Plans

"Who gave that timeline?" Death was seething in her place when she roared. The surrounding floor and things were decaying fast as she was seemingly very agitated. Many people present in the Hall gulped down seeing the anger of her. And even the other Gods were angry. The In-Betweener was looking at John with glaring eyes. His eyes seemed to be saying that this debacle was because of John. But he didn't dare to say it out loud.

The presence of the Living Tribunal and OAA's promise of full rule over the Gods to John was threatening enough. Even Infinity spoke to him before and warned him not to make any rash decisions or else none of the Gods would be able to save him.

"The person who is the head of the said Universe can be said as a combined version of me and Dr. Strange. He might not have all the powers that we have but he definitely is a master of sorcery and magic." John said as he finally spoke of Dr. Strangefate. Then John explained everyone present of the Universe that is supposed to be and the dangers.

"In the end they threatened us with 10 months. I have called you here because we will need your help to kill or displace the Owen that are left in the multiverse into any other planet excluding Earth. Earth is the center of the universe of the multiverse and destruction of a single Earth will just lead to the collapse of the multiverse."

"First tell me, why the hell will you let an enemy slip through your fingers?" In-Betweener asked in a glaring tone.

"If I haven't done that, they would have triggered Owen and it would have led to the fast collapse instead of the buffer time we have now." John wasn't angry because of the question of In-Betweener. He had another headache to bear rather than entertain a self-glorified God.

"Why did they even bother to give us such a timeline? Giving us 10 months means we will be able to avert it." The Living Tribunal was confused. Those who had a general idea of how the psychology of the villains work would be easily able to discern that something was wrong here.

Giving them 10 months was too long. And that too just for saving one person from their Universe. It was understandable that Dark Claw was an important person in their universe. But any villain would easily choose to sacrifice one of his pawns easily to secure his ambition and dream.

So why the 10 months for Dark Claw?

"Maybe even if we save the multiverse we are doomed." 616-Reed finally put his thoughts and the thoughts of others on the table. They got a general idea of what was going to happen and they had already expected the worst.

There was a sombre environment in the room after Reed said that. Even John was expecting that. Their multiverse was doomed and no matter what after the break of the Wall, nothing would remain the same. All they could do was wait and see how it pans out.

"So even if we save the multiverse from claws of Beyonders we might all go straight to destruction?"

""It seems like it." John said.

"We can't think of this right now. We need to take one step at a time." Clark said to calm the nerves of everyone present. If the people present in the room weren't strong minded it might have led to panic or other forms of violence. Nobody in their right minds would like to hear that their world, their life, their existence in all forms would soon come to an end no matter the struggle.

It was good that only the strong and worthy people were sitting at the Hall now and none of the conversation would ever be public or else there would be public outrage and collapse of society.

"You need us to kill the Owens?" Death asked, finally thinking of the main point that they needed to tackle right now.

"We can't go to each universe and kill Owen. So I would ask for help from the Living Tribunal, Eternity and Death to be the judge, jury and executioner for this project." John said.

"I can't kill people. I am only the protector of life." Eternity said with a bland emotionless tone.

"I know and so for this reason I asked for Death's interference. Eternity can search for Owen and the Living Tribunal can be the judge. If you need any help or people from us, we would be ready to provide people." John pitched his idea of how to handle the various versions of Owen out there.

"Fine. We will take some of the guys here for help." Death said as she made a sound with her tongue inside the mask. Everyone got a chill in their spines with that sound alone.

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