[Comprehensive British and American] Don't rush, the angel beast is evolving

The past, the fleeting time, and the cool evening breeze under Smallville's starlight more than ten years ago, all followed this photo, rushing towards him.

... how could he forget?

——On a sunny afternoon in Kansas,? He saw the blond boy for the first time under the stairs.His Rorschach.his.his.His Rorschach.From where their lives intersected, Rorschach ran down the stairs laughing, like an angel falling into his arms from the sky.

——In that starry night, they were walking on the ridge of the field, his Rorschach's eyes were filled with tears because of worry, when he turned his face to look at him, the tip of his nose was red, and he said angrily: "I don't need you to carry me !"

He looked at him,? His Rorschach, his angel, teenage young heart pounding.

It was on this night that he fell into his wild and unsolvable love.

They hugged and laughed happily during Christmas carols in Rockefeller Plaza; they made promises to each other in the evening purple sea breeze; Kiss; they meet again after life and death,? His Rorschach draws a heart to him in the bright stars around the watchtower; they love each other in the old room of the Kent farm, every time Rorschach cries and holds him tight, ?No matter how much it hurts, he doesn't want to let him leave.? His boy,? His Rorschach,? His angel? Has the most brave and fearless heart in the world.

They bid farewell in the arctic blizzard,? He dug out the bullet in his chest with his hands amid Rorschach's screams, and told him "My blood is red, Rorschach"; they spent their time in Justice League Washington A year without anyone disturbing,? The Rorschach who voluntarily chose to forget everything regarded him as the only harbor, always sat in his arms relying on him, and called him "Carl" innocently and sweetly, like a child as clumsily as he kept a diary filled with his name; they met on a base in Africa and he told him grimly that he would kill everyone he knew—

It turns out that the story of their life is a line of poetry destined to be written from the first meeting, and the end of each rhyme is a painful "I love you".

How could he forget...

How could he forget the person he loved the most in his life?

He actually forgot him in hell like this, and went to heaven by himself.

The person who was destroyed by his own hands, standing in the boundless years behind him, is still smiling at him in time.

——He personally destroyed Rorschach.

He took away his love, and then his happiness.

He made the angel who came towards him with a steaming heart on the verge of collapse time and time again. He stretched out his hand in hell, trying to imprison an angel who was born with wings.

He told him that he would break his wings.

He finally got what he wanted...

The memoryless Rorschach had turned into a beautiful little fool who remembered no one but leaned on his chest.

But what he didn't know was that Rorschach had been destroyed by him since that time.

Luo Xia lost everything, the light in his eyes disappeared, and he had no reason to live.

Clark Kent, how can you forget? ?

... How could you just so easily gain salvation at the cost of Rorschach's life.

In the last year of hell, after he was severely injured by a kryptonite hydrogen bomb, he was imprisoned by Batman in a transparent cylindrical red sun prison. When he woke up, he was already wearing a gray-white restraint suit.

The red sun's rays robbed him of his powers, turning him into a normal, powerless human.

This is the cage that Batman built for him, which will imprison him for a long life.

He knew Rorschach was dead.his.His Rorschach.Not far from him, he was not breathing.

And he didn't even get to see him for the last time.

In this way, he lost Rorschach again.

...and maybe forever.

He wept bitterly, heartbroken, never in his life had shed such hot tears, he punched the special glass wall, his knuckles were all cracked on the glass wall, and a line of blood dripped on the glass.Many days later, Batman's black mechanical boots appeared before his eyes.

Batman, who also lost everything, calmly called out his name in front of him: "Clark Kent."

It was like a calm sky after a heavy rainstorm with black clouds overwhelming the city.

Kal-El sat on the ground with his knees bent, propping his knees on one hand, and looked up at Batman indifferently.

He was silent for a while before slowly speaking: "Congratulations, you beat me, Bruce."

Batman clenched his fists.

He stared into Kal-El's eyes, his jaw under the bat helmet tensed tightly, and he let out a deep growl: "No, we defeated you, Clark."

"It was all of us who defeated you. I want you to remember your failure today. You can only become a prisoner of mankind forever."

Kal-El answered him in silence.

Like a fading sun that has lost its vitality, he said in a low voice in this red prison: "...I can do whatever you want, but let me take another look at him...let me take another look... he……"

Batman looked coldly at the god on earth who begged him in a low voice.

"Look at him?" He said word by word with suppressed anger, "If you want to see him, you can stand up and look at yourself, Clark Kent, stand up and look at me!"

Every sentence of his was pressed at the end of the previous sentence, and his voice became deeper and deeper, and he struggled more and more.

When he finally said the phrase "look at me", he almost roared out, slammed his palm on the glass wall, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why do you think you can still see me now? Who do you think gave you Those eyes? Clark Kent?"

The deep meaning in his words made Kal-El suddenly stand up, look at Batman, and asked repeatedly: "...What do you mean, Bruce, what do you mean...what do you mean...no, this is not true ..."

The most frightening truth struck him like a thunderbolt. Huge waves hit him head-on. He was so beaten that he could hardly stand still. His hands were tightly pressed against the glass wall. In the reflection of the glass, he saw the inside of his eye socket. Those clear, pale blue eyes.

——These eyes are the eyes of the one he loves, the ones he has engraved in his bones.

With clear blue light traces, there is a light white circle on the outermost side of the iris, which is crystal clear and cold like the sky in northern Europe.

He covered his eyes with his hands in grief, and wailed in despair: "Rorschach—"

His fingers wanted to dig into his eye sockets, to dig out these eyes that did not belong to him, but this was the last thing Rorschach left him, these are Rorschach's eyes, these are Rorschach's eyes! ! !

Why?Why give me your eyes, Rorschach?

I destroy you, hit you, take away your friends, your family, take away your happiness, your sanity, pull you from the sky into the abyss, and bring you scars, but why do you still want to kill yourself? eyes for me? ?

So stupid, Rorschach, this is so stupid, I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it...

He fell to his knees and stretched out his hands tremblingly, catching the extremely painful tears falling from his eyes drop by drop.

He was like a man whose heart was pierced by random arrows, his majestic and broad back collapsed like a mountain, and every cry was like weeping blood.

"Rorschach...I'm not worth it...Rorschach...don't leave me..."

Batman looked at him quietly, the blue eyes he saw just now still flashing in front of his eyes.

... These are the clearest eyes in the world that he has ever seen.

"He lets you see the world with his eyes. Clark Kent, he loves the world, he loves everyone." Batman whispered Rorschach's last words to him.

He watched Kar-El's bent back, the tightly clenched fist finally slowly loosened.

"I will not let you die easily. You will spend the rest of your life repenting for the crimes you have committed against mankind."

Before leaving Red Sun Prison, the Dark Knight told his best friend and enemy.

Karl-El has been completely quiet since that day.

He maintains the same posture every day, with one knee bent, leaning against the wall of the Red Sun Prison, his blue eyes looking at the void in front of him, it seems that there, he can see his lost love from memory come to him.

He stroked his Rorschach's face in the air with his fingers over and over again, and sometimes he would smile slightly in hallucinations and softly call Rorschach's name.

Sometimes he really thinks that Rorschach can't do it anymore, so he will reach out his hand and touch his eyes softly and nostalgicly.

These are his Rorschach's eyes... Every time he touches these eyes, it's like stabbing a sharp knife into a rotten heart.But the more it hurts, the more he is reluctant to let go. He can only taste a trace of Rorschach's existence in such pain.

He shed bloody tears with these eyes, and hurriedly caught them, he was not willing to cry from Rorschach's eyes.

When they first fell in love, he had been delighted that his mother had added tender blue eyes.At that time, Rorschach held his face sweetly and said seriously: "Your eyes are the most beautiful blue in the world."

At that time, he ended the argument between them with a kiss, but what he didn't say was that only Rorschach's eyes were the most beautiful blue in the world in his heart.

...his Rorschach.his baby.his angel.his love.his star.

His life was trapped in the thorn valley of fate, and he never had the chance to embrace that star again.

After being in the Red Sun Prison for an unknown number of days and years, he finally closed his eyes and said softly to the air: "...I admit that I did something wrong, Rorschach, I did something wrong."

Every step he took was wrong, wrong at the beginning, and then he walked on a road that he could not turn back, and he could never go back to the past.

His willful will made everyone leave him, made the world tremble under his intimidation, caused countless living beings to be destroyed, and made Rorschach cry in his arms in such pain.

he was wrong...

But what's the use if he admits his mistake?

His Rorschach would never come back.

It was he who made Rorschach die in pain, and it was he who made Rorschach lose a pair of eyes for him.

...It was he himself who pushed his Rorschach off the cliff.

He leaned against the wall, raised his head and closed his eyes.

As Batman said, he will spend the rest of his life atoning for his sins, missing his Rorschach over and over again in the hell of memories.

He remembered every word they said since they met, every expression and every movement of Rorschach, which became the memory fragments that he sealed in the photo frame, sorted them in order, and arranged them in the big picture in his brain. Invisible Archives.

The only thing he does every day is to revisit these clips one by one. His Rorschach, who is crying or laughing, shows a surprised expression in front of him, and the Rorschach who calls him "Clark".

Sometimes he would see Rorschach standing beside him, the teenage Rorschach, who was as happy as an angel, opened his clear blue eyes and asked slyly: "Do you miss me?" Yeah, Clark?"

Clark looked at him and nodded slightly.

"I miss you too, Clark," Rorschach smiled in front of him, "Come back soon, come back and see me, okay?"

Clark: "Wait for me to come back..."

Rorschach started to run backwards after he finished speaking, and Clark quickly reached out to grab him, but he could only touch a cold glass wall.

...It turned out that what he saw was only the reflection of the eyes on the glass wall.

He propped himself against the wall in despair, and called Rorschach's name softly and sadly.

But no one will answer him again.

One day after being imprisoned in the Red Sun prison for a long time, the long-running Red Sun beam simulation transmitter suddenly went out.

——It was the steel skeleton who absconded outside, finally broke through the system of this prison, and shut down the simulator.

The circular reinforced special glass wall was extremely fragile in front of him, and he just touched it lightly, and clear cracks appeared on the glass.

He pressed his palm against the glass, and the entire glass wall made a crisp shattering sound, bursting into snowflake-like lines on the surface, and then shattered into fine powder.

The prison alarm rang in an instant.

Clark's strength has been restored, he flew out of the prison's circular base, landed in the corridor outside the prison, and waited quietly for 2 minutes, until Batman hurriedly appeared.

Batman stopped and looked into his blue eyes.

"You have 1 minutes."

"One minute of what?" Clark asked.

Batman pursed his lips and looked at him.

...Clark realized that Batman's mouth hadn't moved just now.That voice came from inside his skull.

——This is of course another perfect plan prepared by Batman to prevent him from escaping from prison.

Ant-Man, who was guarding the prison around the clock, was minimized into an atomic state as early as the first second he left the glass cage, and entered his cerebral cortex.

As long as he wants to attack, Ant-Man can destroy his nerves immediately, making him a walking dead without consciousness and consciousness.

Batman stared deeply into Clark's eyes, and then said without hesitation: "You have 52 seconds to go back to prison, otherwise Ant-Man will detonate the bomb directly in your head, you don't want to know the consequences of doing so."

Clark said: "You don't have to be so vigilant, Bruce. I don't intend to be your enemy anymore."

"45 seconds," Batman said.

Clark smiled wryly.

"Bruce, the proton beam collider you built in Europe—the time machine, it's too dangerous for Barry to provide it with running energy. It will consume Barry's speed force in just a few picoseconds, I I thought, I would be a better candidate."

Batman gave him a dark look, and finally stopped counting.

He wasn't bored enough to ask Clark where he got the news. Perhaps Superman knew that they were starting to manufacture collider parts all over the world when Rorschach was still alive.

Batman asked sarcastically, "You think I'll let you get out of here so easily?"

"I know that you don't trust me anymore, but Barry is the one you value more than my life. Let me replace Barry. If you can go back in time, if you can... "

He was almost choked up, unable to express the deepest and most painful longing in his heart. It was like a dreamy bubble that he could finally touch in the eternal despair. It might bring him willing to spend his life The result of the exchange may soon be broken.

But he doesn't care anymore.

——As long as there is a slight possibility, even if it is a one in ten thousand, one in a billion chance, that Luo Xia can return to this world he loves, he is willing to sacrifice his life for it.

Even a small possibility can become a flame that burns his soul and ignites his despair.

Batman looked at him silently for a while, and finally said slowly: "The proton beam collider will go back the time of the entire earth, the risk is extremely high, and you may die because of it-how is this for you? Isn't it what you want?"

Clark looked at him and said, "So I believe in you, Bruce, you will make it succeed, right? Rather than let me succeed—" He paused here, "You must hope that this world will return to It's what it used to be."

Batman doesn't speak.

"Just take it as my atonement for it..." Clark said with downcast eyes.

Batman stood there for a long time, and they were in a stalemate. Two suffering souls, two men beaten by fate again and again, faced each other at the end of the doomsday.

After a long, long time, Batman finally made a cold and hoarse voice: "In a month, I will activate the collider."

Clark looked up at him, with eager ecstasy in his heart, as if his whole body was illuminated: "Thank you, Bruce, thank you, thank you—"

Without a word, Batman watched him go back to his cell.

For the next month, he desperately drifted around the sun, absorbing the yellow sun rays frantically and greedily, just wanting to absorb as much energy as possible, and absorbing one more minute of yellow sun rays. Treating his body as an unprecedentedly large storage battery, Huang Yangyang's energy surged in his body.

He could see that his cells were bursting from the inside one by one due to excessive absorption of the original energy of the solar radiation, and at the same time, his energy was also increasing rapidly.

But he still worries about not enough, not enough.He has to have enough energy, which is enough to break the one-dimensional time dimension, so as to make the collider run.

His greedy absorption of the yellow sun's rays made every cell of his body almost full, and the inside of his body was rapidly deformed, internal organs were displaced, and the skin was ruptured. By the time Batman activated the collider, he was almost a monster.

But he didn't feel any pain at all, all he had was infinite ecstasy.If he can really bring Rorschach back, if he can really make Rorschach live in this world again, then he can willingly sacrifice his life.

Batman, Iron Man, Dr. Banner and others stood in the laboratory of the large collider, looking down at him from a high place.

Before pressing the start button, Batman asked Superman again: "Are you sure you're ready?"

Clark said: "I will do my best."

"I set the time before the Joker destroyed Metropolis," Batman said.

Clark nodded, and before walking into the collider, he turned to Batman and said, "...If we succeed, you met me at that time, please kill me as soon as possible."

Tony Stark chimed in: "Don't worry, even if he doesn't do it, I'll do it."

"Thank you." Clark nodded to him, then turned around and walked into the collider without hesitation.

The collider starts to fire.

After the countdown sound of the computer ended, he put his hands together, and a powerful energy burst out from his body like moving mountains and filling seas. The light waves of the yellow sun exploded thousands of meters underground, urging the entire computer that gathered the financial resources and technologies of all human beings. The very large proton beam collider starts——

The collision of high-energy synchrotrons, the collision of two streams of proton particles, the reaction rate distorts the space-time network, and travels through all the time from the beginning of the universe to the end of the universe in an instant.

Time is like a spring net. On both sides of this net, the protons from one universe collide with the protons of another universe, crossing hundreds of billions of galaxies, resulting in endless quantum entanglement.

His body was completely particleized in the proton beam, like a grain of sand blown away by the solar wind, or like a proton that originally existed in this universe, and then was wiped away by a huge blue hand His quantum entanglement with another proton.

... All of them thought that the collider would break the time dimension and go back to the time of the earth, but they didn't know that because of Rorschach's wish, at the last moment, Dr. Manhattan brought the Rorschach star from another universe. The protons are completely erased from this universe.

Thus, the space-time network collapsed by a proton began to bounce back automatically, and all traces of Rorschach's existence were being spontaneously corrected by the timeline: first, the affected inorganic substances, then organic substances, and finally, human memory.

The mighty flow of time through the ages will not stop its promotion because of the will of any individual.Under the flow of time, all life is just a small proton, and the revision of the timeline is a tsunami sweeping the world, washing all the protons back and forth.

...Everyone who has met Rorschach or interacted with Rorschach will delete the memory of him from their minds.

... All the memories related to Rorschach disappeared from the earth at this moment.

...All the existing facts that have changed because of him have been changed again and extended to a new direction.

It is neither the original path before Rorschach's arrival nor the path after Rorschach's arrival, but a re-corrected path automatically generated by the timeline after the two paths were cut off.

In this newly generated, sparkling timeline.

The metropolis that has long been in ruins is being rebuilt, and the fallen stones are still. The burn marks of the Parthenon faded away, and the billions of people who disappeared from the earth once again had a heartbeat. In the memory restored by the timeline, all disasters never happened.

The passing time compensated them in a way they could not have imagined.

When the timeline of the entire earth was restored, the fireworks in Times Square in New York went up at the same time. People who lined up to buy tickets overnight and waited for the clock to strike cheered excitedly. They opened wine bottles and spray paint, and thousands of hands joined together Lifting up, thousands of bodies twisted and jumped, amidst cheers and singing, human beings ushered in the first second of time flow on January 2021, 1. ……New Year arrived.

On the first second of January 2021, 1, entering this second in the newly restored timeline, Clark Kent, wearing his blue uniform and cape as red as blood, landed beside the gargoyle from the drowsy night sky of Gotham .

He looked at the Batman standing on the gargoyle, who was as silent as a bronze statue, and frowned slightly: "...Did I forget something, Bruce?"

The author has something to say: Aha, unexpected, we didn't restart, just erased it!

Just kidding, just kidding, Clark will go to Dr. Manhattan to settle accounts in the next chapter, and Rorschach will appear in the next chapter! ! !

Clark here retains his power from the timeline of injustice + the solar energy absorbed later, so now he is very strong, very strong, extremely strong, strong enough to punch through the sixth dimension.

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感谢在2021-06-21?00:39:02~2021-06-22?03:06:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Lingdong has arrived? 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: ZERO? 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: late summer? 10 bottles; Well~ I may be a fine point? 2 bottles; salted fish larva???, arbor? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!