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There were many of these to bite , pushing and pulling and moments later, letting go when left in peace, the closer the red crystal came the more voices were heard, crying cries and more screaming, in the middle said the mummified creatures their mouths gaping and red smoke from them .
Then, when he swam down to the bottom of a stone altar carved in stone a red glow like black shadows like smoke, he felt pain as explosive and intense when he took the stone and as trying to get away , even if he , at the that if you could scream and shout like that, but you couldn't ...
At that time, he started to feel numb, but gradually it got worse and the feeling of nothing but pain, swallowing the blood at that moment if his head exploded, his eyes burned and looking momentarily upwards trying to climb ...
Now, he was out of breath, he felt the weight, a weight of a thousand tons as a whole of gravity, momentarily, he squirmed and went up in pain and slowness and when he saw it, he was surrounded by transparent souls and being translucent and opaque, of lees black and red eyes as if it were an endless abyss, lights instead of your eyes ...
It was consumed by something, a light starting with a flash of light that gradually increased, beginning to become a perpetual fire that never ends, and so slowly as if pulling at the bottom ...
As he climbed and saw that a huddle around saw that smoke was coming out of his mouths and so he saw in his direction it was not something physical.
The worst was the manifestation of despair and pain and the darkness like smoke permeated him and he saw the worst as if he repeated Jason's death over and over, he saw the joker alive again ...
Seeing everything again, in front of him, Jason falling with the bomb dying and flashback and so falling and falling and dying in his arms and dead and then coming back at the time of his childhood like a smoke spiraling again in the dark alley again in his childhood and again in the same place...
A child accompanied by his beloved parents eating popcorn and talking nothing there is strange and different ...
He had come out of the cinema a starry, dark night whose stars were brighter than the misty night ...
Rather like a thought looking back and being pulled by your mother's hand walking forward with a warm smile and a friendly gesture your father's smile ...
It was like this, that again , he saw it as if he repeated whenever he slept as in the name of God at a time like this, a murderer without a mask, he would kill his father and mother and let the child live, like the shots ...
He was hearing deafening sounds, the explosion of the shots , which would leave a living witness to tell later, how it would come to pass and always be repeated hour after hour, the hour he saw himself falling in the middle of the street dead ...
Now that he was there, that his mother lay with his parents with the shot in his head, his eyes glazed over the pearl necklace, loose and several pearls falling scattered on the bloody floor and his father around a circle of perfect death and so on. in an instant in time he wondered ...
They were recurring dreams, I never knew that if those shots ricocheted or there really were shots ...
He wondered why he had left him to live in this cruel world amid garbage dumps and stray cats running in the middle of the dark and poorly lit alley with several flashing lights ...
There were several people killed as someone would come to find a catatonic child kneeling with blood on his hands, his dead parents and his eyes glazed ...
It was in that instant that his scream was repeated and repeated the shot instantly and repeatedly, the noises of his eardrums and the running man and in this instant in time, he swore that amid the hallucinations of recurring dreams ...
When he saw the man with his black eyes and bright and cruel, he shot three times on his knees and so the third shot never occurred or never came and never even pierced him, and standing around his parents he begged the heavens to take him whatever brought them back ...
It was like he had the power to heal, shaking, he didn't have that power, he couldn't bring it back, but he tried, but it never happened, that he didn't shoot, but the voices never came out the screams that didn't cease whining ...
As he never finished, his stomach-chilling screams a sheen of cold sweat, and again touching each of their hands falling into the alley on the dirty and littered floor their screams and so ...
- Please ... - He whispered. - Do not abandon me ... please ... do not go - And so the lights of their bodies momentarily and their distorted spirits that surrounded them illuminated briefly in time ...
Those were their conflicting screams and at the same time desperate, they rose and their screams of abnormally grown mouths they screamed and screamed and from various corners of the alley they appeared ...
In which the same shadows, the same ghostly shapes, lights illuminating what drew attention and that everyone once said that a shot hit an electrical wiring that lit up the alley and that once called the first police officer, the same voices and shots in your direction and in your chest that never bleed ...
As if calling around him rising from the shadows like beings of light, his ghostly screams and his elongated and smoky shadows he projected around him and the red light of his heart that illuminated like the wound that never existed and the red hole that never was visa...
Meanwhile, he screamed and heard the same voices holding their deformed faces and their fallen skins from their still faces and their bodies shot and bloody, blood squirting and deep cuts open holes ...
So, when it was projected around ...
-... No ... No ... No ... You can bring us back ... - The anguished whisper will not be able to see us again ... no ... it will never be able to help us .. We will not be able to be together ... do not be silly, my son to a future again, we will not be able to exist beside Batman ... - He said.
- You are the reason that everyone dies ... You are the reason for our death ... Everything you touch dies ...
And while you should live alone ...
Others you projecting yourself wanting to reincarnate wanting to possess ... wanting a second chance impregnated with a rain of blood a rain a stream around ...
Everything falling from a sky of a red moon to a red sky of a rain of blood ...
- We died so that you can exist ...
- You are the cause of our being dead ... you are the cause of our existence ... You are the reason we are in this rot ...
- He should have killed you ... you should be dead ... - Other voices other wails groaning moans ...
Some had been pulling him begging for help dragging him further into the depths ...
Hands grabbing him by pulling and tearing him up ...
Save me ... listen. Help me ... Supplications and more supplications.
And there were whispers on a boat that sank in the river that was no longer the city, the world was no longer falling like a child and a rotten city ...
People falling into the blood abyss a dark immensity an infinite abyss and their parents screaming and screaming the man running with the gun looking back at a catatonic boy ...
And while now , he was an adult man in a bat suit, and a hood running the blood from his face down the hole in his chest that never existed and now in that moment of time in one of many deafening screams ...
Her mother's touch, the touch on her face from her bloody hand and her heat draining away, the sound of pearls falling and her wailing ...
Whispering in your ear ... - You can't have both, you can't have us at the same time that Batman exists, there are no more you and our lot, you and our sin ... you and an existence of darkness , we are beings of light ...
A rotten claw grabbing and pulling it over the ground pushing it to the ground and burying it in the dimly lit alley ...
... The voice of the abyss that accompanies you through an immense hole ...
- ... Everyone who dies by your side cannot return not as beings of light not as your allies, everything you touch dies one day, your life and followed by pain, suffering, agony and betrayal, you will never have one pain-free life, always accompanied by tragedy ...
- No ... no ... - He shouted. - Get away from me, get out of here ... - He screamed and lamented thrashing and screaming madly embraced and tangled by maddened spirits from the alley while trying to break free and go to his fathers who walked away and shadows elongated like smoke and so disappearing ...
- Come deeper to the abyss, we watch you ...
- I'm sorry, we can't be together ... - Each of them letting go of their arms and hands ...
Those who died more than fifteen years ago will not be able to be brought back, those close to you who have a connection will not be able to return.
As if being enveloped, and thus, as if perceiving the situation, the catastrophic moment, his angry and shrieking cries, his cries, his blue and once beautiful eyes full of tears, no one to help, and crystalline rivers of blood mixed with tears, help, no good soul to help ...
In which no person to bring his parents as if he never saw him passing the flashing lights and without approaching without looking as if he never existed, as if he did not see him and he screamed wildly and hoarsely ...
E ra his lament and cry, and no alam hat their heads fallen on particularly men floor passing without seeing the boy kneeling and their parents away from their hands falling off ...
- No ... please ... - trapped between souls and bodies burying his cry deeper and deeper and at that moment when he was about to sink into the blackened land stained with blood in a river of souls ...
- Give up ... - I heard the voices. - Give up and come to the bottom with us, live while you die ...
- Whispered ...
- For all eternity - NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOO ...
- With an immense scream a roar of despair and death, his eyes once crystal blue now blood red and of strong and intense colors and with a cry and a movement of his body expelling from an embrace ...
When he released him then, driving them all out , running and flying and disintegrating and again he was no longer the helpless child , he now grew and changed wrapped in dark flames and impregnated around him now , he was the bat man himself. clothing and the symbol him now with the mask.
- No ... No ... I will not allow it, I will not give up, I will not let them take me ... - And so back to the dark alley the shot that did not exist and the look saw a guard kneeling at his forward embracing and nurturing and saying.
- You are with me? - He asked with his hands on his face. - Your kind look.
- So seeing for the first time, seeing coroners and police around and feeling the hidden hole of his shirt, but only that, his hands stained with blood ...
Blood, that were from your parents ...
While everything dissolved the darkness into dark flames and back to the long and deep river of blood and as wrapped in a light and red flames Batman's dark and sinister outfit ...
Everything will end well ... He thought with his hands wrapped in the crystal inside the rivers of blood ...
With a red aura , he turned away from all the spirits that held on to his heels and so with renewed strength he went up and repeated the mantra ...
- Even if I am alone, on the edge of the lonely abyss abandoned by everyone, I will never give up, I will never stop, I will never forget my parents, they are my anchors, my salvation, I will save myself, depending only on my own power of my strength.
- So, around the earth, the intense red light of the stone would rise , the very tip of the stones encrusted and rooted in his abdomen, the luminous shape would gradually disappear and gradually merged with his body ...
It was taking root and disappearing, and so the red aura came off his body and little by little the light disappeared next to his clothes, equally naked disintegrating and disappearing and the light of the jewel now merges into his hands and absorbing ...
He was disappearing and thus rising, and never forgetting without repeating the mantra the conflicting voices and the lamentations coming out over his own words and all the souls clinging to him merged entered his pores and were part of him as if he absorbed ...
It was what passed over and over the abyss as if it glimpsed several passages ... Several different dimensions, several realities ...
I will never give up, never give up, and as if I saw your parents' crystalline shadows momentarily holding in their hands just before their smiles disappear and saying ...
- You and our pride ... - And so they were no longer seen ...
- When those haunts of souls that curled up around him sucking and pulling followed him like the trail of a comet's tail like red and fire and energy and so it went up and when it reached the edge of the stream ...
It was with a tug of air and miasma around him his own tired body protruded around him and so he climbed over the edge and soon he heard a whisper of his search for air outside the river of blood once a beautiful woman ...
Now, when her smoky body was transformed into a red-eyed raven and thus in her breath she went flying into her mouth and enveloped in crimson light being followed by the river of blood.
It was for the souls of all those who were here, he staggered listening to the whisper of command and croaked voice and getting up listening to his return ...
- You must follow the moment of time when everything changed ... - he heard and felt their voices in his mind the place started to boil as if an immense volcano waking up and an immense perpetual flame ...
To which it was moved by aura and lava it ascended to the skies and like a whirlwind of energy it ascended behind him and the souls he was pulled up with him and thus his cries him at the end, thrown away.
It was like wings and propelled to the sky the same hole or portal that appeared around him, and so some wings and some souls following and entering through his mouth, as did the mother crow that followed into her chest and her cries and cries ...
Now feeling his aching body , then he crawling around that place, the souls swirling around, before entering his mouth, while everything around him, wrapped in red flames, disintegrated around him as if it never existed. ..
While he staggered , he was trying to get up, almost falling around him crawling, he looked around him with spitting blood and saw his body impregnated with pains and cuts as if it was too strong to bear ...
Being taken there, like a whirlwind, as if opening a huge hole a portal to the sky carrying the remaining souls that were not sucked and melted into it ...
He was floating, several huge monsters possessed, consumed, and its transparent body, vibrating and pulsating, ever faster and tall, he floated to what would be a reflection of countless monsters world s , countless lands, various dimensions of reflexes .
Then he was consumed, monsters came around him, a magic dome circle around him, preventing him from leaving, his screams were deafening, he was sent to every destroyed and dying world, seeing himself being devoured, still alive , did not know how.
As well , when he was returning as it strolling, raising all around and never going on and he was driven to heaven the place ever existed crumbling around engulfed in flames ...
In a moment, when he saw himself as in moments of time in moments of the future, present and past and glimpsed various passages of time, shadows and spirits part of himself being carried away ...
He was surrounded by that dome, that circle in that dome in those tunnels, whose opening of the endless abyss and a ceiling that led to several dimensional doors as if vibrating, his body vibrated and his spirit was sent to various parts of time.
A metamorphosis and so floating with energy and with a huge mouth like a huge black hole and sucking all the demons that appeared ...
Meanwhile, when he was momentarily falling to the ground while standing, he left the cave and headed towards the exit, he looked towards the mirror, she was now his shadow, a raven on his shoulders a reflection that only he could see.
He walked and left the place totally wet, there were no more blood or souls in that river, and he walked towards that portal was a dimension within another dimension ...
When he looked next, she was no longer there, and strange, and so she kept coming out of the mirror and like that and he went through the corridors, and ended up in his immense place, taking each of the objects that he looked at and put them on. inside the bag.
...
This power was taking him to dimension without leaving his eyes glazed over the dome of the time between the journey, all that energy, with I still switching places with creatures from the passage of the abyss.
Being enveloped by darkness and when all the terror, all the fear of his death, neither so nor when he tried to escape ...
She was as if her whole body was consumed by black flames and Sumerian inscriptions appeared all over her body like hot coals, he levitated by being lifted up from his cave towards the portal ...
In which he opened his mouth, as wide as an immense mouthpiece, as if it were a black spiral hole whose passage released immense flames of fire ...
He was surrounded by blood , then an explosion appeared around him at that moment and soon everyone shouted Bruce did not hear everything , in which the energy and life around him , then he disappeared and soon a huge crow It led...
Surrounded by him, waves of black birds with three eyes appeared around him, surrounded by black flames , all of which led him to say and thus demons magical creatures, monstrous forms, transformed into energy, entered his mouth as if absorbing and transformed into a huge black hole ...
His soul was chained to his body, his body trapped whose fragmented soul and his body like a spiritual chain, he was propelled towards an interdimensional passage ...
That moment, he was controlled, his body was transparent as the tolling of the bells around her, that moment your body , if well, that he had no will, his will to live disappeared ...
The creature consumed him by eating blue energy coming out of his body , so his body levitated as if he were not trapped, and he saw himself dividing and his soul falling and falling, like a bomb towards an immense thermal spring .
When to this same source that enveloped him in nightmares, shadows, and memories and stories from other worlds, which were long ago lost and destroyed, carried away by time. ..
So when he was at the beginning of everything again when he was raped and tortured ...
Then, when there was a new life, and in that ceremony ... When he saw himself trapped between time with his body in the dimensional dome and his soul wandering through the multiverse ...
While he was taken, to travel through other worlds, although on the same day in an instant of time when everything changed and at that time of the ceremony when he was about to be sacrificed, he was going through something that would never happen ...
So, for the time being , when he suffered that setback and had been kidnapped in the middle of that moment , when he was being taken to another dimension and at that moment when he was sent and the sacrifice ceremony began ...
The open circle entering the temple and the tentacle monster rising above them when they were both trapped in the opening and it was lifted, and the creature came out of the hole ...
In which the shadows and the creatures appeared around him, and he was paralyzed and in that hour, floating and he opened a huge mouth, and the creature and everything that came out of the hole was being sucked into it, healed, but unable to to control.
- I am eternal, Batman is immortal and I will never die. - And so with both hands he briefly held the staff that was absorbed by his body, and so he pulled it from his chest in his heart.
Floating and being levitated and his translucent body levitated and elevated and he was now no longer a simple shell of meat ...
He was leaving none or a piece stuck, he merged and so with a high-pitched scream he got up and in that instant the hole opened and closed that absorbed and broken the staff ...
They came and were well above their heads the open dimensional rift expelling more and more ghastly beasts from the mouth of hell, he was slowly sucked in by his enemy widening a smile.
Moments before everything occurred when he saw several crows being sprawled around and also being sucked, and so when he was thrown through the passage the staff now when stuck and crossing disappearing and changing.
His body healed again and so he had long black hair growing as long as he was floating like flames and shadows,
Around him the huge monster while still impregnated and along with them the souls and the monster left the place leaving blackened like an immense sphere and lights and more red lights ...
If it were at another time, he could change, but now, the fury was contained with fear, without faith there would be nothing but an empty shell of what it was not, besides desolation, despair and loss of hope, without everything there was not nothing but disgrace.
He was wrapped, of those creatures, between these immense craters and these black holes the white and red lights and the whirlwind of souls around dead stars and being sucked by him.
- You ... whispered stammered indignantly, he walked away infuriated unable to form words ...
- And it is is trying and of course, delivering a kick in your direction, but without success. pushing him towards the monster that lifted and pulled the man with his tentacles, immobile.
He was elevated to the dome sky, mesmerized at best.
- You have to do your part to be taken by the abyss for my brother to be free, his life in death is essential for the birth of a new era, I destroyed his will to live ... - And so he said. - Freedom to move on ...
Accepting death as it is necessary ... - He said.
- No more ... - Said a voice. - You should be disintegrated, obliterated.
Then, when he was taken away , he felt the evil in his conscience, the abyss leading him ...
- I will never give up? - And he didn't know who he was talking to ...
Then, in the middle of the passages, when he was taken from one world to another, in a glimpse of a man ... And even if everyone leaves me, even if there is no one to save me ... - He said. - I will find my own salvation ...
Death is just a friend.
But it was too late ...
Again, being elevated between dimensions without ever leaving that place , where he , was surrounded by destruction, and when he saw the darkness the rivers of blood ...
They arose around them, in each of the worlds, they were surrounded by waves of red rain around them.
When he realized that seeing the stars as the universe around him and being carried by a whirlwind of stars was not much different than simply living and dying it was no different and it was not as incredible or sensational as everyone thought ...
Realizing that death was nothing but truth be told, souls and being led towards rivers of blood ...
- To try. - Realized the irony. - Said like a lifeless doll being pulled, but still holding the piece of staff, which was buried in his stomach, blood dripped that stopped.
In that paralyzing moment of fear, his gaze against Henry's was like a vision beyond any expectation ...
When he looked around and saw that while he was being sucked into the vortex and the immense beast that was switching places with him.
His physical body was in the same place, floating around towards the vault and the dome in turn was used to open a portal ...
Then, around him, more portals appeared, he was sucked and returned, he was like a reflection of a mirror or in the water , neither alive nor dead, translucent as a spirit
It was when he passed from place to place, from world to world, being involved in this whirlwind of energy, he was being sucked in and in that instant everything changed he had the encrusted staff breaking a final piece and stuck in his stomach and blood roaring a yelp let go of your lips.
On the physical plane, the staff floating around him
In a red light that held him, he enveloped him and undid the movement and everything around him, leaving the man paralyzed and so he for brief seconds ...
Then he was transformed into an immense scaly demon with six red eyes like a bat just bigger scaly.
When these were moments when they looked like millennia and were seen for a long time, he traveled through the dimensions swallowing and devouring stars and souls of constellations, demons and lives of disembodied souls from dead planets of stars that died out and worlds lost ...
They appeared between dimensions and dimensional balls and thus old dying worlds appeared and stars were sucked in ...
In which the appearance before Ragnarok and the creation of the universe in the age of the guardians ...
Anytime ... he thought. - Anytime ... watching traveling and seeing Krona saw him for the first time, he went through the birth of Apokolips ...
The most frantic song began to be joined by screams and wailing despairs.
When he looked around positioned in the middle of the altar, he looked around and saw each of the men on each side hugging and singing in the forbidden word and these were transformed ...
Those who were in a fog were sucked all their souls and their bodies obliterated within an immense dimension of darkness.
It was in the decisive moment , he looked at the tree, before being harvested again and the darkness taking his eyes and the unconscious taking him, from a seed to a branch ...
For each branch that grew and one branch to the other as if opening dimensions without really ever leaving the place, and then a tree appeared, growing infinitely, each branch each branch was connected to a dimension ...
It was as if he were attuned to how each vibration and each dimension and its tracks and roots showed its surroundings, like a bridge between the dimensions that emerged from the end of the vortex abyss.
What was once the ruin's fief is just an immense tree that fed on misfortune, elongated whose abyss broke out below them, as blood flowed down elongated daggers.
For each of his wrists and the two men looked at each other decisively, his gaze wandered to inscriptions that arose from his neck as his life drained away in the moment of truth.
That tree was pure curse and despair forged by afflicted souls and in violence ...
And he was now, enveloped in flames and energy that his body changed ...
He was startled, when he looked at the darkness that swallowed him looked at the tree that stretched looked towards the abyss that led him, the excruciating pain that came as fast as it disappeared ...
The pain being the rape the torture the pains of his body disappearing as if his nails like claws and fangs never existed the excruciating pain ...
It came with a roar and an explosion of energy towards everyone he threw the boy away who no longer looked around him still hovering in the air sucking the darkness ...
He looked around as blind, and his pupils disappeared and his white eyes mesmerized ...
Now, all around him, all he saw was despair and with a strong slap towards Henry he let go and so around him he looked at the man, without his eyes and an elongated shape was projected on him.
And he was running away and so in the midst of all that he looked back, and with a movement of the broken staff he still had power, but he had already memorized it ...
It was just as if impregnated with energy, his mouth opened and black energy emerged from it, a huge flash of light enveloped by the two opponents that appeared around him.
When, he saw a luminous energy and was holding it again, which like a whirlwind sent it towards him , then, when he propelled everything and the tree that emerged hit the man with everything ...
This was making him run away before and of course he swallowed, he knew there would be a new chance, a new chance to fight, but not now, and thus falling to the ground without strength.
Now, when he passed, he was taken by darkness he fled away from this world, at least in soul, his body regenerating, and left his captive floating like a lifeless zombie, for now he would do nothing, for now he would leave him overcome by darkness in a battle for his soul ...
Hunger arose at that very moment at that uncontrolled moment when he saw the blood dripping in streams, a hand trying to pull his neck and in Superman's arms he opened his red eyes, and before it got dark and became glassy again, like blood around him .
Now, what he was a shadow, in soul he was nothing more than a body whose heartbeat was actually the beating of a bell that vibrated whenever its waves of energy and around it appeared as an immense vibration of hour and hour, as that punctuated each world around that deserved to stay longer ...
The justice league arrived in full force, he was still being levitated by a barrier.
Around him, several monsters were fighting with the justice league scattered light rays, and of course not before he was pulled by the vortex again, and those creatures, who blinded around him, waves of energy creatures snarling everywhere.
Seeing in front of him, that beast, he was the greatest of all monsters , even though he had once fled a battle between beasts that the voice said was the gateway to annihilation, and being swallowed by a gaping mouth that swallowed despair. .
That was the welcome and beautiful darkness and monsters fled from hell, or of any dimension, there is always a new chance, a new way to fight next time.
He felt that he was looking, but he could not see, and everything around him, he saw his associates fighting lightning and saw the heat vision of the man of steel incinerating the creatures, his children, red hood ...
When he tried to remember Jason and Dick, he didn't remember, if everything changed then they didn't die, so it was okay, after all and so floating.
Several others were running, some were desperate sect members, a crypt was destroyed and before they also became black dust and were sucked in, and rays of red sun the sky was not sky, it was a color of blood.
All around him, everything was vermilion, and they were fighting the winged creatures that were pushed with claws. He looked in his eyes at his son, who did not remember, but did not remember why he loved him ...
Then he looked towards the man of steel, but then he dodged and they were sucked into a mouth ...
He was blind again, trying to fight with a hand a claw pulling him, while holding him protectively with his neck stretched he had protecting his head on his neck he saw the hunger ...
At that root was when he was trying to hold on to the Kryptonian struggle to catch a glimpse of the distant future present and past, and to find a way out of the abyss ...
And he was tired of trying to get down, him pulling unsuccessfully, flying towards the exit to the cave , he saw the man of steel as a glimpse of the future, holding the stem of an abyss root, saying something he did not understand or hear. ..
Even though he was standing up tremulously with spasms, his arm his hand towards his shoulder and up towards his neck he said something towards him that he didn't understand he said something he didn't know what.
In time , when he was pulled over his head in the crook of her neck of the queen or king of the ruin that appeared engulfing when trying this again pull him to the ground and posing as if floating in a trance ...
What not before sucking all the creatures into him, he felt a stroke in his head, he was hungry, he groaned in pain and opened his lips choking and how much he couldn't take it anymore.
While his heart would stop again he saw Superman, he did not know when it was the last time he ate, if he really ate, but the shape just went away ...
When that after he sucked up the last vestige of darkness and creatures unnamed the Veradis, these were his by right and then would not exist without his will ...
Lying or floating away from the battle above floating, he could not move, paralyzed, without strength, he saw someone if he really saw, it was the doctor destiny , he saw reciting a song.
E le and stava trying to bring him down, midnight at his side he raised his arms pulled the neck of the man of steel and is ç the came, he leaned his head on his neck, but the unwavering hunger thirst for blood pain to look around you.
It was as if everything did not exist and without your permission they would not come and find you ...
Again, around him, a woman with a staff that conjured magic and created metal soldiers and fought, a man with a golden oval bell.
What I could do the magic to turn against the magic of your opponent and could destroy any magic touch , to his around, manipulating everything it touches a man with a stick destroying everything it touched .
Then, around a portal appeared a creature being opened from above and all coming back against itself , all that in the mirror reflected the souls of all its companions and trapped inside.
Now, he saw the dark justice league and the justice league all whose bodies were controlled and these fighting the divided justice league those who didn't have their souls trapped in the mirror ...
And he was fighting the trinity and so Batman fell in his wreckage looking around partially burned , it was there, that he broke his body a gigantic red moon projecting to the sky and thus looking around him without strength and worn out his destroyed pride .
The world covered with monsters that came out of the portal devouring and destroying everything around and just like always nobody paid attention around and Batman looking at the destroyed ground and raising his head saw a body resting in front of him.
He didn't know for sure, nightmares, hallucination or hell , what that was , but he woke up he didn't know if he really did it ...
There in that dark expanse and covered with stars thrown around that silent dark place and he realized, without pain, without suffering and he realized, he was naked, without any injury, and approaching him ...
Around him, he saw several mirrors around him as lines of stars around him, and he saw mirrors of scattered scenes and visions that showed the world outside that dark dimension ...
- So ... - He spoke to no one special ... - That's how it ends. - Said. - Death. - Said. - It's not the least bit funny, it's nothing special. - Said.
Then, he was taken to see scenes and more scenes of moments in the physical world, something that could happen, but that he was not sure and was taken without actually leaving there ...
Around him, he saw that a window emerging from the darkness stuck to itself in that dome floating outside, glassy and white eyes ...
So, when he groaned and staggered towards the shower, then turned on and stood under the shower for several minutes soaping himself , to which he in turn saw blood .
Feeling what were scratches and bruises everywhere , it was at that time getting out of the shower and hanging up went to sit on the bed in the infirmary ...
And while Alfred went to treat all the wounds that at that time he insisted on having an x-ray at that time he without blinking went towards the device and found two fractures in his ribs and many lacerations and a broken nose, but finally wiping bruises ...
And he was taking antibiotics, medicines, serums, and blood vessels as a precaution, serum, in his vein, bandages all over his body a sea of purple, bandaging his arms and legs ...
After a while, he was forced to take sedatives, enough to bring down a herd of elephants, finally he slept in the infirmary and Alfred covered him up, staying in the cave for seven straight days without waking up.
That moment, he doesn't remember how he got there, he had no idea how everything could change, hell was an endless nightmare , realizing that he was no longer him, he thought ...
While everything dissolved the darkness into dark flames and back to wherever he went, if he really went to Alfred.
Along the deep and deep river of blood and as if wrapped in a light and red flames, Batman's dark and sinister outfit ...
There was a dark immensity and around him he saw rivers of blood underneath he was called a whisper that gradually increased throughout his waking without being ...
- Everything will end well ... - Someone said that and towards you ...
Around her, a crystal appeared showing connections with the world outside that darkness , when she approached beautiful and he saw her , then, when she gave it to him, with hands clasped ...
He thought with his hands wrapped in the crystal within the rivers of blood ...
A woman emerged from the shadow of the tree of the elongated abyss like long roots and black hair changing like a stream like blood was a river of blood that appeared below her feet connected by her wires that reached the ground and revealed a river ...
Those hairs and waves that were as thick as tree branches, their shrill cry to freeze the heart, looking upwards, the moment went by and the tree disappeared, replaced by the lady red rivers.
Then he swallowed, crimson look like the blood stream of a shadow projected m , he was taken by the essence of darkness and then as black fire the pulled its the tree in the background the lady dark fire waves swallowed black swallowed him .
And he was taken by darkness, succumbing to everything, the black flames, his red eyes vibrating, pulling his blues, a gleam of light, eyes wide open as skeletons emerged from the tree ...
Like those ghostly screams and soon stricken souls emerged from the abyss entering your mouth with black holes floating like flames around you.
And he was sucking everything around him, he found himself between the abyss that swallowed him up and wandering through a labyrinth so white and full of monsters, consuming and never waking up, his despair was no greater than madness itself, and a whirlpool of abyss and from there the crow rose its heart ...
When he stopped at that very moment he saw the now white tree covered with snow while the shadows of the skeletal souls he swallowed through his mouth like a whirlwind.
They arose like this, their screams were heard as cries for help the blackened dead eyes, they were swallowed and floating towards the tree a red stone , when he spilled blood, and he touched and took it swallowing along with everything like a huge black hole .
Now that he looked around in a vision of the past he looked and saw the raven right after a fallen wonder woman, he saw her tearing his neck apart ...
And he was falling into the arms of Superman whose noose now wrapped around him dissipated like smoke, and thus a flock of crows that appeared as an immense black cloud, and even emerged from within his blackened stone ...
Then, turning around dissipating like smoke, around the red immensity like blood coming out of his mouth whose flames and penetrating looks asked him ...
- Why, am I here? - He asked.
- It's all over. - Said.
- You have a new chance. - Said.
- Chance? - Repeated ...
- What desire is worth more than your soul ...? - And so the past melted like blood dripping in a stream in rivers of blood in a bleeding of mirrors ...
That place, it was where ..., that place ..., that moment broke, shattered, shattered and turned to dust and in his words he screamed in the middle of everything.
- I wish ... I wish ... I wish to save everyone, abandon my life my soul in exchange for everyone's salvation ...
- A scream was heard at that moment of truth outside of time ... - I wish I didn't depend on anyone else ... - A scream or a roar ...
While in the timeline itself, outside of his screams and wails out of it, when he was impregnated by the lips of each of the two, his blood was draining and the pulse of each of the men was on his lips ...
It was at that time onwards, he was no longer him and he was also not one of them, the bleeding appeared around him like black flames around him like an explosion of dark blood energy was sucked up like a black hole.
While his companions came to the rescue, the stone and rock shattered, shattering into pieces a fight that followed in the midst of magic ...
When the black lords and ancient magicians appeared on the ground and at the exact moment of the confrontation of each one stopped with an explosion of love energy, they threw them with everything spread out.
And it was as if embraced by the blackened tree at the exact moment of everyone appearing there and when stunned by the great spectacle of power, it floated in the midst of absolute darkness ...
And the tree that was an immense black hole was being released by a crater of the abyss that widened and swallowed the knight who floated with open mouths glowing eyes like a blue light.
Her eyes the brightness of the sun that consumed like rays in the darkness in the tree that projected like a woman sculpted in the darkness long thick and black hair of shadow and black fire around ...
Then, once again, his scream was so shrill to freeze the stomach of blood that it spread like gushing rivers and around it waves of vibration as if at that very moment the vibration in the multiverse.
That's when he heard about Subversus ...
Knowing that the glass shattered from that version, the black energy swallowed and thus a new moment of truth appeared, a new beginning, the light was swallowed only , only scattered shadows and blood appeared around it ...
Those fragments were like splinters, magic lost its effect, its hair like long, scattered elongated shadows and its looks blue like the sky.
They appeared around him, his nakedness and shadow of the note disappeared, torn in tattered pieces and alei floating high in blackness as arrows consumed every monster and creature that came out of the dark hole and the vortex of souls ...
Even if they touched someone, one of his followers would laugh like dust, leaving only clothes left on the floor, which did not escape dust and scattered charcoal ashes ...
In the place of a creature, other strands of black energy came around and consumed surrounded by shadows instead of one, they were like bubbles, there were others that disappeared soon after, appearing a new being from the darkness of the abyss ...
Then both bat crows soul and the immense monster with horns, tentacles, claws, millions of eyes and this happened he was loosed around him and soon he looked he was no longer the dark knight ...
That was just another thing that came along with the immense passage and as soon as he came into the world he changed everything at that very moment millions of followers were running around being pursued by the immense creature.
So, it was just like everyone thought, they were controlled as zombies walking mechanically being possessed by skeletons were incorporeal that fled hell and spread through the temple and so he walked without worrying he took a long red robe.
That place that belonged to one of his followers and as soon as he had been caught by the spectral shapes that flew around him and so he walked barefoot, and so they saw around the league of justice and strength of the united nations.
E m a later time, however , not seen a mist followed by a formed souls swirling miasma of energy filled the air and soon , he saw a form of clairvoyance around him he should not see all stopped around and catatonic and without movement.
So, when he looked it was no longer Batman and Bruce Wayne that left everyone paralyzed for a brief moment of moments that he still lying away from the battle ...
At that time, he felt tired, he knew that he should be on the verge of death, that his chest should be crossed, that his leg would not have a concert, but magic really builds miracles, only that he realized that he was not in the present, much less in that cave and in the present moment ...
Then , he looked around him, heard the voice that said to leave everyone and released him, he felt sore, tired and bleeding even though it was not rape ...
Feeling that his leg had broken and Superman by his side , he couldn't speak too tired for that ...
Then it dissolved.
A choked whisper, he just said.
- Clarck ...
He looked for a moment and then falling unconscious again from several nightmares, somehow, his heart stopped beating everything stopped around him.
It was with a gigantic bang it hit again ...
He was then taken by his nightmares , which were called and taken to worlds in destruction of various bloodthirsty dreams ...
By the sight of the steel man who was wounded and the blood with salt all around him, he felt the sea salty, and all around him he was covered in blood, thick and dry blood as if he were bathed in scattered blood. .
It appeared in his eyes and his body and it was his own blood cuts on his wrists that he had been tortured, but the most urgent was the heart that had stopped.
He had been taken to the ambulance and done the CPR, and then taken to the hospital on the spot with his vision of heat the magicians were having a lot of work with the monster coming out of the hole ...
While his followers who did not flee by the explosion of light died by the mouths and claws around ...
About that.
In an old far-away property in the middle of a farm and on a small farm ...
The old place, an old-looking elderly man with long white hair, he saw in the ancient and underground temple with lights and torches ...
That man who was dressed , which was the long, silver robe, looking towards an image of a winged demon carved in stone when a noise of magic catches his attention.
When he saw again the touch of an uncertain future and a devastating moment when he would be kidnapped ...
There was now a circular vortex that opened to his left, he stood up and when he saw Henry with his remaining bloodied and tattered followers, and so he got up and walked towards him with a hard slap across his face knocking him over ...
When he said to watch the man fall to the ground and spoke, while dragging him by the hair towards the altar of stones growling in his direction and slapping his face already bleeding.
- I said it a thousand times and I repeat it again. - Growled in his direction the boy on the floor did not look up, lowering his head in submission.
- That you would regret meddling in the life of my descendant, this was a warning. - And so with a movement of his hand black flames appeared and thus he disintegrated the other followers who accompanied him.
- You must not disobey me, do not repeat that again. - Said.
- If you're lucky , he won't suspect my plan. - It said. –You make mistake after mistake. - And so throwing him on the altar floor.
- What if he does? - And asked on the floor with a bruised face.
While it .
In one othe the world at around the time , out of time ...
Or whatever it was, even without actually leaving there ...
His soul was launched towards the infernal dimension or any other portal, and so it was expected that they looked like soldiers ...
Even if one day it came out as if it sprouted from the scorching earth as if it were coming out of molten lava, but they didn't burn as if they were hot ...
The one who was very welcoming and irreverently good his wounds were healed his whole body was renewed he seemed to return to the time of his vitality he seemed at the height of his youth.
Knowing that his metabolism was accelerating, he felt like his adrenaline-impregnated organism and so he recovered his strength by going up into the sea of souls ...
In which he had devoured moments later, wanting to eat himself , entirely kicking in the middle of the climb, waiting or not when he felt a poignant air.
Feeling an air that was not dark air and if red dust the hands were on the edge rising with an impulse what they least expected were swords in their direction ...
Now that he was wet from what looked like blood of the dead and agonized screams coming with him kneeling on the floor and around orks with armor pointed at him ...
Even if he had regained consciousness he couldn't go against anyone, he didn't know where to go or what to do, so before he could trip up the scarlet voice he screamed ...
- Come ... Even me ... - He heard in his thoughts a simple blink and the scarlet water gushed in each one a flown wind ...
- Fight ... You heard a whisper.
He would fight or be taken into an endless abyss, plummeting and seeing in front of him, as if taken away from the earth, from the known world ...
When he thought about it a lot, he felt tired, but the order persisted he did not want, but was induced to continue.
So, it was when they advanced towards him unexpectedly earlier that he would be striking and at the last moment, when the weapon delivered the blow ...
Then, he punched and gave a circular flight even though now fighting with spurts of water and red powder in each of them a circular flight lying down and then jumping ...
- Punch on the right ... punch on the left flying central kick again and there a jump and a pull pushing like a pendulum ...
And ram where everyone and playing as pylon towards others however amid screams and growls took a sword in his direction tried to divert however soon , he was pushed to the ground and subdued
At this very moment on earth in the middle of the staff that was encrusted in his stomach seconds before the vortex that emerged sucking everyone and taking them into the abyss .
It was at this time that Superman appeared , breaking into that place, flying as if his strength depended on it, but he never came to help ... , not in time, not in the time when he was taken into all the known hells and unknown ...
He was lifted up at this very moment he went into a trance like shadows and wind he groaned as if possessed because he was coming out and the vortex came out smoky creatures, ghosts ... the end ..., zombies, beasts, and all known forms of Armageddon that countless universes have known ...