Too Calm For Too Long V

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Chapter 141: Too Calm For Too Long V

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"Has it been calm for too long?" Ian voiced his doubts as he eyed a certain individual, "Perhaps it was too peaceful for too long, so reality decided no more?"

Ian nodded quite sure of the conclusion, "So that means everything that happened and will happen is reality's doing, not mine."

He nodded again with a smile as his staff appeared in his hand, "Then reality, I will humor you because I want no trouble. He may find out, well, he will find out, but it's not my fault."

The entirety of the staff turned black in an instant, looking ominous. Dark spell formations started getting constructed, all forming a grand formation.

'It would've taken me dozens of years to fully read the book of eternity without the speed force, but thankfully, I have the speed force, given to me by the Flash, so thank you, this wouldn't have been possible without you.'

Ian showed his appreciation before casting the sinister spell only after complementing it with a bit of pure yellow speed force.

The color of his speed force was orange, but it's just a combination of yellow and red, so he simply reverted the process, and voila!

The air around Ian changed, feeling a bit chilly, but he seemed to enjoy it as the spell enveloped a certain individual without their awareness.

And they could only flinch at his cruelty, absolutely uncaring about how his actions would make the Flash feel because the cursed individual was none other than Iris Ann, the love of Barry Allen's life.

Ian, however, would beg the difference. He would say instead that they flinched because of how far he was willing to go for the greater good.

Ian remained embroiled in numerous magical spells hiding his existence just watching the spell in effect.

It was a very sinister spell, one of the many in the book of eternity which mostly contained dark spells.

The spell however was modified to become perfect for the situation as Ian cast it with both darkness and magic, complemented with the yellow speed force specifically.

At this point, Barry was still blissfully unaware of the changes he caused. He was just happy his goal was met, and his mother was alive and well.

"Very strange... The world has forgotten I exist, and..." Ian still had contact with the Roses back in Gotham and they had just informed him that they were being investigated.

Why? Because according to this world's networks, they don't exist at all. Very few people know of the Roses.

A paradox was created. Most of Gotham's people know of the Roses and all of their achievements.

There is even some information about them in the local network, but for the rest of the world, it was like Gotham's reality has just been twisted, some even suspected alien invasion.

So naturally, people were sent to investigate, a lot of people. Some of which were a tad bit dangerous.

Ian also contacted Zatanna and Xanadu to see if they remember him, and they did. Very few beings in the universe noticed the change, or at least, that's how it was supposed to go.

Now however, an entire city noticed something odd. The main point was that Gotham remained invulnerable to the changes caused by the Flashpoint.

There were also a few people outside of Gotham who noticed the change, their memories remaining intact, and there was one common point about them, they had come in close contact with Ian one way or another.

'But that doesn't explain why the entirety of Gotham was immune... Unless?' Ian closed his eyes, trying to sense something far away. Perhaps it was very faint because he couldn't sense it.

He allowed his Death force to roam free. He used everything he can to test many hypotheses to no avail. He still came to a conclusion though.

'It definitely has something to do with my Death force. Perhaps I stayed in Gotham for so long that I corrupted.

The give and take process took effect, but it's still not enough because I can not sense or control Gotham like the other things I own.'

What was happening was intriguing, to say the least. Ian noticed a trend, he rarely gets answers, instead, more and more questions came about to the point even his speed force powered brain was having a hard time processing everything.

'Anything that got a specific dose of my Death force would become immune to the changes of time... Just like how Bruce is still in the world despite this world's Batman being Thomas... Wait.'

Ian's thoughts came to a halt as a dangerous premotion emerged in his mind, 'Nah, no way... I mean, the rules and the ways it works shouldn't be the same... Right?'

He closed his eyes for a second trying to throw those nonsensical thoughts out of the window. I mean, the current situation in his view was a recipe for a universe destroying paradox, but it couldn't possibly be that simple, right?

'Definitely, Murphy has nothing on me in this one. If it was so easy to create a paradox in this multiverse, then it wouldn't exist by now. Many people have likely achieved something similar, so yeah definitely.'

Ian nodded to himself again, more convinced, so he had a bit of peace of mind. He went ahead and got himself a cup of coffee while waiting for things to move along.

"Hmm? It's already taking effect? She doesn't seem to have noticed it though." Ian observed the changes in Iris which weren't many.

Just a few small wrinkles emerged in some places while in other places, the opposite happened, "God that is such a fucked up spell... Who came up with such a thing? It's entirely on them."

Ian couldn't help but feel bad for her, especially as he watched her interaction with Barry who was absolutely clueless.

He was still in that mirage of happiness, thinking everything went perfectly though it only took him another hour to notice a few things.

This world doesn't have the Justice League. There is no Superman or if there is, he is nowhere to be seen.

That naturally caused bells of alarm to ring in his head as he started doing a bit of investigation... Until Batman contacted him on his own.

"Hello? Ah, right... Of course... Yeah, right... Of course of course... Yeah, right. Fuck off, Murphy. Not this time! I wanted to summon you so many times before but you never took effect until now?"

Ian was a bit worked up for some reason. The Flash wasn't the only one to receive some bad news. As a good friend, Ian had to share his burden.

"Ahh, boss? what?" Ralf on the other side was listening to Ian's complaints with nothing but confusion.

"Hm? Oh, right. Don't worry about it. I was just speaking to the Christ of bitchiness. Anyway, I will be there right away." Ian got his composure back, speaking calmly.

And right there he was in a matter of minutes, attired in very casual white clothes, simple white pants, and a white shirt, nothing special allowing him to go unnoticed... Because of magic.

Ian found himself standing in a specific street in the middle of the night, but it was quite bright. The sirens of the numerous police cars around gave a clear picture of the cause of Ian's worries.

The place was closed and surrounded with several scientists going about in what appeared to be a hazmat suit. They were inspecting two dead bodies lying on the street.

Ian's steps led him very close to them, taking a closer look at the two perfectly identical bodies, seeming quite odd.

They had prominent blue veins running throughout their bodies, seeming to be on the verge of exploding. In fact, one already did and from it spurted a spiky blue branch, running through the air and reaching the sky.

It looked like a fissure in the very time and space, threatening to unleash something from its ominous gaps, "Too calm for too long. This is the universe's calling, not mine. It's the universe's fault, not mine... So be it."

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