, with the ends of his hair covered with dirt.

Little Damian looked at the scene blankly: "...Mimi?"

This is not like Mimi at all. Mimi should be either decisive and ruthless or gentle and calm. Why is she so embarrassed?

Messiah gasped for breath as he dug the grave, and after digging out two more handfuls of soil, he suddenly realized that he still had power.

The ability that was forgotten in the panic was finally remembered by Messiah.

Messiah stood up tremblingly. He took a few deep breaths and finally managed to think after calming down.

But Jason's weak calls of "Messiah" shattered Messiah's thoughts. His blank brain made Messiah unable to think of how to use his ability to dig Jason out for a moment, but rescuing Jason was imminent.

Messiah closed his eyes tightly, opened them and jumped across space without hesitation, then fell into a dark and narrow space, hugging the resurrected person tightly.

The resurrected man suddenly stopped crying and scratching the coffin. He blankly hugged the unknown person who suddenly appeared. The familiar body temperature calmed his kicking legs and feet.

"Messiah..." The resurrected man nuzzled Messiah's neck and fell silent. "I, I missed you."

Messiah hugged Jason tightly, and golden light suddenly exploded, breaking through the closed coffin and the soil six feet above.

Air and moonlight poured into the coffin. The resurrected man breathed in deep breaths of fresh air. The moonlight sprinkled on his face, illuminating the lifeless eyes of the black-haired, blue-eyed boy.

The Messiah walked out of the coffin holding the resurrected person.

Little Damian stared at the scene in a daze.

The white-blonde boy was holding his treasure, standing on the broken grave, with an expression that seemed to be both crying and laughing.

"You're still alive... You've been resurrected, and you're still by my side." Messiah looked down at the resurrected man's face, his fingers trembling as he touched his heart, feeling its throbbing beat. "Jason, you're back."

The resurrected man slowly moved his eyes, and the face of the Messiah was reflected in his lifeless blue eyes. When a tear fell on his cheek, the resurrected man, who had not moved since breaking open the coffin, raised his hand.

The bloody hand touched Messiah's cheek, leaving a blood mark on Messiah's face, and the blood mark turned into a light pink under the wash of tears.

"Don't... cry..." The resurrected man - Jason Todd stuttered out a few words, "Messiah, I'm here..."

Messiah felt the warm touch on his cheek, and finally could no longer control his emotions, burying his head in Jason and crying loudly.

"Mimi, are you crying?"

Little Damian sucked his fingers in shock. Messiah's performance today exceeded his understanding. It was the first time he saw Messiah in such a mess, the first time he saw Messiah have strong emotional fluctuations, and the first time he saw Messiah cry.

The appearance of Messiah at that moment was deeply imprinted in little Damian's mind, and he could not forget it even after he grew up and had been separated from Messiah for many years.

Hearing little Damian's question, Messiah wiped the tears from his face, barely controlling his inner excitement, and smiled at little Damian.

"Damian, this is Jason, our brother." Messiah walked towards Damian, holding Jason in his arms. He lowered his head and introduced Jason to Damian. "He was once killed by a sinner, but now he has triumphed over death and returned to us."

Children's emotions come and go quickly. Little Damian soon forgot the shock he had just felt. He clung to Messiah's arm and stood on tiptoe, observing Jason curiously.

"Brother?" Little Damian touched Jason's face carefully. "Like Mimi?"

"Yes." Messiah lowered his eyes gently to look at little Damian and Jason, everything he had, his entire world, "You are the most important things to me."

After introducing Jason to little Damian, Messiah looked down at Jason's lifeless face, suppressed the uneasiness surging in his heart, and introduced Damian to Jason with a smile.

"Jason, this is Damian, Damian Wayne, Bruce's bloodline son." Messiah half-knelt down so Jason could see Damian's appearance clearly. "He has always lived with me. He is our younger brother."

Jason didn't look at Damian as Messiah expected, his eyes didn't even tremble, as if he was a soulless puppet.

Messiah's smile faded slightly. He suppressed the uneasiness that surged in his heart and smiled helplessly: "Are you tired? If you are tired, go to sleep. We can deal with the rest tomorrow."

Jason didn't react, not even a blink.

The smile on Messiah's face completely disappeared, returning to the expressionless state that little Damian was most familiar with.

Little Damian felt that he should be happy that Mimi had returned to his familiar self.

However, seeing Messiah looking down at Jason with an expressionless face, little Damian felt that he was very unhappy, extremely unhappy.

"Mimi, smile." Little Damian shook Messiah's arm vigorously, thinking that as long as Messiah smiled, he would not be unhappy.

Messiah forced a smile. Jason's puppet-like state gave him an ominous premonition.

"Let's go home first." Messiah let little Damian hold him, "...and we'll talk about it when we get home."

·Garden of Eden

Messiah grasped Jason's hand, which hung at his side, and stared intently at the doctor who had pronounced his verdict on Jason's condition. His expression was icy and terrifying. "Tell me again, what do you mean by no hope of waking up?"

"He can move, speak, and recognize me and know my name." Messiah suppressed his anger and spoke word by word, "How could there be no hope of recovery?!"

The doctor swallowed hard. Facing the dictator who ruled the earth, he was already quite calm enough not to cry.

"But this is the truth," the doctor said tremblingly. "His brain is severely damaged. The fact that he can still move his body is a blessing from God. It's absolutely impossible for him to regain consciousness and live a normal life."

"You can think of him as a vegetative patient who can move. There's even hope for recovery for vegetative patients, but he's truly gone."

Under the Messiah's terrifying gaze, the doctor closed his eyes and said, "Even if you kill me, it will be useless! Unless a miracle happens, he will always be like this."

【Author’s words】

The version used here is the one in which Superboy-Prime breaks through the Origin Wall, causing a chain reaction that leads to Jason's resurrection. That is, Jason digs himself out of the coffin, then wanders around Gotham, and is finally picked up by the League of Assassins and thrown into Lazarus to regain consciousness.

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I was struggling with Messiah's reaction when Jason was resurrected, so I was really stuck... Fortunately, I finally finished writing it, and both Jason and I were resurrected in the new chapter [rainbow fart]