Chapter 270: Where Will the Dream Go (Part 2)

"I don't know how you came here at all."

Morpheus's first sentence made Shiler frown, but he could feel that Morpheus wasn't lying.

If such a conceptual existence really didn't want to say something, no one could force them. Although splashing the Joker into someone's home was a bit annoying, it was far from reaching the level of a threat. Since Morpheus chose to speak, it meant he was willing to say it, so there was no need to lie.

"But the first time you came here, we discovered you."

"We? Who else besides you?"

"Destiny. Everyone in all universes cannot escape the eyes of Destiny. The first time you came here, he discovered you."

Shiler frowned. He didn't expect Destiny to be involved here.

"Destiny" is the oldest and most special one among the Endless family. It can even be said that he has transcended the Endless family and is the highest existence in the entire DC multiverse.

Before the universe was born, the universe was recorded on the first page of the Book of Destiny. In other words, Destiny is above everything in the universe.

In most cases, Destiny appears as a man in a hood. He has no eyes but observes everything, while holding a soul book wrapped in chains on his arm. However, it has been shown in comics that he can take this book off his arm and hand it to others.

"Book of Souls." Morpheus said a term.

"That is a book that records everything in this universe. Past, present, future, everything tangible and intangible, everything that has appeared and has not appeared, are all recorded in this book..."

"Except for you."

After Morpheus finished this conclusion, he stopped, and Shiler didn't speak. The room fell into silence.

After a while, Morpheus seemed to fall into memory, and he said: "One day, Destiny came to find me. This is a rare thing; very few people come to find me."

"He told me he discovered a person, a person not recorded in the Book of Souls. We observed you together, but found nothing."

"In the past, it's not that there haven't been creatures from other universes coming to this universe, but as long as they enter this universe, their names will definitely be carved into the Book of Souls, and Destiny can write their stories in this book."

"But you appeared, yet your name didn't appear. So Destiny found me, hoping I could observe you from the dream to find the reason for this situation."

"I can observe anyone's dream from the Dream Kingdom. When I saw this magnificent building in your dream, I was indeed surprised." Morpheus's tone rose a little.

"I have never seen such a building in anyone's dream. I am very interested in this, but it didn't work, because I didn't find the reason for your specialty here..."

"Destiny told me that a name not existing in the Book of Souls, a person without a story, is very likely to seriously affect the coherence of the universe. He must complete your name and story."

"Destiny let me anchor your existence in the dream, and then he started to write down your name, but at this very moment... you disappeared."

"Disappeared?" Shiler narrowed his eyes.

"That's right. The moment Destiny put pen to paper, you disappeared from this universe. Even I couldn't hold onto your dream."

"I can't describe to you what the situation was at that time, because our perspectives are different, but the fact is, in an instant, you and your dream left here."

"What does 'here' refer to?"

"Everything inside the 'Source Wall'."

"I crossed the Source Wall?"

"We don't know if you crossed the Source Wall, we saw nothing."

Shiler's eyes remained narrowed. It's hard to believe that a near-supreme conceptual existence in the DC universe tells you that he saw nothing.

"Whether you believe it or not, the fact is just so." Morpheus's somewhat thin fingers crossed together, and he said: "When you came back, Destiny didn't act again, seemingly acquiescing to all this. I don't know what he was thinking..."

"Then why did all this happen when I was asleep?"

"I don't know." Morpheus shook his head. Subsequently, he stated another guess.

"This might have something to do with my anchoring of your dream. This is just my guess... I don't know where you went, but your dream has always carried the beacon I left behind, right in your deep dream."

Shiler understood Morpheus's speculation. The beacon of the dream is like a rope tied to Shiler. When he leaves this universe to go to Marvel, this rope ensures he can return to this universe.

He certainly knew that the transmigration was likely the system's doing, but he didn't ask Morpheus like this, because he wasn't sure if Destiny and Sandman had observed this mysterious system.

Morpheus explained everything to him, but it seemed he explained nothing. Shiler asked: "Why didn't Destiny try to write down my name in the Book of Souls again?"

"I don't know, he didn't tell me. From beginning to end, I just observed you for a while in your dream, and then left a beacon in your deep dream. As for the answers to those questions you want to know, you might have to ask Destiny yourself."

Speaking of this, Sandman suddenly showed a somewhat strange expression and said: "No... I don't suggest you go to his house to install a doorbell, you'd better not do that..."

"Since the existence of the universe, we have each performed our duties, and our work is by no means meaningless. The field controlled by every member of the Endless family is crucial to the universe, and Destiny is the same."

"As I told you before, a name not existing in the Book of Souls might cause damage to the universe. He hoped to write your name on it. This is one of his jobs. But finally, he gave up doing so. Although I don't know why, there must be his reason."

"We are not interested in the existence of any individual. We don't care how your lives develop, and what you have done in your lives..."

"When I first saw your dream, I was surprised. You are the first human to make me feel surprised. Before this, no matter how many dreams I have experienced, I have never had this feeling."

"Perhaps this is your specialty. Maybe you are special to every member of the Endless family, it's just that you haven't contacted other members yet..."

"Other members?" Shiler recalled and said: "Let's not mention the others for now, I should have contacted Desire, right?"

Morpheus shook his head and said: "Desire doesn't work at all."

"I once heard a story from the wind that blew through the Dream Kingdom..." Morpheus's tone always carried the aesthetic beauty of poetry.

"Death is my sister. Every person she takes away every day of every century makes her have a deeper understanding of her duties..."

"That is not a wonderful feeling. Feeling the inevitable destiny that all things will come to an end is the price she pays for possessing such great power. Therefore, I often wonder, what price will I pay for my ability?"

Shiler seemed to be attracted by his description. He has always liked these topics related to philosophy. He said: "I have always been curious about the perspective of high-dimensional creatures, always guessing, in what way will you think? And what answers can you get?"

Morpheus showed a strange expression again and said: "Until today, you made me understand that it is not I who created the dream, but the dream that created me."

"The doorbell you put in made me feel that that is the price I need to pay to control the dream."

"He is too crazy, completely unreasonable. I tried many methods, but he always has a way to escape my control and make my home a mess."

Shiler heard Morpheus sigh slightly. He said: "Perhaps it is not that I am controlling the dream, but the dream is controlling me..."

With his sigh, the spinning globe on the table slowly stopped. When Shiler woke up, the figure opposite him had disappeared, as if he had never been there.

Shiler stood up, walked behind the table, picked up the globe on the table, moved it with his hand, let it slowly spin, and then said to the air: "If a dream is too real, when you wake up, you will doubt whether you are still dreaming."

"And perhaps, the price the Dream God has to pay is never knowing whether he really exists, or... is just a dream."

Shiler's sigh echoed in the room. Suddenly, Jack, who was lying on the single sofa, woke up. He rubbed his eyes, sat up from the sofa, and sat in place, grinning, showing a big smile.

He gestured with his hands, seemingly wanting to describe that he had just had a dream that made him incomparably happy. Suddenly, his hands stopped in mid-air, as if the gap of returning to reality made him depressed all of a sudden. The corners of his mouth slowly fell, and then turned into a downward-curved shape.

He sat lost on the sofa, covered his face with his hands and said: "I have returned to this boring reality again, my God..."

beqege.

Shiler looked at the globe that had stopped in his hand and said to Jack: "Your boring days are coming to an end, Batman should be back soon."

Jack moved. He lifted his face, exposed his eyes from between his fingers, looked at Shiler and said: "You say, should I prepare a big surprise for him to welcome him home?"

"Suit yourself."

Shiler placed the globe on the desktop, then turned back and took a book from the bookshelf.

Jack, with his hands behind his back, whistled while approaching the table, and then, a second before Shiler turned back, grabbed the globe and held it in his arms.

He held the globe like a dance partner and said to it: "Look! My little baby... I really love you so much, I can imagine how much happiness you will bring me, let's dance a dance, right now..."

In the living room of the manor at twilight, Shiler sat behind the table quietly reading a book, while Jack held the globe and spun and danced in the living room.

The sunlight of the setting sun spilled into the room, Jack spun circle after circle, his face full of intoxicated smiles.

When he stopped, the globe spun, and the smile on Jack's face deepened.

And at this time, Bruce's car was speeding on the highway, until a big sign appeared in his field of vision, writing: "Gotham Ahead". ===== CHAPTER 271 =====