Chapter 81
Time passes by every second.
Messiah stared at Bruce's face, into those blue eyes that held tenderness and pleading in them, and the image of Bruce three years ago came to his mind.
At that time, he had not yet ruled the world. Bruce was still the beloved baby Bruce in Gotham, with a handsome face that seemed to be drenched in honey, and blue eyes more beautiful than the brightest aquamarine.
But now, Bruce had been forced to hide underground for many years. In just three years, he had white hair on his temples, his face was tired and haggard, and his blue eyes were full of red bloodshot. He no longer looked like the baby Bruce.
Bruce looked even more miserable and weaker now than when he was injured during the night patrol and forced to recuperate at home. It was as if he had suffered some incurable injury, an unhealed wound that had tortured him for years, leaving him in his current exhausted state.
Messiah stared at Bruce for a long time, knowing what the wound that Bruce could not heal was.
——It’s him.
It was he who made Bruce feel pain and tortured him every day.
...Why, I just wanted to protect someone, but why did I end up hurting the person I was protecting?
"Messiah, come to me, will you?"
Bruce whispered Messiah's name, "Let's go home together. Jason and Damian haven't seen Alfred for a long time."
He didn't mention anything more.
If the rebels succeed in taking back the Earth, Messiah, as the "white tyrant" who has ruled the Earth for so many years, will definitely have many people demanding that Messiah be tried or imprisoned.
At that time, Bruce would vouch for the Messiah with his life, keep his child by his side, and protect his child.
Messiah did not reply.
Night fell little by little, but Messiah remained silent.
The Messiah thought a lot about the changes he brought to the world, about the people he saved, about the people he hurt, and about the never-ending opposition and curses.
He knew that what Bruce said made sense. He treated humans as pets, deprived them of their freedom and dignity, controlled their future single-handedly, and stifled their ability to develop and progress.
Among the voices of opposition and curses that Messiah heard, he had actually discovered this problem a long time ago, but Messiah never felt that he was wrong.
This is a necessary sacrifice to protect everyone and to save the world.
But he forgot his original intention.
The Messiah's original intention was not to lose important people again and to make everyone live happily in this world.
However, in the end, the people important to him broke with him, stood against him and formed a resistance army, and he still lost them.
He wanted everyone to be happy, but later it gradually developed into sacrificing the happiness of some people in exchange for the happiness of the majority. Now it has evolved into not having to consider the feelings of human beings, as long as they can live "happy" lives.
Messiah slowly raised his eyes and scanned the faces of the rebels surrounding him. Each of those different faces showed hatred, anger, and fear towards him.
He wanted to bring them happiness.
But now, it seems that all it brings to them is pain.
Messiah looked at those faces filled with hatred and fear, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have become the person he hated the most, another supreme leader.
What should I do now? Should I continue to make the best of this mistake, continue to rule the world, erase everyone's negativity, and use another method to achieve my goal of making everyone happy? Or should I give up and return this mess to humanity?
The noise coming from the rebels became louder and louder. Finally, someone pushed through the rebel ranks and successfully rushed into the scene where Messiah and Bruce were staring at each other.
"Messiah!"
The decorator struggled to shake off the rebel's grip on him: "Don't leave us, please!"
"Batman, please don't hurt the Messiah! He is a good man, our savior!" someone shouted at the top of his lungs, "He saved us all and brought us hope and a future!"
"Even though he is cruel, arrogant, and inhuman, and you all call him a white tyrant, he is our Messiah, our savior, and he has saved us all!"
Courage drove them into the encirclement of the rebels. Under the premise of potentially losing everything they had, the rebels' guns became less scary.
Bruce's expression changed instantly, and Messiah was suddenly stunned.
Messiah slowly turned his head and looked at the supporters who rushed in. They were being dragged out by the rebels in a miserable state, and the rebels who were dragging them were equally miserable.
Compared to these supporters who are just ordinary people, the rebels should be superior, but the look in their eyes when they look at these supporters is full of fear, as if they are looking at a group of monsters that have opened Pandora's box.
Witnessing the confrontation between Batman and Messiah, the rebels had already seen Messiah give up hope. They all saw Messiah's silence and trance, but everything was different after these supporters arrived.
The previous Messiah realized the harm he was causing to the world and was likely to give up ruling the world. But after his supporters pleaded with him to stay, would he give up and continue ruling the world?
The rebels were terrified and the supporters were cheering.
Messiah looked at the two groups of people who had completely opposite positions but looked equally embarrassed and frightened, and many things flashed through his mind.
This is the hurt and fear I brought to them, but also the salvation and hope I brought to them.
"I'm sorry." Messiah whispered.
Then, he slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was resolute determination in his eyes.
Messiah looked at Bruce deeply, then paused on Dick's face for a few seconds. His eyes swept over Jason's face inch by inch, and then turned to Damian who was stopped by the guardian in the Garden of Eden, and Alfred who was silently preparing dinner in Wayne Manor.
"I'm sorry," Messiah whispered. "I'm not coming home."
After taking one last look at Jason, who looked lifeless, Messiah flew into the dark sky without hesitation.
Bruce's cries and the cries of mankind were left far behind by Messiah. All he could see were the fluorescent code in the sky and the never-ending sound of the wind in his ears.
Once again, the Messiah stood above the code.
He looked at the scarred humanity on Earth, at the tombstones, at Gotham and Metropolis.
You only have the power to destroy, not the power to save?
You are wrong. You can destroy, you can protect, and naturally you can save. It's just that you think you can't. Your will affects your power and the way you act.
So you use destruction to save, and you also use destruction to protect. After destroying a world that could have been saved, you make another world scarred.
The Messiah thought that he had judged so many sinners, but he never realized that the biggest sinner in the world was himself.
No matter how many crimes those criminals have committed, who can compare to you, who destroyed an entire world and forcibly ruled the earth?
Messiah closed his eyes.
Golden energy surged out of the Messiah's body, rushing towards the golden sky, sinking into the golden film covering the earth, and into the codes hanging above every city.
The golden film covering the earth continued to extend, and finally covered the sky of Gotham and Metropolis. Finally, its border was connected at the junction of Gotham and Metropolis, and it became a golden sphere that completely covered the earth.
Golden lines descended from the sky and sank into everyone's solar plexus, even Bruce and Jason were no exception.
Messiah exhaled softly.
A golden light suddenly shone, and the codes shone with an unprecedentedly bright light, and they began to operate according to the will of the Messiah.
All over the world, the guardians with gentle and mechanical expressions suddenly showed pain. They covered their foreheads and roared, and then the light in their eyes lit up one after another.
"Where am I?!"
"Holy shit! What's wrong with this outfit?"
"Damn it, who handcuffed me to the car?"
The Messiah returns the will to the Guardians.
The golden film covering the earth began to ripple, rain poured out of the film, and a golden rain fell over the earth.
The golden drops of water fell on the Garden of Eden, and also on the snow-white skyscrapers that were forcibly transformed by the Garden of Eden. They fell on every place that was changed by the Garden of Eden, but avoided the houses of the poor people who were transformed by the Garden of Eden.
The Garden of Eden melted under the golden rain and turned back into the prison it once was: the orphanage kept shrinking, ripples suddenly appeared around the children, and they returned to their parents: the renovated houses also gradually revealed their former appearance under the washing of the golden rain.
The Messiah returns to the world everything he has transformed, leaving only the transformation he brought to the desperate.
Bruce's eyes suddenly widened as he watched Eden quickly fade and transform back into the Arkham Asylum.
He instantly realized what the Messiah was going to do.
"No! Messiah! Come back!" Bruce raised his head in embarrassment, the golden rain soaking his hair. He shouted to the sky, "I don't need you to do this!"
The only sound in Messiah's ears was the sound of raindrops, and he was still exerting all his strength.
The golden rain also emitted a soft golden light. The rain, as bright and dazzling as molten gold, fell on the scarred bodies of the rebels, on the mutilated limbs of the disabled, and on the depressed faces of the people.
The golden rain wet Bruce's white hair, his scarred body, and his haggard face.
Jason looked up blankly, his eyes fixed on the small figure in the sky without blinking. The golden rain poured over his body, flowing down his collar into his chest where the autopsy scar remained.
The golden raindrops fell on Jason's eyeballs. Jason suddenly blinked, as if stimulated by the golden rain, and tears suddenly shed from his lifeless blue eyes.
"M-Mi… Messiah. Brother."
The warm and holy power flowed into people's bodies along with the golden rain. It healed the wounds of the rebels, restored the limbs of the disabled, and soothed the negative emotions in people's hearts.
Bruce was back to being the bright and shining Baby Brucey.
Jason suddenly staggered, covered his forehead in pain and fell to his knees. Golden rain continued to fall on him, and the warm and holy power soothed him like a gentle big hand.
The golden rain seemed to be particularly fond of Jason. The raindrops falling on Jason seemed to be brighter, but Jason's pain did not diminish in the slightest.
Because his pain does not come from the body, but from the heart.
After a year of death and two years of losing his sanity, Jason finally returned to this world, but he had to face another farewell at the same time.
"Messiah...why?"
Jason covered his splitting headache forehead and suddenly looked up at the sky, his face filled with uncontrollable anger. "You idiot, I'm the only dead bird out there, there's no dead bird alliance here for you to join!"
"What's the point of asking for death?! Come back here!"
Messiah seemed not to hear Jason's angry roar. He controlled the golden rain to heal the wounds he had created for the world bit by bit, and then closed his palms.
The golden thread that penetrated everyone's solar plexus finally began to exert its force.
Dick's expression changed drastically: "Messiah!"
The cries of his family members did not reach the Messiah's ears. At this moment, he was no longer the Messiah with a family, but the "Messiah" who saved the world that was destined to be destroyed.
Golden rain washed over the earth, washing away the last trace of darkness remaining around the earth.
The golden thread forcibly overwhelmed the will of mankind, erasing the existence of the Messiah and the Garden of Eden from their memories bit by bit.
The Bat-family is no exception.
Bruce tried to wrest control back through willpower, but the golden thread was unwavering and unstoppable, erasing the memory of his child.
Jason tried to tear off the golden thread of his sunglass, but those colorful memories faded away bit by bit. The other half of his soul, the blood brother that could not be separated except by death, was stripped away like this.
Messiah whispered, "I'm sorry."
If he hadn't shown up in the first place and developed a bond with them, they wouldn't have been hurt.
The golden thread transmitted all those memories back to the code, and then gradually dissipated into the air.
The heavy rain is still falling.
The Messiah healed the wounds he had caused to the earth bit by bit, and finally ended it completely at the moment when the day broke.
The golden rain stopped, the code dissipated, the sky suddenly brightened, and Gotham welcomed the long-lost blue sky after the rain.
It was an ordinary day in Gotham.
Bruce was woken up from his sleepy state by Damian, who, with a stern face like a little adult, conveyed Alfred's ultimatum to him.
"He said that if you don't get up, Dad, Todd will take over your breakfast for the next week."
In the restaurant downstairs, Jason laughed evilly and smeared hot sauce on Bruce's breakfast. Dick next to him showed a toothache expression, and Tim, who was drinking coffee, moved his chair away calmly.
Bruce walked down the stairs dejectedly, followed by Damian with his head held high.
On the wall of Wayne Manor hangs a family portrait of the Wayne family.
As Bruce passed by the family photo, his eyes briefly lingered on the blank space beside Jason. A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he was soon attracted by the children's screams.
"My coffee!! Who squeezed mustard into it?"
"Hahaha, it must be the devil's cub."
"Go to hell, Todd, you framed me!"
"Woooa ...
Bruce sighed helplessly, and under Alfred's smiling gaze, he walked towards his children.
In the sky of Gotham, Messiah withdrew his gaze from Wayne Manor.
[End the game?]
After the end, this week cannot be replayed. 】
[yes]
In the void, a certain being covered his forehead with his hands in pain.
Why is it so difficult to raise a child... He will never be lazy again and find someone to help him raise the child.
The scenery around Messiah suddenly changed, the laughter and noise in Wayne Manor completely disappeared, and he returned to the boundless pure white space.
A light screen pops up automatically:
[End of the second round, Dark Multiverse: Laughing Bat has been sealed, and the CG has been automatically included]
【Achievement: White Tyrant】
【Would you like to view this week's CG?】
Messiah stared at the screen for a while, then slowly clicked [Yes].
A spliced family photo appeared in front of him. On the left was Messiah, who was hugged by Jason and smiling, and on the right was the family photo with a blank corner.
The bats in the family portrait smiled, and a blank corner remained forever in Wayne Manor.
[The CG of "Eternal White" has been included]
Messiah stared at the family portrait quietly until the sound of 'game system' rang in his ears.
"You saved a doomed world, why aren't you happy?"
Messiah listened to the question from the 'Game System'. He did not answer the 'Game System's' question. Instead, he asked, "This isn't actually a game, is it?"
The 'Game System' was not surprised by Messiah's sharpness, but still chose to remain silent.
He did not answer the Messiah's question, but said, "Just keep going and you will find the answer yourself."
Messiah was silent for a moment, then returned his gaze to the family portrait in the "Eternal White" CG.
He did not start the second game as quickly as he did at the end of the first round, but continued to stare at the family portrait intently.
"I need to calm down," Messiah said calmly, "but I will continue."
Because he has not yet atoned for his sins.
He needs to atone for the world he destroyed and the people he killed.
The 'Game System' looked at the Messiah with a headache, realizing that He seemed to have made a mistake in the direction of raising His children.
His previous children were too arrogant, and his current children are too soft. Why can't they strike a balance?
If I had known this, I wouldn’t have lied to the Messiah.
The 'Game System' sighed silently, withdrew its gaze from Messiah, and left the space for Messiah himself.
Messiah sat on the ground with his hands on his knees, tilted his head back and looked quietly at the family portrait on the screen, looking at the smiling faces of his family members in the second round of the world.
goodbye.
【Author’s words】
The second week is over [Sunglasses]
100 works have been collected and updated, and the third week will start tomorrow [scatter flowers]
By the way, I will push my pre-collection hehehe
Alluka Wants to Be a Batboy, Too
Born into a killer family
The twin brother of the killer family heir
Serious dad, neurotic mom
Black hair and blue eyes
So Alluka Zoldyck was reincarnated as Alluka Aug, and became Damian's twin brother in the Assassin's League.
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After Damian and Alluka returned to the Wayne family, everyone found that compared to Damian, who looked like a little tyrant, Alluka was weak and cute, and especially liked to act coquettishly with his family. He didn't look like he grew up in the Assassin's League at all.
Until one day, Alluka reached out his hand to the clown, smiling brightly and innocently:
"Clown, give me your liver."
"Joker, give me your spine."
"Give me your brain, Joker."
"Joker, give me your heart."
After being rejected four times in a row——
The "unknown object" has arrived.
The Joker exploded into fireworks, blood and flesh scattered all over the ground, and twisted rope men were scattered all over Arkham.
Alluka's smile remained innocent even while doing all this.
He stretched out his hands to Batman who came over and said coquettishly as always: "Batman, I want chocolate candy."
At this moment, the usual act of acting coquettishly was given a whole new meaning.
——Alluka Aug-Wayne, the universal wish-granting machine "Unknown Object", whose ability is "Force and Request".
It's scary to think about it, how come Alluka and Batboy have so many overlapping elements! So Alluka can also become Batboy
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