American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

371. Messages from Other Universes!!

"Even so, aren't you going to share some information with me?" Alex said sternly, crossing his arms.

"A mysterious parallel universe is broadcasting to other worlds right now. A single misstep could have immense repercussions, which isn't something you would want either, is it?"

Although he knew it was unlikely to directly impact the Wasteland Universe, Alex wanted to understand as much as possible about this situation, encountering something like this for the first time.

Lessons from the past can guide the future. If Alex could figure out the whole story, it might prepare him for similar events later on.

The Watcher looked at Alex, who was relentlessly probing, and let out a sigh.

"It's not that I'm unwilling to say more. The problem is that the influence of that universe has reached such a severe level that simply discussing it could draw various degrees of contamination."

"Wait a second, I feel like I've heard this before," Alex's eyes narrowed, and he fixed his gaze on the Watcher.

"Don't tell me it's those worms causing trouble again!"

"I don't know what you mean by 'worms,' but there are indeed traces of something similar on you, which suggests you've encountered them before."

"It was more than just an encounter," Alex chuckled bitterly but didn't elaborate.

After all, the ever-spreading corruption was currently trapped within his Abyssal Universe. Luckily, the Watcher was unaware of this; otherwise, Alex wasn't sure how he'd react.

The corruption from these "worms" is continuous and irreversible, as if a higher existence were exerting dominance over a lower realm. In any universe, its influence is catastrophic. So, upon hearing that the other universe was possibly contaminated, Alex's heart sank.

"Such contamination is an incomprehensible force—even for Watchers. That's why we cannot interfere with the 'voices' coming from that universe. However, we can still slightly control the spread of these messages."

"Are you intentionally directing these messages here?"

"I know what you're thinking, but no. We've tried redirecting the message path, refracting it through prisms of other universes to filter out the corruption. As for it spreading here—"

The Watcher shook his head slightly and spoke in a low voice.

"This area is among the darker regions of the multiverse, surrounded by fragments of already ruined universes. Even those that still linger here are worlds on the brink of their end, so these messages won't elicit any response."

"But you didn't expect that I would save a universe here and be able to receive those messages, did you?" Alex sighed, giving the Watcher a somewhat exasperated look.

"I get it now. This is essentially a 'multiversal junkyard' where any universe on the path to destruction ultimately drifts. That's why you felt comfortable letting the messages spread here."

"Yes. Most universes reaching this place have severed connections to other parallel worlds. Even if a world could receive those messages, they would be unable to react, let alone withstand the contamination."

Hearing this, Alex felt a bit more at ease.

Maybe he was overly wary of the worms' powers. The multiverse was vast, and besides the Watchers, there were countless supreme beings who would surely notice any corruption from the worms.

It appeared the Watcher's kind had figured out ways to manage these problems. Still, Alex's curiosity about the worms' origins only deepened.

He recalled the first time he noticed the presence of the worms. It had been in remnants of video footage from a timepad. Back then, Alex was just an ordinary person, only wanting to escape danger and find a safe world.

Now that he'd found a secure place, he was driven to delve into these hidden mysteries from the past.

"Do you know anything about the source of that corruption?"

"Strictly speaking, not much. I don't know where it came from. At first, no one even noticed its presence until the worlds it corrupted all fell into darkness, and that finally caught our attention."

The Watcher narrowed his eyes, seemingly lost in memory.

"It's an incomprehensible force. We can't even discuss it or give it a name. It invisibly alters or reshapes anything, even our perception, without any warning."

"We suffered heavy losses to resist the invasion of that power, but we gained something as well. Through the eyes of a Watcher on the front lines, we glimpsed its origin."

"What kind of place?" Alex asked urgently.

"It's a vast void, indescribable in any language. Massive fissures stretch across the multiverse, pouring forth from the emptiness, trying to drag every world they touch into darkness."

The Watcher closed his eyes, as though unwilling to relive the memory.

But beside him, Alex froze in shock.

Massive fractures, indescribable void, jagged lands, and a shattered multiverse.

The scene described by the Watcher matched perfectly with the residual files Alex had seen in the timepad's archives.

Alex, who had just felt somewhat reassured, was now on edge again.

"And then? Are you not planning to resolve this issue once and for all? If those things are allowed to continue spreading, the entire multiverse could be corrupted."

The Watcher reopened his eyes and shook his head slightly.

"The rift has already opened, and we don't have the power to close it. Aside from the Watcher who sacrificed themselves, none of us can even get close to it. For now, we're just trying to contain the contamination to minimize the damage."

"So, how are you planning to handle this contaminated world?"

"There's no need to worry. Someone has already gone to deal with it, and I believe they'll achieve good results."

"You think I'll believe that," Alex muttered, rubbing his temples, unsure how to respond.

It wasn't that Alex didn't want to trust the Watcher; it was simply that the power of the worms was too bizarre.

If even the Watchers could be affected by it, that suggested that the power was already beyond multiverse-level, perhaps even higher.

Just then, Reed Richards' excited voice interrupted Alex's thoughts.

Looking toward the sound, Alex saw Reed enthusiastically waving him over, indicating that he had finished his decoding work.

Stepping out of the corner, Alex walked over to the Richards couple.

"So, were you able to decode the contents of the data stream?"

"Yes, Alex, and you'll never guess who sent this message," Reed said, pulling Alex over to the large screen, his excitement palpable.

Alex raised an eyebrow at Reed's words.

"Are you telling me that before even hearing the message, you already know who it's from?"

"Exactly!"

Reed Richards said proudly.

"Actually, I felt something familiar as soon as we received the signal's frequency. And guess what? The encoded data pattern is exactly the same as Baxter Tower's—it's practically identical."

"So, what you're saying is…"

Alex understood what Reed was getting at.

Sure enough, Reed Richards was positively gleeful as he revealed the answer.

"Yes, just as you're thinking—the person who sent this message is me from a parallel world! Another Reed Richards!"

"It had to be you, didn't it?" Alex shook his head in a mix of disbelief and resignation, patting Reed on the shoulder.

Classic Reed Richards—more trouble than hero, champion of causing chaos.

He should have seen this coming. Out of all the people in the Marvel universe, only a few truly understood the concept of the multiverse, and Reed Richards was definitely the biggest wildcard among them.

If anyone in that corrupted world could cause such a mess, it was bound to be none other than Mister Fantastic himself.

Reed Richards, oblivious to the irony in Alex's tone, was entirely lost in the thrill of scientific discovery and exploring the unknown.

Talking to his parallel self—this was a dream come true for any scientist, the pinnacle of achievement.

He took out a remote, pressed a button, and looked eagerly at the screen.

After some static, the processed data rearranged itself and transformed into a visual that could be displayed.

The screen gradually lit up, revealing a brand-new world to everyone.

"Greetings to all Reed Richards receiving this message."

A calm and familiar voice spoke as an amiable-looking Reed Richards appeared on the screen.

"Don't be surprised, my dear friends; this message is specifically meant for you. Among the countless universes, only those as brilliant as us could decipher it."

"Only those Reeds who possess sufficient capability will receive this message. This also means that you have successfully connected with the multiverse."

"I believe, at this point, you've embarked on a heroic path in your lives."

"Yes, the Fantastic Four—saving the world with loved ones and companions—is the path we're destined to take, and it's the life we pursue."

"But the truth is, I know you understand as well—as Reed Richards, our true passion has always been the pursuit of great science."

"In our pursuit of science, we often face criticism and misunderstanding from family, friends, allies, even from the public."

"I understand your difficulties and the challenges you may face."

"So..."

"Here, I sincerely invite you to come to my world, where we can freely engage in academic discussions and scientific exchanges!"

"I call this gathering the Council of Reeds and hope more of you will join, so we can accomplish great things together."

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