Deep in the spaces between universes, Edgar Allan Poe watched as the destruction he caused was slowly being undone.

"Now, do you understand?" A familiar voice asked. Poe turned around, seeing an older man with white hair, white mustache, and wore wide glasses.

"Stan?" Poe asked. "I haven't seen you in…"

"It's been thousands of years." Stan agreed. "Do you get why I banished you from the council, so long ago?"

"I- I do." Poe admitted. "I believed the universes were complete darkness. I thought it was impossible that there could be light."

"And that, is what your test was." Stan smiled. "To see the balance between light and dark, in order to maintain the universe."

"So, what now?" Poe asked, curious. "Do I get cast down into the abyss?"

"No, old friend." Stan said softly, laying his hand on Edgar's shoulder. "It's time you've come home." The two gods turned around, walking towards a light from afar. Poe squinted, noticing that inside the light was a table, with chairs all around it. Sitting in those chairs were fellow world creators, such as George Lucas, Steven Spielberg, Jack Kirby, and Bob Kane.

"The council." Poe gasped. Stan simply smiled and nodded.

"Welcome Back, Edgar Allan Poe."

Josie's Bar

"So let me get this straight-" Nica interrupted Andy while he was recounting what happened nearly an hour ago. Around the two was their niece, Alice, John Constantine, Lucifer Morningstar, Oliver Queen, and Ash Williams, somehow fitting in the same booth. "-You confronted Edgar Allan Poe, and convinced him to stop the universes from running into each other?"

"Pretty much." Andy mumbled, taking a cigarette from Constantine and taking a long drag. "The threat is gone. The universes are separated- the way they should be."

"Hang on, mate." Constantine interrupted, thinking about what Andy just said. "You said that the universes are separated. What exactly did you mean by that?"

"You've always told me that magic has a price." Andy shrugged. "And that was pretty powerful magic to keep the universes from destroying each other."

"What price did you pay?" Oliver asked, nervous of the outcome. Andy sighed, looking at his wife.

"Do you remember how the Avengers exist as movie characters in your world, Queen?" Andy asked. The Green Arrow slowly nodded. "The same goes for you in this world. You only exist in a television show. Same for Ash, John, and Lucifer."

"And what about you?" Ash asked, setting down his blunt.

"Nica, Alice, and I exist in a movie series called Child's Play." Andy revealed. "The last film came out in 2017."

"Why are you telling us this?" Alice asked, but she had an idea where her uncle was leading them.

"The price I had to pay…" Andy took a deep breath. "...Is that time was turned back to where our stories are left off. Meaning that Nica and I aren't married."

"Oh God…" Nica whispered. "Do you think that we will be together?"

"I don't know." Andy replied truthfully, and looked at his wife. "But know this Nica: no matter what happens, I will always love you right now. And I will find my way back to you." With that, Andy leaned in and kissed Nica passionately, and the two closed their eyes. It was only after he heard the ticking of Poe's pocket watch, when Barclay pulled away.

"Damn." Andy muttered, checking the silver watch in his hand. "The hour's up." As soon as he said it, a dark shadow began clouding his vision. Despite being covered in darkness, Andy smiled, knowing that even though he had sacrificed his life with his family, he had saved all the universes, the entire multiverse. Before his memory was completely erased, Andy whispered three final words towards Nica.

"I love you…"