Omega Earth trembled under storms that carried memories instead of thunder.Each bolt that struck the ground didn't scorch—it rewrote.
In Themyscira, statues of gods began to move. Stone eyes glowed, marble lips whispering words that only Diana could hear.
"You were never our daughter… you were our replacement."
She fell to one knee as her Amazon sisters stepped back, frightened by the golden light surging beneath her skin.
Across the sea, Superman hovered over Metropolis, heat vision spiraling uncontrollably as phantom cities flickered through the skyline—Krypton and something far older, layered like reflections.His voice broke through the comms. "Bruce… I'm seeing two worlds. One is ours. The other feels… truer."
In Gotham, Batman watched from the Watchtower feed, jaw tight. "Then the infection's spreading."
Cyborg's tone was sharp. "It's not an infection, man—it's integration. The Eternals aren't attacking; they're syncing us to their origin code."
Below them, Asgard split like glass. Thor clutched his chest, Mjölnir flickering between storm and silence. Lightning carved runes in the sky—ancient names no god should remember.
"Vorr calls to me," he whispered. "The fire beneath creation."
Doctor Strange appeared beside him, cloak billowing against the cosmic winds. "You're not him, Thor. Don't answer the call."
Thor's eyes burned white. "And if I already have?"
Meanwhile, in Atlantis, Aquaman faced the depths themselves rebelling. The oceans twisted upward, forming shapes—serpents of light speaking in forgotten tongues.He roared back, trident glowing with defiance. "You think to rewrite the sea? Then face its king!"
But the ocean only laughed.
"You were written by us."
Back in the Watchtower, the readings went red.Batman stared at the data, voice grim. "They're splitting reality by identity. Each god, each hero—every origin rewritten to their true Eternal source."
Cyborg looked up. "You mean… they're undoing who we are."
Outside, the Prime Eternal watched from the void, expression unreadable.
"They must forget what never was… before creation remembers what it lost."
And with that whisper, the Pantheon fractured.Alliances shattered.Belief itself began to bleed.