togophonebook Chapter 637 The Emperor Joker and the Batman Who Loved Him
Chapter 637 The Emperor Joker and the Batman Who Loved Him
Chapter 637 The Emperor Joker and the Batman Who Loved Him
Omg.
Think about it, darling.
What a boring world this is.
The sun always rises in the east and sets in the west. I mean, the sun never thinks about trying out a day like, "Hey, wouldn't it be interesting if I rose in the west?"
The police are always arresting criminals for corruption, bribery, or other messy things. Everyone is playing their part in this huge cage, and no matter how much they hate it, they never think of escaping from this prison.
Compared to living people, they seem more like a pre-programmed sequence of perfectly domesticated lambs in an orderly world.
Haha.
Life is nothing but a terrible nightmare, and most people are trapped in it and refuse to wake up.
This world is full of traces of polishing, and I gradually came to understand how morbid, imperfect, and broken this piece of soil, which is permeated with hints and accidents, is.
It doesn't exist now, nor did it exist in the past.
Even in the future, there will be no creator's plan, a divine decree, or a bearded white superhero to gradually implant the idea of harmony into the little brains of every living being in the universe.
The entire universe is nothing but a poorly constructed project, and everyone suffers from it, like sitting behind a desk or wearing a jacket with a bench on it, everyone finds this kind of life painful.
For a very long time, even before I learned of my failed end through the time travel, I was obsessed with the hope of destroying the entire universe and everything about him.
I originally intended to unleash my magic to carry out a grand and exciting massacre, after which the destruction caused would have a healing effect.
Screaming blood and violent skulls will all belong to me. Thank you to all who support me... Then, I will restore everything and leave behind a clean and peaceful new universe.
I am the Emperor Clown.
I once wanted to destroy the universe.
But I failed. It wasn't because I lacked the strength or because the plan changed, but because of one person.
batman.
My Batman, my Bruce. The power of the five dimensions revealed to me the only thing I cannot destroy, the only thing that has meaning in this utterly boring and ridiculous world, the only thing that can bring me comfort.
When I was about to leave this world and become an eternal star orbiting with the Seventh Seal constellation, it was Batman who pulled me back from the brink of destruction.
Over the years, Batman has saved me time and time again. He has pulled me back from the brink of self-destruction and told me that I will always have a goal to pursue for the rest of my life, that our story will never end, and that we will be intertwined for the rest of our lives.
Our game never ends, and although Batman would never admit it, I know deep down he enjoys it too.
I'm like the opposite of Batman... How can there be angels without demons?
Batman isn't a specific person to me, but a symbol. No matter when or where, he will always touch my heart.
Generally speaking, Batman rarely participates in our games willingly. He always seems very reluctant and forced to do so, but that's part of Batman's fun and part of my fun.
But under normal circumstances, I'm always the one who takes the initiative.
Sigh, what can I do? I need Batman more. In a relationship, the one who needs others more is always the weaker one.
But this Batman is different. You know what? He's different from the Batman I've ever known.
First of all, he is undoubtedly a Batman, not some imposter like the Batman Who Laughs or the Merciless Iron Fist who wears the Batman skin.
But then comes the part that makes him most different from other Batmen:
He actually took the initiative to play with me!
"You're a troublemaker."
At this moment, Parallax Morhal looked at the comical little creature that had appeared beside the Emperor Jester, resembling a ridiculous jester:
"You wouldn't be stupid enough to rescue the Emperor Joker."
"Actually, that's not what I came here for," the troublemaker said.
When facing the Parallax Demon Hal, who was stronger than him, the Mischievous One appeared unusually well-behaved. He hadn't come to fight this time, but to reclaim his power. Making sarcastic remarks about Hal would only bring him trouble, so the Mischievous One decided to keep his foul mouth shut... just this once in a while.
Five-dimensional beings are not invincible. The most famous defeat of the Mischief-Maker, besides being controlled by the World Forger, was being captured and beaten black and blue by the Supreme Superman.
The beings of the fifth dimension possess the same characteristics as Dr. Manhattan; they exist simultaneously at every node of the hypertime flow. Therefore, there is no distinction between past and present troublemakers. From beginning to end, the troublemaker who appears at any time and in any place is the same person.
"In fact, I'm here to reclaim the power of the Emperor Joker. You have to understand that the Emperor Joker's use of my power was an abnormal appropriation. I'm just here to fix a problem I created in the past."
"A problem?" Hal asked. "Then why didn't you come to solve it the moment it became a problem?"
"I can't, because he took away 99% of my strength at that time."
Hal sized up the other person.
"Then you appear to possess all the power now."
"That's because I've now taken back those powers."
Hal glanced at the Emperor Joker beside him.
"But his strength hasn't diminished at all."
"This won't happen again after I regain my power."
"So after you reclaim his power, you will possess two powers?"
"No, of course it's still one serving! What are you thinking?"
Parallax Morhal was completely confused, so he decided to give up on pursuing the matter. He then said, "You can't just take away his power like that. I also need this fifth-dimensional divine power to help me..."
"That's your problem. Also, I smelled bat mites somewhere," the troublemaker said. "Bat mites, where are you?"
No one answered.
Hal was too lazy to think about it anymore. He simply reached out his hand to the troublemaker, but the troublemaker instantly appeared in front of the Emperor Joker.
Hal frowned slightly. He couldn't figure out where his attack had gone; it was like throwing a stone into the ocean when it hit the troublemaker.
But that's impossible; even a being from the fifth dimension couldn't ignore his attack.
The troublemaker must have somehow diverted the attack, altered its timing and location, and then rendered it invisible or used it for something else.
The troublemaker, oblivious to what Hal was thinking, eagerly grabbed the Emperor Joker's shoulder: "You…"
He tried to absorb the other's power, but found nothing. Instead, the Emperor Joker gave him a sinister grin.
"The power Batman gave me... You've arrived."
He exclaimed, "My God, what a touching gift!"
(End of this chapter)