227 Chapter 227: Pet?

Inside the control room of the Zero, the starry sky shone brightly. Ceri paced back and forth, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, and she nervously bit her thumbnail, treading anxiously across the starlit floor.

Just moments ago, H'el was watching a movie with her when suddenly, his figure flickered and vanished before her eyes. Although H'el said he would be back, this unknown situation still left Ceri deeply worried.

What was happening? Ceri had no clue whatsoever. It was entirely different from the previous conflicts with the Green Lantern Corps, the Divine Legion, or the Solar System Space War.

Back then, Ceri could still see everyone engaging in battles, with bodies floating amidst the stars, the brutality and cruelty evident. At least back then, she could lend a helping hand, working tirelessly in the biological research department to provide medical care, reattach severed limbs, and deal with all casualties.

But now, she felt utterly helpless. She didn't even know the reason behind H'el's disappearance. Watching him vanish before her eyes made her feel increasingly agitated, highlighting her own inadequacy.

Just as Ceri's feelings of frustration and helplessness surged, she saw H'el's figure appear within the starry projection in the control room.

H'el's black silhouette materialized in the starry sky, transitioning from illusion to reality. His expression was indifferent, and beneath his black hair, his deep-set eyes seemed to carry a hint of world-weariness, reflecting the passage of time and the experiences that had shaped him.

"H'el..."

Seeing H'el's appearance, even though only a few seconds had passed, his aura had already made a profound impact on Ceri.

His once deep and enigmatic eyes now seemed to bear the scars of significant life experiences, exuding a quiet serenity that had come with the passage of time.

There were some things that only he had experienced, and others couldn't comprehend them as deeply.

H'el had spent a full twenty years in that past timeline, creating that H'el, influencing that H'el's growth, destroying Krypton, and using that H'el to create parallel universes, all to return to his present.

But the years had truly passed. To him, it felt like a distant memory when he saw Ceri, shrouded in a hint of nostalgia.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still gripping the Flash, who was as lifeless as a dead dog, dragging his hand with a real sense of touch responding to H'el's fingertips, he would have thought it was an illusion caused by temporal displacement.

H'el's large hand trembled, and ripples of space emanated outwards, forcibly throwing the Flash, whose face had turned purple and tongue hung out, unable to resist, into the prison extended by the Zero.

"I'm back."

H'el let out a heavy sigh, the depth of his gaze gradually easing, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he spoke.

It had been twenty years since he last said, "Wait for me." Returning now, everything felt somewhat unfamiliar and surreal.

This was H'el's first experience of the passage of time, and in the blink of an eye, twenty years had elapsed.

People and things remained unchanged, but his heart had undergone changes imperceptible even to himself.

Ceri gazed at H'el, her eyes trembling, meeting his gaze directly as she reached out to touch his cheek, her eyes shimmering with disbelief and shock.

Just in a few short seconds, what had H'el truly experienced? The heaviness and detachment in his eyes seemed to show Ceri a deity who had become indifferent to everything due to the passage of time, ultimately becoming the supreme rule devoid of sorrow or joy, without sighs or feelings.

That was too terrifying.

H'el felt Ceri's trembling fingertips, as if she had experienced the twenty years of change herself.

No one could understand H'el better than Ceri. Ever since she was acknowledged by H'el and became his "pet," Ceri had a clearer insight into the changes within H'el than anyone else. She didn't have telepathy, but she could sense H'el's thoughts and emotions from the subtle movements of his fingertips and the depths of his eyes, feeling H'el's emotions and sensations deeply with every action he took.

"Wait for me to come back again."

Feeling Ceri's trembling and icy fingertips against his face, H'el gently brushed his cheek, his lips curling into a faint smile as he spoke.

In fact, although he had returned to his own timeline, everything was far from over.

In order to prevent anyone from traveling back to the past again and causing time-related issues that would be difficult to handle, H'el needed to awaken his ability to manipulate time.

The most direct way was to use his speed force to stimulate his time manipulation abilities, combining his inherent time manipulation abilities with his speed force.

However, H'el wasn't very familiar with the speed force and needed a vast and detailed understanding of it. He had already decided to use the vortex as soon as possible to travel to a world where the speed force could be utilized.

As for Ceri, who had come to this universe because of him, and the many mechanical warships created by H'el, they were all things that didn't belong to this universe.

To ensure their stability and his own existence, it would take some effort.

The most direct way, H'el had already thought of it—to create a universe of his own, accommodate them, and acknowledge them.

Mastering the speed force and creating his own universe—neither of these tasks would be easy.

These matters would have to be dealt with after H'el's immediate concerns.

The love, hatred, and entanglements with Kara Zor-El had now reached their climax.

At this moment, H'el couldn't even say who was right or wrong anymore.

One could argue that H'el was the original sinner, the one who traveled to the past and destroyed Krypton, a despicable act indeed.

But H'el knew very well that he was not a native of this universe, and even within this universe, he had no reincarnation.

So, the most intriguing question arises:

Who was it that, when H'el was young and exiled into space, destroyed Krypton?

H'el was certain that there was absolutely no version of himself, when he was young, who traveled back to Krypton and destroyed it, becoming the original sinner.

All of this was like H'el creating Little H'el, allowing Little H'el to give birth to parallel universes—he was the source of Little H'el.

And just as everything about H'el had a source, there must be a source for all of this, though it couldn't be found at the moment.

After speaking, H'el intended to leave and find Kara Zor-El to settle their complicated relationship.

"H'el. No matter how heavy the burden you carry in your heart, no matter how complex the things you cannot speak of, and no matter how restless and heavy your mood may be, don't suppress yourself. Please let it out.

This body of mine has powerful regenerative abilities. Even if you tear me apart violently, attack me, or bite me, it doesn't matter. I am your pet, and my worth comes from your existence."

Ceri's self-perception had never wavered.

She felt that if H'el continued to suppress the heavy burdens in his heart, he would eventually go mad under this pressure or become indifferent to everything with the passage of time, becoming the supreme rule devoid of sorrow or joy.

She was terrified, fearing that H'el would become a supreme ruler without any desires.

The more powerful one was, the more they believed in their own strength, and the more susceptible they were to psychological issues.

Perhaps Ceri couldn't resolve the issues H'el faced decisively, but as a pet, she had long been prepared to help him release all his pent-up emotions and satisfy his carnal desires!

H'el's astonished figure paused for a moment, looking at Ceri's cold and elegant face, and then he smiled.

"Thank you, Ceri. When I come back, let's have some children together."

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