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

On March 2021, 3, Clark Kent, the 18-year-old Superman, was crying in front of an old photo that had faded and faded in his parents' barn.

He knelt on the ground, pinching the photo with one hand, and touching his tear-filled eyes with a trembling hand.

It was as if he was touching, a face that was lost forever.

...these are the bluest eyes in the world.

He is willing to devoutly kiss and worship these eyes with the love of his life.

A pair of lover's eyes left for him in the crack of time and space.

"Clark?" Martha looked at her crying son, knelt down and gave him a gentle hug.

She didn't know what happened, but Clark must have encountered something that broke his heart.

"My child...what's the matter with you?" Martha hugged Clark, holding Clark's face in her wrinkled hands. She saw that Clark's eyes were full of grief and sorrow, which made her heartbroken. Need our help, you can tell us... We will always be your parents."

Clark held her wrist, and shouted from the bottom of his heart, which he had recalled countless times in his dreams, "Mom."

The ecstasy of regaining what was lost, and the pain of losing a loved one forever, flooded his heart together.

He couldn't speak for a long time, and looked at his parents with tears in his eyes.

They were surprised by his sudden tears, and looked at him with concern. The backs of the two old people were slightly bent, and their faces were wrinkled by the passage of time, but only their parents had the kind of soft and loving eyes. But it made his heart tremble.

He once buried them in hell with his own hands, he attended their funeral, he searched for their remains in the ruins of the metropolis... Those nightmares are real things that happened before, and he has personally experienced them hell.

Now, now, in a world that had never experienced disasters and nightmares, they were all back to him.

But... what about Rorschach?

Everything in this world is as before, perfect, and in the memory of this world, he lived a life loved by everyone, happy and happy.

He grew up in Smallville, spent his last teenage years in Metropolitan College, entered the "Planet Daily" newspaper, met Batman, met a bunch of partners, established the Justice League, and was elected as the chairman of the Justice League. Switch freely between the two identities, sometimes as a superman flying into the blue sky, and sometimes as a senior reporter of "Planet Daily"...

But no Rorschach.

There is no Rorschach in all his life trajectories, the Leonard family did not move into the Luthor Manor in front of the Kent Farm, and there is not a boy named Leonard in his classmates at the Metropolitan College. He solved the world engine by himself, and among the founders of the Avengers, there was no angel beast.

It was as if Rorschach, his Rorschach, had disappeared from this world out of thin air.

...Only this photo in his hand proves the existence of Rorschach.

Perhaps it was because Luo Xia's face was not photographed in the photo, so when some hidden power erased the traces of Luo Xia's existence, this photo was missed.

It allowed him to find his true, painful and unfortunate memories in this perfect and smooth world.

Upon realizing this, he suddenly felt utter panic.

Huge, gigantic panic and fear struck him, making this steel body that had never been threatened tremble slightly.

The most dreadful thought came to his mind.

If Rorschach didn't exist in his life, where else could he find Rorschach?

What if Rorschach doesn't exist in this world?

What if Rorschach completely disappeared from this world?He won't even leave a shadow, and he will even leave with all the memories about him, so where should he find Rorschach, Clark Kent?

If there is no Rorschach in this world, he might as well die.

Death may be happier than now, because he doesn't need to know the fact that he will never see Rorschach in this world again.

Losing Rorschach may be more painful to him than death.

Death would easily end his life, bringing the eternal peaceful darkness in which he would rest.

But losing Rorschach...

But losing Rorschach...

He didn't even dare to use his imagination to imagine this possibility.

How would he live if he lost Rorschach?

"Have you seen him, Mom?" Clark showed the photo to Martha, with one last tiny hope, "Do you know this guy I took the picture with?"

Martha looked at the photo suspiciously, trying to identify the teenager next to him, but couldn't remember his name.

"...Who is this? Clark, is this your high school classmate? But when did you go to New York with your classmates?" Martha asked.

Clark lowered his head and used his eyes to describe Rorschach in the photo. Even if Rorschach's face was not clearly captured in the photo, his memory has automatically completed Rorschach's expression in the photo.

At that time, Luo Xia's biggest trouble was because he wore a few extra heavy clothes when he went out.He slightly frowned his light golden brows, sniffed his nose, and complained to him under the golden Christmas tree: "If I knew I was going to take pictures, I wouldn't wear so many clothes!"

He looked at him with a smile, hugged the little boy he liked, grabbed Rorschach with his strong arms, and took this photo with him.

They would not have thought at that time that it was this photo that Rorschach had always disliked and failed to take, which became the only treasure that Rorschach carried with him all the time in hell.

Even though he forgot everything and chose to abandon everything because of the pain, he still couldn't bear to part with this little photo and kept it in his palm every day.

That Rorschach didn't recognize himself in the photo, so Carl held his hand and pointed to him: "This is you, Rorschach."

"But my hair is not this color." Rorschach rubbed his chest affectionately, curled up in his arms, and said in that coquettish tone, "I'm sleepy..."

Carl held his hand stubbornly, insisting that Rorschach remember the two people in the photo.

"This is me, Carl, and this is you, Rorschach."

he said in a low voice.

Rorschach didn't seem to like Carl's repeated emphasis on the identities of the two people in the photo. He turned his head and yawned on Carl's shoulder.

Carl still insisted on telling him again and again: "Rorschach, you have to remember, this is me and you, this is yourself."

Rorschach was still sleepy, he half-closed his eyes in a daze, "Got it, this is Karl...this is me..."

He flicked his fingers on the photo copingly, remembering the two people in the photo according to Carl.

Carl quietly looked at Rorschach, who was about to fall asleep, and watched those past things pass away in their lives like running water. There is nothing more painful than this in the world.

Now, this photo has traveled through more than ten years, and it has become the proof that he told everyone that Rorschach once existed in this world.

Clark said anxiously: "This is Rorschach, Dad, Mom, this is Rorschach. You should remember him, before us... before us, he was my best friend."

Martha and Jonathan looked at each other, and Jonathan said, "But, Clark, isn't your best friend Pete...we've never heard you talk about Rorschach..."

"No, it's Rorschach."

Clark stared down at the photo, carefully slipping it into his coat pocket, close to his heart.

"Dad, Mom, I'll go get him back."

On the evening of March 2021, 3, he left the Kent farm and embarked on a vast journey.

Just like every time he leaves this home.

He asked every person in his memory who had intersected with Rorschach about Rorschach's existence.

He went to Leonard's house in Manhattan, showed the photo to the panic-stricken eyes of the Leonards, and asked if they had seen Rorschach.The Leonards shook their heads at him and told him, "Our child's name is William, and he passed away more than 20 years ago."

He arrived at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, stopped everyone and asked if anyone knew a boy named Rorschach.No one nodded at him, only Captain America Steve Rogers recalled: "I once knew a soldier named Rorschach, but that was more than 80 years ago."

Clark, however, as if grasping at a life-saving straw, persistently begged Steve to let him see the photo of the soldier.

Steve said, "It's been too long... I don't have any photos of him around me, maybe you can check his information from the file management."

Clark arrived at the National Archives in an instant like a treasure.He searched through all the documents of World War II soldiers there without sleep, without eating or drinking, and finally found that name in a long dusty and heavy register.

...but that "Rorschach," a black soldier, died at the Battle of Pearl Island on December 1941, 12.

Once again hope was lost.

He sat on the floor of the archives hall, raised his head and swallowed a choked "Rorschach".

—Where else can I find you?

The staff of the archives gathered around the archives hall curiously, looking at this superman who had become different with concern.

No one can tell what has changed in his body, he still has such a handsome face, and still has such jewel-like clear blue eyes, but compared to the Superman that people saw the day before, this Superman has much more than before. thing.

His shoulders were pressed down very low, and he was extremely tired, as if he had just walked through the world for more than ten years, as if he had experienced countless storms, catastrophes and famines, and those winds and snows of life fell in his life. It seems that on the broad shoulders, the heaviest mountains in the world are carried.

...that is the sin he committed in hell, which cannot be washed away.

He thanked these people who were so kind to him, and stumbled out of New York. He went to the metropolis, went to his and Rorschach's school, and asked every faculty member if he remembered a boy named Rorschach.

They shook their heads and eagerly helped him find all the prostitutes he had enrolled in, but there was no one named Rorschach.

"We'd love to help you, Superman, but there really isn't a kid named Rorschach in the Academy."

They told him so.

He returned to the Justice League without hope, asking everyone if they knew Rorschach.

"Who's Rorschach? What's wrong with you, Superman?" The Flash said.

"I've never seen this person before, and I can't see his face clearly in this photo." Wonder Woman who had seen the photo said to him.

Cyborg said, "If you need help, I can search the world for this person."

He immediately searched for traces of Rorschach on the global Internet. Very few people use this German-derived name. The only few people named Rorschach in the world don't even live on this continent.

Clark went to them one by one.

He visits every Rorschach in the world.

Every time there is a little hope, and the futility of knowing that there is no hope.

But none of them are his Rorschach.

Some of them lived by the reeds in Germany, some lived in the cold Greenland, some moved to Australia with their families, some were old, some were in their prime, and some were still in their infancy.

None of them are his Rorschach...

His Rorschach, he could recognize it at a glance.No matter old or young, ugly or beautiful, regardless of skin color or race, as long as it is his Rorschach, he can recognize his lover at a glance.

The parents of the little baby Rorschach saw him and excitedly wanted his autograph. Instead of signing for them, he took off his red cloak and wrapped it around the child who hadn't opened his eyes to see the world.

"This is my gift to him," Clark gently stroked the top of the child's head, "Please tell him for me that he has a very brave and brave name."

The appearance of Superman around the world sparked a global discussion.

He looked hurried, as if he had lost something most important.

He sometimes lost his smile suddenly, and there was a pain and sadness on his face that no one had ever seen before, and a broken heart was reflected in his clear blue eyes.

It was as if he had put on invisible, heavy shackles for himself.

Soon, everyone in the world knew that he was looking for a boy named "Rorschach".

—But who could have seen him?

... This person never existed on Earth at all.

The traces of Rorschach's existence have been erased from this planet, and his memory has been turned into nothingness. The only person who still remembers him is Clark Kent.

It turns out that the most unreachable distance in the world is not between life and death, but that there is no trace of him in this world.

Rorschach, he went too decisively, so decisively that he didn't even want to leave a trace of Clark.

How much hate and how much love is needed to support such a determination.He just didn't want to leave anything behind, he just left cleanly, taking all the memories about him.

He had made up his mind to leave forever.

The god among men stumbled down the brightly lit Fifth Avenue.

This is the busiest street in New York, the center of the world.

"Rorschach..."

"Rorschach..."

He whispered Rorschach's name, just like on a snowy night more than ten years ago, he and Rorschach strolled towards the star-studded Christmas tree in Rockefeller Plaza on this street.

People coming and going looked sideways at the tired Superman.

No one knows what happened to him.

"Do you need help, Superman?"

Someone stepped forward boldly and asked enthusiastically.

"We can help you too, Superman..." Another woman stepped forward.

"You help all of humanity every day, and if you need us, you're always available. Are you hurt, Superman?"

An old gentleman called to stop him.

These kind people were all resurrected after the timeline was repaired, and they walked up to Superman and asked about his situation with concern.

For them, the howling world ruled by Superman does not exist. They still regard Superman as the hope of mankind, their son of tomorrow, and the god of the world.

Clark stood among them, looking around at each face with pain and guilt.

These faces, these caring and worried expressions, these greetings, all come from them.

They are human.

Human beings are weak, greedy, bully each other, conquer each other, hate each other, trample each other, they are ungrateful, even under his protection, they still choose to point their knives at him.

But... humans also gave him the purest kindness and love.

They are weak human beings, but they are also human beings who have the most powerful power in the universe-love and courage.

The light that radiated from the person's body almost burned his eyes.

"Thank you."

He thanked them for their concern one by one, and solemnly said to everyone: "...I'm sorry."

People looked at each other, wondering why he said "I'm sorry".

Because Superman has never failed humans.

From the moment he appeared, he protected the planet that raised him.

He is so good to human beings that he is like a Son, a sun god.

...However, who can know how much pain and misfortune hides in God's heart?

They watched Superman go away.

Clark arrives in Gotham by night.

The silent black knight stood on the gargoyle, waiting for his arrival.

The black cloak surrounded the dark knight as usual, but Clark keenly noticed the change in Batman's aura.

This Batman's mania has turned into an unyielding soul roaring in suffering.

He hovered in front of Batman, a premonition, rising from the darkness.

The question he had asked everyone for so long might have a different answer.

He knew it.

He knew it.

Bruce Wayne, the man standing at the pinnacle of human willpower, the person he fears the most in his life, will use his will to rival that of a god, fight against the majestic power that erases everyone's memory, and finally retrieve his memory, Find the truth that Rorschach once existed.

"Bruce," he said firmly, "...do you remember, Rorschach?"

The dark knight raised his face, and in his steel blue eyes, the sharp eyes were like two sharp knives piercing the night, shooting straight at him.

"--I remember."

"But, hasn't he been forced to death by your own hands?"

"Did you forget how you forced him to kill himself repeatedly, how you forced him to give up his memory, how you forced him to give you his eyes?"

"Clark Kent, look at me."

Batman's voice sounded like a sentence from hell.

A series of invisible, hot, thick red-hot iron chains bound the body of the god on earth, making him suffer like a torturer in front of Batman.

...And he couldn't say a word of rebuttal in this trial court.

... yes, it was him.

It was he himself who forced Rorschach to death with his selfish love.

Luo Xia resurrected with love and came to him, but at the beginning, he chose to lock him in a cage.

That Rorschach sat on the bed with her knees hugged, turned her face to look at him blankly, and shed a tear for him.

Rorschach said, "Clark, how could you let him get your hands dirty?"

Rorschach said, "Clark, you'll never turn back—"

At that time, he interrupted him roughly, not wanting to hear another word of dissuasion from Rorschach.

He insisted on going his own way, and wanted to make this earth under his protection from now on, and there would be no more wars and no more crimes.

But he didn't expect that that was the beginning of him pushing Rorschach into the abyss step by step.

His Rorschach stood on the edge of the cliff, covered with scars, but still wanted to reach out, grab him who had already fallen into the abyss, and pull him back to the world.

...but what did he do?

He imprisoned Rorschach, threatened Rorschach's parents, killed his friends, destroyed his will, and finally let Rorschach tell him with a smile: "Clark, let's go to hell together."

Clark suddenly faltered.

So silly, Rorschach.

You can be as stupid as you want.

He said almost in a choked voice in his heart.

I'm the one who should go to hell, why did you come to save me?

I am the one who deserves to go to hell and never be redeemed with my deep sin.

... But why, you still have to sacrifice yourself to redeem my sinful soul?

Batman stares deep into Superman's painful blue eyes.

——In these eyes, he saw a strong, kind, brave, and most precious soul.

"I promised you that if I can still see you in this world, I will kill your life with my own hands."

Batman said hoarsely.

He pulls out the kryptonite ring that once sliced ​​through an artery in Superman's neck.

Clark looked down at the ring: "...Thank you, B. Thank you for remembering our agreement. But, can you give me some time, I want to get Rorschach back, I want the world to remember Rorschach Xia, not just me and you can still remember him."

Batman said, "Find him? What are you going to do to get him back? You've searched all over the planet these days, have you found him yet?"

Clark looked sad.

"B, have you ever wondered why the collider didn't return to the time before the metropolis was blown up as you set, but followed our time and came to 2021?"

After a long time, he opened his mouth to speak.

Batman was silent.

"You must also be suspicious, B, I know you like I know myself. I'm guessing, maybe the collider didn't go back in time at all, and what really changed the world was that someone erased the existence of Rorschach."

"Someone took him from this world, Bruce."

Clark said firmly.

"You just don't want to believe that he has found the peace of his soul."

Batman spoke up.

"What do you think if he's already at peace, and you want to dig him out of his grave, like you once did? Did it ever occur to you that he didn't want to see you again? Maybe it was for him It is said that death is the greatest relief, and leaving you is the ultimate harmony and tranquility."

Batman whispered in the dark night of Gotham, but every word was like thunder, resounding in Superman's ears.

His heart throbbed uncontrollably.

He clutched his atrium, a heart dripping with blood, and mourned for the most likely answer.

"he……"

Clark smiled bitterly: "He must hate me."

After all, in that hell, Rorschach had told him countless times that he hated him.

But... why would he, Clark Kent, use Rorschach's sacrifice in exchange for redemption?

Where is he worth all this? ?

"I just want to trade my life for Rorschach to live. Compared to me, he is the one worth living. He is the most worth living, Bruce. He doesn't have to see me, I won't let When I appear in front of him, I won't hurt him again, all I want is... just to look at him and be able to gain happiness."

Clark said.

Batman fell silent.

After a long time, he said word by word: "He is indeed more worthy of a happy life than you."

"So I have to bring him back. I want to make up for the happiest life in his life - this is what I owe him."

Clark said this at the end of their conversation.

He has left the earth since that day.

Since Rorschach cannot be found on Earth, he will look for it in the universe.

If Rorschach cannot be found in this universe, he will look for it in another universe.

His long prison sentence had begun the moment he regained all his memories.

During this journey of exile, he searched every planet in the universe.

There are more than 2000 billion stars in the Milky Way. Among these more than 2000 billion stars, the yellow sun is just one of them located 3.3 light-years away from the center of the Milky Way. It quietly exudes a warm glow at the left spiral arm of Orion. Watching this Son of God favored by the sun go farther and farther.

His starting point is in the solar system, and then he travels all the way to every star in the Milky Way.

1 light-year, 2 light-years, 3 light-years, 4 light-years... He slowly traveled far outside the solar system, arrived in every galaxy, and looked for traces of Rorschach in every galaxy with intelligent life.

He arrived at the remains of Krypton 27.1 light years later.

The planet exploded from within after his father sent him away, becoming another ruin in the vast universe.

He watched quietly for a while outside the ruins of Krypton.

This is where his life comes from.

Jor-El put him in a spaceship bound for Earth before the planet collapsed upon itself.

The water-blue planet 27.1 light-years away was chosen by Jo-El himself, a planet full of love.

At that moment, did Jor Al ever think that his son would destroy the earth in a few decades?

Clark was only outside Krypton for a short while.

He didn't have much time, he still wanted to find Rorschach, Rorschach must be waiting for him somewhere in the universe, he wanted to find Rorschach, and then pay him back everything he owed him.

He visited 4000 billion planets with life in the Milky Way, and then continued to travel to 50 trillion extragalactic galaxies.

He met the most powerful enemy in his life, Darkseid, on Apocalypse.

Apocalypse was originally one of his main targets.He had long suspected that the person with the power to erase a person's existence would be Darkseid.

Darkseid's omega rays nearly killed him.

Darkseid, the most powerful new god in the existing universe, stomped his head under his feet. He was furious for the arrival of Superman. Before he conquered the earth, how dare this sad Kryptonian come alone like this Go to Apocalypse to challenge him?

Clark was trampled on the soles of his feet, and the omega ray cut a whole wound from his forehead to the back of the ears. His combat uniform was shattered, his browbones were bleeding, and his lungs were almost ashes.

Darkseid folded his hands on top of his head: "I am amazed by your overreach. How could you think that you can defeat me, the new God?"

His fingers fell limply to the ground of Apocalypse.

The blood dripping from the brow bone dripped on his eyelashes, at least half of his bones were broken, and in the hallucination of dying, he saw Rorschach looking at him with cold and disgusting eyes, and said coldly: " I don't want to see you again, Kal-El."

Rorschach, Rorschach, don't look at me like that...

He is too greedy, his love is greedy and not satisfied, when he didn't see Rorschach, he just wanted to take another look at his baby, when he saw Rorschach, a hateful look from Rorschach would be enough Let him suffer to the point of breaking to pieces.

Don't look at me like that, Rorschach, I will give you everything back...

I want to make up for everything you lost...

Give me one more chance, just a little, just a little——

The obsession with love made him burst out with infinite power in an instant when he was on the verge of death, his hands clenched into fists, and he punched out from Darkseid's hands again!

He was almost insane, exhausted all the strength in his body, exhausted his life like a brilliant yellow sun, resisted the omega rays cutting his body, and defeated Darkseid.

Although this Darkseid is just a clone of Darkseid in their universe, and his true godhead is still in a higher-level universe, as long as Clark is sure that he did not find Rorschach on this apocalyptic star, he will Enough is enough.

Darkseid fell.

Clark was covered in blood, his cut waist exposed black and red organs, and the wound on his forehead looked like a chasm, dyeing his entire face red.

He picked up what had fallen, his arm.

Another loose piece of uniform material was torn off his body, and his arms were tied around his shoulders.

He looked at Darkseid for a while in the bright red world, then raised his head again to look at the rust-colored sky of Apocalypse.

The demon-like legion swarmed up, as if besieging a dying beast, and devoured him bit by bit.

——But what rises from the Apocalypse is only the doomsday-like, red heat rays.

The heat rays covered the entire Apocalypse at a speed like an exploding mushroom cloud.

...On this day, Superman Kal-El wiped out the most terrifying planet in the universe by himself.

After the Apocalypse battle, he stayed near a star for a short while, absorbing the energy of the star to maintain his life.

The light of a sun-like star could also heal him, and if he stayed long enough, he could still return to his old strong body without a single scar.

But he is running out of time.

He still has too many planets in the universe that he has not gone to. If this universe cannot be found, he will go to another universe.

Even if he has a lifespan as long as the sun, the time left for him is far from enough.

He continued on the road with scars all over his body.

Rumors of Superman began to be brought up in every corner of the universe.

He has been to so many stars, and each star has given him dazzling light. His strength is perfectly combined with his fighting skills. He is undoubtedly the most powerful existence in this universe.

And now, he has love.

This is what humans taught him, love and courage.

The power of love makes him transcend everything, making him have a will that cannot be destroyed even if the universe is destroyed no matter when and where.

His life is just for one, maybe no longer in this universe, a little bright soul.

Since entering the universe, his time has lost its measure.

He gradually forgot how long he had wandered in the universe, but all the memories related to Rorschach became more and more vivid in his day-to-day imprisonment.

Those things seem to have happened yesterday, and he can even see Rorschach's trembling eyelashes in his memory when he fell asleep. He patiently counted Rorschach's upper eyelid eyelashes during the space journey, and there are 150 seven .

But sometimes these memories seem to be far away from him, as far away as the last half of his life.He suddenly couldn't remember how long he had been away from the earth. He seemed to have been wandering in a hopeless direction in the universe since ancient times. He was neither Kal-El nor Clark Kent, just a lonely, enduring Prisoners under execution.

He was completely panicked that day.He was afraid that at the end of his sentence, he would not be able to find Rorschach. He was afraid that he would have neither a way forward nor a way back. It's been too long.

He spent an indeterminate amount of time that day on a desolate planet without life, carefully looking at the photo he carried, Rorschach and his only photo, all day and night.

This is him.

This is Rorschach.

This is Clark Kent.

And his favorite, most precious star.

And so he watched, like a motionless marble sculpture, in the weathering of a barren planet, engraving the picture in his mind, engraving it in his soul.

Although there is no oxygen in space, this photo will never age, but he is still afraid that it will turn into ashes and disappear one day, so he can only go to the planet where the collector is, and ask the other party to help him reframe this photo .

The collector thought for a long time, and finally came up with a solution, helping him sew the photo under the skin of his arm.

That way he would carry this photo with him forever, forever, until he died.

With the OA galaxy as the center, there are 3600 sectors in the universe. He searched every planet in the 1400 sectors, every time with hope, but every time he failed.

After he arrived at Planet OA, where the Green Lantern Corps was headquartered, the Guardians of the Universe sent the entire Green Lantern Corps to hunt him down.

——At the beginning of his rule of the earth, they used the Green Lantern Corps to counter his power, but with the help of Sinestro's Yellow Lantern Corps, he wiped out the Green Lantern Corps and killed the largest Green Lantern in the universe Xia, that planet, Morgan Star.

After a long and endless search, he finally saw a little light here.

The Guardians of the Universe also know what happened in that uncorrected timeline.

They knew, so they wanted to send the Green Lantern Corps to hunt him down, which meant—they probably knew Rorschach's whereabouts! !

He was ecstatic, and let the Green Lantern Corps use the Green Lantern chains and shackles to bring him to the Guardian of the Universe.

His strength makes this group of guardians who are located at the starting point coordinates of the center of the universe and guard the universe at all times fearful.

The Guardians wanted to judge him for his crimes, but he just told them that he could come here anytime and confess, but they couldn't, they couldn't just take Rorschach away.

He is now stronger than the former leader Kal-El, and as long as he wants to, the Guardians and the Green Lantern Corps can't stop him at all.

...After weighing the balance, the guardians finally spoke to him, pointing him to a final direction.

"Go to the end of the universe, in the Prometheus galaxy in front of the wall of origin, you will meet the person you want to meet."

So he traveled across the entire universe, came to the Prometheus galaxy, and saw a blue god.

This one standing on the edge of the universe, quietly waiting for his arrival, Dr. Manhattan.

"If you use the time on earth, I have been waiting for you for 600 years, eleven months and two days."

Doctor Manhattan spoke.

"Where is Rorschach? Did you bring him to me? Did you take him?"

Apart from Rorschach, he has nothing to care about after searching for hundreds of millions of years in the universe.

Dr. Manhattan looked at him for a long time, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Clark began to get impatient, he couldn't wait, every second he was delayed, he might miss seeing Rorschach by one second, one second