What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 891 Papetua, the Mother of the Multiverse, Returns!
This universe has many beginnings, but only one end.

In such a place, everything begins to lose its vision, and all paths leading to the origin are blocked.

People call this the Origin Wall, although it is strictly speaking a protective membrane.

That is where gods and giants are imprisoned, and they live as long as heaven and earth.

This is the farthest boundary of reality. Before the first sentient being even conceived its first thought, the Origin Wall had already stood here, seamless and boundless.

This is a barrier surrounding everything in the world, preventing others from peeking into the answers that may be hidden outside the wall, or... preventing monsters from outside the wall from invading reality.

Over billions of years, any creature that attempted to cross the Origin Wall became part of it, accompanied by an uncountable army of giants who have been part of this cosmic prison since ancient times… These creatures are giants created from the fusion of human and Martian DNA, forged by Perpetua as her soldiers.

If all goes well, she will pilot the DC multiverse to invade other multiverses, and then send this army into their worlds, like injecting venom into the body of two beasts before they start fighting.

But we all know how the story ends... so these giants are now quietly sitting here.

However, at this very moment, following the irreparable devastation of what was recently known as the Earth-15 Incident, a section of the wall was torn open, and a massive, terrifying force of nature, once sealed within the Origin Wall, erupted forth, traversing time and space.

You see, whether it's you or me, every living being has a deep-seated understanding that if the Origin Wall truly collapses...

The entire multiverse will follow in its footsteps.

The surveillance team is here.

Despite having seen it countless times before, facing it again still made the observer's eyes burn with the aura it exuded.

My mother, my terrible and evil mother.

In response, the Monitor briefly averted his gaze. He felt his mother calling to him from within the Origin Wall, a call that, deep within him, urged him to scream.

The observers saw the four enormous figures.

They are the Omega Colossi.

With the Earth-15 event giving Papetua a chance to break free, she successfully broke a small hole in the Origin Wall large enough for him to continue expanding.

This awakened the slumbering Omega Titans, who are the first line of defense in the multiverse.

Their goal should have been to find suitable worlds containing enough energy to correspond to the aspects they were responsible for guiding.

If they can destroy a small fraction of the planets to absorb energy, they can save many more worlds—by banding together and sealing the Origin Wall.

Simply put, the Omega Titans are entropy-based giants created when the multiverse was threatened.

They are docile and easily satisfied, with powerful yet simple minds; they are like some kind of autophagy program:

What? The Origin Wall of the multiverse is about to shatter? Well then, let us Omega Titans appear, destroy a few universes, absorb some energy, and then patch up the hole! It's better for a few universes to die than for the Origin Wall to shatter completely!
“Now is not the time for you to come out, Mother.”

The Watcher guided the docile Omega Titans. These brightly colored Omega Titans were very obedient to the Watcher's guidance.

To be honest, this was originally the Watchers' job. As the three brothers who succeeded Perpetua in managing the entire multiverse, they had the responsibility to maintain the stability of the multiverse. However, both the Anti-Watchers and the World Forgers abandoned their responsibilities and simply dumped everything on the Watchers.

In short, he needs to take these giants to destroy several worlds, absorb their energy, and then reseal enough of the Perpetua that has leaked out back inside the Origin Wall.

Once the giants have absorbed enough entropy energy, the Watchers will guide them to dedicate this energy to the Origin Wall. The Origin Wall will then feed on this energy and surround the Omega Colossus, sealing the rift opened by Perpetua.

Many hardships will come to an end, and this is the purpose for which the multiverse created these Omega Colossi.

Sacrificing a portion to save the majority may sound a bit utilitarian, but it is the last line of defense offered by the multiverse.

Don't worry, it's alright, his mother won't escape.

The Watcher himself is one layer of insurance, and the Omega Titans produced by the multiverse are another.

Another layer of insurance is the overall system.

The entire entity contains seven hidden forces of creation, but Papetua lost these, his power weakened beyond measure, and he even lost his physical body.

The anti-monitors and world-forgers were drawn to the commotion their mother had made, but they quickly looked away.

The watchers were able to handle the situation and had three major safeguards in place, and they did not believe that their mother, Papetua, could successfully escape.

They went on to do what they were doing, with the Antimonitors ruthlessly attacking the Worldmaker in the final stages of the game, while the Worldmaker was busy maintaining his Infant Multiverse, taking his share of the cake he and the Antimonitors shared.

The three brothers each ruled their own territory and fought each other incessantly.

Therefore, at this moment...

Only the Watcher can stop Papetua, the mother of the multiverse.

“Mother. I told you, with me here, you can’t.”

After easily and utterly crushing the evil nobles, the Watcher turned around and saw the monster Mandrakrak, formed from the part of him that had been contaminated by Papetua, charging toward him.

This monster's power was now almost equal to that of the Monitor himself, especially since his physical body had been destroyed by the Anti-Monitor... The Anti-Monitor chopped off his head.

The monitor forcibly arrived to stop his mother, who was already in poor condition, pretending to be dead.

He will likely be at a disadvantage when facing Mandrake...

At this moment, the Laughing Bat was silently pondering.

He hid in the shadows, observing with delight the final outcome of the great battle he had instigated.

The monitor turned his head and stared intently at Mandrake himself.

His gaze lingered on the other man's deep red eyes and mouthful of fangs, then the monitor spoke:
"I've told you many times, don't even think about getting involved with me."

He evaded Mandrak's attack; strictly speaking, he was a ghost, a ghost whose watcher had not yet been resurrected.

"Your destiny should be to perish together with Superman, not here. History has gone awry."

"That's what the monitor said."

Despite this, Mandrak's attack continued, but at that moment, the Watcher suddenly opened its palm toward Mandrak.

"Stop." "What…"

"Forgive me, Mandrak, this is truly the last time."

In an instant, Mandrake vanished from the spot, and the Watcher banished it to the past timeline, banishing it back to the history of the great battle between Mind Control and Mandrake under the eternal sunset.

He cunningly set up a historical loop for Mandrake, constantly trapping him in the mind of a superhuman.

The Watcher had been plotting something for a long time; he couldn't deal with Mandraklak possessing him, so he had been trying to find a solution.

And this is his solution now.

Those enemies of the past should be left to the heroes of the past to bear, not wasted on the time of people in the present.

The evil-minded nobles repaired their bodies once again.

He blinked his one eye, revealing deep malice: "I won't let you continue."

"This story is terrible! It's not nearly as good as the previous ones!"

He spoke rapidly, and a rule called "story" was constantly imposed on the monitors along with the words of the evil-minded nobles.

In an instant, the monitor's actions were affected; his actions were no longer those of a normal person, but rather hesitant and indecisive.

“We don’t need your story. This story has come to an end, so stop now. It’s over. There’s no need to write any more…”

"It's getting worse and worse as I write..."

"It's not as interesting as it used to be..."

The monitor's movements gradually came to a standstill, as if the whole world had paused.

The story of how he was about to seal away the multiverse's mother, Papetua, was shaken. The malevolent nobles revealed the true power of the Void Hand, and the Watcher seemed powerless to stop them...

puff!
Inspired by the spiritual power of the monitor, the Omega Titans waved their hands, and the evil nobles were instantly smashed into a pile of minced meat.

After doing all this, the giants shook their hands and then lay back down on the Origin Wall with blank expressions.

"To provoke me now is simply foolish," the monitor said indifferently.

However... the next second.

He looked very surprised.

He saw the Bat of Laughter, but what surprised him even more...

"You allowed the Hand of the Void to possess you, how did you..."

He saw the enormous phantom emerging from behind the Laughing Bat.

A demon king with two horns on his head, who should have been completely blocked from the DC multiverse, has now taken over the body of the Batman Who Laughs.

He appeared in the DC multiverse in a way that defied common sense.

Immediately afterwards, the observer heard the laughing bat.

“No, you don’t understand. This was all part of my plan. Why do you think I gave up the name Batman Who Laughs?” Batman Who Laughs said, “I am not Batman Who Laughs. Batman Dragon is Batman Who Laughs. He took my niche and made me lack my place in the story. And that is the premise for me to connect with the Void Hand.”

"A character who exists in the story but plays no role, a story that never came to fruition but exists in secret, my dear friend!" The Watcher heard the Bat of Laughter's maniacal shouts, accompanied by hysterical laughter.

"If a gun hangs on the wall, it is destined to fire; if a knife appears on the table, it is destined to pierce another person's heart! This is a story that transcends the original story, Watcher, do you understand?"

In an instant, everything happened before the observer could react.

For a moment he felt as if he were connected with all living beings in the world, with every source of life in the universe. This feeling temporarily overwhelmed his mind and senses, but soon turned into deafening darkness again.

"Damn it!"

The Watchers attempted to resist, but the Void Hand and Perpetua were connected by some kind of bridge—the Bat Who Laughs!?

"I really didn't expect you to actually do this." He looked indifferently at the Laughing Bat.

“You’ll regret this. You have no idea what you’ve released.” His expression was somewhat grim, yet also somewhat relieved.

But no matter what attitude he adopted, he couldn't stop what was about to happen:

In an instant, the light was dazzling; in that microsecond, it was almost as if the Big Bang was being reenacted.

In that instant, both the World Forgers and the Anti-Monitors realized the return of their Mother.

A tiny object, no bigger than a pinhead, expanded with indescribable energy into an infinitely expanding universe. The energy then swirled and solidified into a shape—a pair of eyes burning with the power of creation, containing a clearly visible rage that seemed ready to devour everything.

Her eyes held the stars, like miniature universes burning brightly.

The giants, the warriors embedded in the Origin Wall, their legions erupted in ecstatic shouts on the wall, bathed in its energy, and then released themselves with their newly opened eyes.

The battle against the Monitor, using the Batman Who Laughs's body, has paused. All the Worldmaker's anti-Monitor activities have also stopped, and all the heroes and villains turn to see what has happened.

Then they saw the worst of it all: something that should never have been released.

Throughout all recorded history, her name has been spoken only in a fearful whisper, despite the scars she has left on the fabric of our reality.

The first Creator, the Watcher, the Counter-Watcher, and the Great Mother of the World.

This being had designed the universe as a dangerous, self-sustaining weapon long before we were born. She was sealed within the Origin Wall, forced to watch her children grow weak and helpless after losing her guidance.

In the vast omnipotent universe, no one is more fearful or burdened with more honor and shame than her brothers and sisters who look after the infinite multiverse.

She is Papetua, and she will never be imprisoned again.

Ladies and gentlemen, there is a temporary problem with the situation.

Our battle was interrupted.

(End of this chapter)