Marvel’s Superman

Although someone spent a considerable amount of time in Kansas, it was less than half a day before the Flash returned to the main universe.

After finishing his work with the Midtown Police Department, he searched for information about the various members of the Justice League, and found nothing wrong.

Superman appears in Metropolis, a beacon of hope.

Batman, as a strange urban legend, circulates in the streets and alleys of Gotham.

Wonder Woman walked out of Paradise Island to become a diplomatic ambassador, having just wrapped up a conversation at the White House the day before yesterday.

…Everything seems normal and everyone has a bright future.

Barry is finally convinced that he is back, rewriting Flashpoint's mistakes and saving the mistakes made.

"Just, what about Luke?"

The Flash tried hard to recall, he clearly remembered that the big cousin of Krypton was with him, but then disappeared.

Did any accident happen during that time?

"Hey, my head hurts again."

He sucked in a breath of cold air, a slight pain in his head.

This is the after-effect of memory fusion.

The sights and hearings of the two time-spaces collide with each other.

The old will be overwritten by the new, just like a save game.

This situation, Barry also encountered in Flashpoint World.

The longer he stayed there, the faster he forgot everything about the main universe.

"It's better to finish the task that Dr. Wayne gave me."

Barry's doubts only lasted for a brief moment, and he remembered that he still had a "courier" that he hadn't delivered.

The red afterimage flashed by and disappeared into the apartment.

Moments later, he appeared in the Batcave.

Before the memory is completely gone, The Flash needs to tell Batman all the ins and outs of the matter.

Compared to Dr. Wayne's dilapidated base, Bruce's lair is much more imposing.

The monitor array of hundreds of high-definition screens allows Batman to have a panoramic view of every street and every corner of Gotham.

Huge and conspicuous mechanical dinosaurs, various high-tech props, the Batmobile like a tank, and the uniforms of Batman and Robin...

Seeing these familiar things, Barry felt a sense of security in his heart.

All this is not fantasy, but reality.

"Gift?"

Batman said in the same hoarse voice as his father, who had terminal throat cancer, "I don't have the habit of celebrating holidays, and Christmas is a long time ago."

Bruce didn't know why Barry suddenly came to visit and specially prepared a gift. Is this some kind of activity within the Justice League?

Or a boring prank?

The Flash and Green Lantern, they often come up with some... out-of-the-box games in order to liven up the team atmosphere.

For example, about choosing Catwoman, or Thalia's bet - Batman has known for a long time, silently keeping a small notebook of those who participated.

Plus, he's relieved that Superman isn't a part of it.

Clark is still relatively stable. It would be better if the other party can use it to fight criminals and deal with international disputes by lifting the plane, rescuing the cat trapped in the tree, and falling in love with Louise Lane.

Most of the work on the watchtower is handled by Batman alone.

He calls the shots, and Superman and the rest of the crew execute.

Clear and complete division of labor and cooperation.

"Trust me, this gift means a lot to you."

The Flash didn't know at all, he had already entered Batman's little book, and continued: "But before that, I have to tell you a story, a story that really happened..."

Forty minutes later, Barry picked up the black tea brought by the butler Alfred and took two gulps to relieve the dryness of his throat.

He says it all, and then fails to see Batman have an extra emotional display.

The other party was still indifferent and calm, with his face paralyzed, and he couldn't see any surprise or...inner activity.

Too serious.

Barry thought silently.

"The whole world changed because you tried to prevent your mother from being killed..."

Bruce put his hands on the table and supported his chin, as if thinking about something.

"That's right. And that world was on the brink of destruction until I got it right."

The Flash added.

"So, everything is back on track now?"

Batman frowned, he didn't really like the feeling of losing control.

A crisis really happened, but I didn't find the slightest trace of it.

This is not a good sign!

"Your vigilance and sense of crisis are down, Bruce Wayne!"

Batman thought so.

He is strict with others, but he is not slack with himself.

With that sense of insecurity growing deep inside, Batman decided it was time to update his plans.

"should be."

Barry didn't realize that his few words had a huge impact on Batman.

The Flash would have been horrified to know that the Justice League's brains were starting to update their backup plans for the crisis again.

After all, the bloody lessons from the past were put there, the Legion of Destruction attacked the Justice League, and then almost wiped out the latter.

And the means used by the villain is the "defense plan" formulated by Batman.

That time, the Justice League was badly damaged.

"Don't blame yourself too much, Barry."

Batman's brain is always turning faster than ordinary people, and after a brief reflection, he rarely begins to comfort the Flash.

"If I had power like yours, I would definitely try the same thing."

The two gunshots in the crime alley are still dark nightmares hidden in the depths of Bruce's heart.

If he could change that tragedy without causing other negative effects, he could do everything for it.

Too bad it can't be replaced.

"Thank you. Although I made a successful comeback, there is a person who was with me, but he has disappeared."

Barry finally remembered the disappearing cousin of Krypton, and said to Bat: "His name is Luke, and he is Superman's cousin - how many survivors are there on Krypton?"

"I thought that Clark had only one Kryptonian relative, Kara."

Batman's eyes suddenly became sharp!

He pursed his lips subconsciously, showing an extremely subtle emotional reaction.

Another Kryptonian?

That's what Batman focuses on.

He didn't care how many relatives and friends Clark had.

If those Kryptonians came to Earth and became superhuman-like beings, that would have unforeseen and serious consequences.

Not every Kryptonian, like Clark or Kara, chooses to integrate into the human world and accept the assimilation of civilization.

Like General Zod before.

"Maybe I should go to Lex Luthor and find a way to get the formula he has to synthesize kryptonite."

Although the friendship between Batman and Superman is unshakable.

However, this is not inconsistent with him increasing the amount of kryptonite stored against the opponent.

Friendship is friendship, responsibility is responsibility.

Cold and rational as a machine, Batman has always been very clear.

Superman's cousin...

He also recorded this in the notebook.

"Are you sure that... Kryptonian, didn't he get out of the car early, or was thrown somewhere else?"

Batman asked in a low voice.

"Not so sure. That's why I turned to you. Batman is looking for someone who can always be found wherever he hides."

The Flash rarely said a beautiful word.

"Then you can draw a portrait later, and then I will use the watchtower system to conduct a global search to see if I can find the target."

Batman's indifference, meaningless compliments, will not cause the slightest wave in his heart.

"Okay, the story about Flashpoint is over, and it's time for your gift."

Barry silently put the letter on the table, and then a gust of air brushed over Batman's mask, and the red figure standing in front of him had left.

No one else should be present at such an important moment.

Batman frowned slightly, as if thinking of something.

He waited for a few seconds before slowly reaching out to pick up the "gift".

Open the envelope, open the folded paper—

"Dear Son:

I only know one thing about life.

I know that some things happen by accident and some are caused by us.

Barry Allen has been haunted by the past.

But since becoming The Flash, he has put those unpleasant memories behind him.

He found true love, family, and friends.

Barry thinks he has escaped the shadows of his past, but some people won't let him escape the harsh reality.

When Barry asked me for help, I turned him away.

I am not the protagonist of this story.

I'm just a man corrupted by his own unbearable pain.

I'm just a guy with blood on his hands and called a good guy.

I am a person who has no nostalgia for life..."

When Batman saw the line at the end-"Always loved your father, Thomas Wayne", his unchanging iceberg expression finally loosened.

Some say it's hard to imagine what Batman's laugh looks like.

But even more unimaginable than that is that Batman will cry.

The tall, dark figure took off his hood and stared at the letter that spanned time and space for a long, long time.

...

...

U.K.

London.

a museum.

Diana is using a professional brush to clean the Elgin marble sculpture from the Parthenon in ancient Greece.

She has many identities. She is not only the Wonder Woman of the Justice League, but also a diplomatic ambassador sent by Paradise Island, and a well-known collector and connoisseur of historical relics in the industry.

"Ms. Prince, did you have any activities last weekend?"

The young professors working together took the initiative to find topics, and this line of beautiful women is a rare creature.

It is even rarer to find a perfect woman as rich, beautiful, and intelligent as Diana.

Although I heard that there is an endless stream of suitors from the other side, it is enough to form a long queue.

The professor, who thinks he is young and promising, still wants to join in and compete with it.

According to the information he inquired, this beautiful woman named Diana Prince is from Greece, was born in a wealthy family, is proficient in many languages, and is especially good at appreciating antiquities.

The young professor has already made up his mind, starting with his interests and hobbies, using his profound knowledge and witty conversation to create a good impression.

This is a protracted battle.

He is very patient.

"Nothing particularly interesting."

Diana, concentrating on her work, replied casually.

Last week's event?

She seems to have no other arrangements besides going to the watchtower to report, and then, as an Amazon princess, attending important meetings held by the White House, the United Nations and other national institutions.

Although it's been a while since she's been in the human world, Wonder Woman still doesn't feel like she's fully integrated.

Many places are not very suitable, especially in terms of life.

I remember just after leaving Paradise Island, Diana didn't understand why when I twisted the thing called "faucet", the pipe would automatically spray out clean water?

Why can a steel shell with four wheels drive stably and quickly?

And what kind of magic does ice cream use to make it so delicious?

...too much to learn and no one to communicate.

It was a rather difficult day.

After Flashpoint is over, a whole new multiverse for the New 52.

The origin of Wonder Woman has been changed. She was confirmed to be the illegitimate daughter of Zeus. She did not participate in World War I, but was informed by a seafarer who died and found that Ares, the god of war, was ravaging the world.

So, she entered the human world as the Amazon princess, the diplomatic ambassador of Paradise Island.

After joining the Justice League, Diana also had a different view of its members.

Superman is mild-mannered, but not a qualified fighter.

Batman is taciturn but always planning, and at the same time stubborn, like an ancient Greek tactician.

The Flash and Green Lantern are sometimes too detached and full of immature childishness.

And the sea king...

Diana thought hard for a while, but only had a thin impression of "talking to fish".

Poor Cyborg, Martian Manhunter, has no sense of existence.

"There will be an exhibition of cultural relics next week. I heard that like the golden mask of Agamemnon, the statue of Zeus of Artemision will be on display."

The young professor paved the way and continued.

"If we have time, we can go together."

Diana shook her head slightly, silently rejecting it.

Greek mythology is all her relatives' crap, nothing new.

After taking some time to finish her work, Diana politely said goodbye and left the museum, ignoring the heartbroken eyes of the young professor.

In her free time when she is not Wonder Woman, she occasionally goes shopping and then goes to the movies.

Of course, sweets are a must.

There are not many free days like this, because the Justice League always has all kinds of things calling itself.

"I don't know why, but I always feel uneasy."

Diana went back to her apartment. She has been having nightmares lately, but she has absolutely no memory of what happened in her dreams.

It was as if the memories of the past came to her door, slapping the door of the memory, and constantly woke her up in the middle of the night.

"Some unknown change occurred."

Diana looked through the window in the direction of Olympus.

Did something happen to the gods, or did Ares come back?

Her eyes moved to the head of the bed, where there was a golden helmet full of divine power.

Ares has been defeated, and now Diana is the god of war.

Wonder Woman, who had difficulty clearing her mind, shook off her black hair like seaweed, and no longer struggled with unintelligible problems.

She made time to go to Olympus, and she knew everything.

Diana closed the curtains, took off her outer coat, and walked into the bathroom where the water was running.

The warm water flowed down his forehead all the way, and the snow-white skin was wrapped in water vapor, creating a hazy and beautiful figure.

Drying her hair and putting on her bathrobe, Diana sat down at the computer.

Sometimes she had to admit that the technology in the human world was much better than magic.

While browsing the web and listening to old songs, she seems to have adapted to a part of modern life.

"who are you?"

After a while, Diana's eyes were habitually fixed on an old photo on the table.

The picture is slightly yellowed and slightly blurred, obviously having experienced the erosion of time.

The content is a man and a woman cuddling intimately, like a couple, with the setting sun falling into the horizon in the background.

A beautiful scene.

But Diana felt a little strange looking at herself with a happy smile in the photo.

She can't remember it.

"What kind of forgotten magic made me lose this memory?"

Diana frowned. This photo was picked up on the beach before she left Paradise Island.

She didn't tell anyone, and she didn't ask anyone.

For some reason, Wonder Woman just wanted to keep it alone and didn't want to share it with anyone.

"I will find you."

Diana stroked the old photo lightly, with subtle emotion in her tone.

ps: Two-in-one, coders are going to feel broken.

ps2: Sacrifice a new book, "The Thriller Abyss", the theme of horror and strange stories, I like this kind of self-picking~