American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

"Las Vegas?!"

In the car, Jo was the first to exclaim in disbelief as she looked at the distant, glittering city lights.

"Are you sure you've got the right place? This is supposed to be the entrance to Heaven?"

"In fact, this place is described in ancient chronicles as a 'crossroads' connecting various worlds," Sam explained. "But we didn't expect it to look like this now."

Sam still found it hard to believe, but Bobby's information had never been wrong before.

"I'd believe it if you told me this was the entrance to Hell," Jo said with a slight shake of her head. "After all, demons and devils love nothing more than gambling lives. But Heaven? I still find that hard to believe."

"Bobby is right."

At that moment, Alex spoke up, his eyes narrowing as he gazed at the approaching city. Soon, he detected the strange, surging energy flows.

"I can see the energy surging around here. It's like tides crashing and colliding in midair, resonating with each other. There's not just demonic energy here but angelic energy as well."

Using his sorcerer's vision, Alex could clearly perceive the magical circuits around the city.

Of course, calling them 'magical circuits' wasn't entirely accurate. The energies here were incredibly chaotic—a mix of divine power, magic, demonic energy, and light intertwining above the city.

Even before entering the area, Alex could sense countless hidden monsters lurking in the city.

And it wasn't just monsters. He detected the presence of several gods and even Hell's princes within the city. It made sense; where else could they feel more at home than in a place that radiated such opulence?

These ancient beings, relics from the primordial age, seemed enamored with the 'vintage' atmosphere of this place.

"Let me out here, Dean."

As they neared the city's main thoroughfare, Alex quickly spoke up, stopping Dean.

Hearing this, Dean slowed the car and gently pulled over to the side of the road. Then he turned to Alex, his gaze complicated.

Meeting Dean's eyes, Alex smiled and said, "I can handle the rest of the journey myself. Thank you for bringing me this far."

"Come on, man," Dean replied with a grin. "With your powers, you could've just snapped your fingers and teleported here."

The group hadn't known each other long. Who would have thought that, in just a week, the four of them would go from strangers with mutual distrust to comrades-in-arms, bonded like brothers?

For hunters, genuine friendships were rare. In this world, betrayal and backstabbing were far too common, and Dean and Sam had experienced their fair share.

But looking at Alex, they felt something indescribable.

It was a sentiment too complex to put into words. They didn't know everything about each other, yet their bond felt as if they'd been old friends for years.

"Alex, we don't know exactly what you're planning to do, but zombies... and not just any zombies—superheroes turned into zombies? That's got to be way more dangerous than anything we deal with," Dean said.

Over the past couple of days, Dean had secretly brushed up on some comics. He had a decent grasp of those superpowered characters now, so he understood the enormity of Alex's mission.

Alex nodded silently.

No one understood the danger better than he did. This wasn't just about saving one or two universes. It could affect the entire multiverse, including this one.

"We probably can't help much, but I hope you can stay safe," Dean said seriously. Then he pulled a hunting knife from his belt.

"Also, I know you've got some impressive weapons, but this one's been with me for years. It's stained with the blood of countless monsters. I hope it'll come in handy when you need it."

Taking the knife, Alex noticed the name "Winchester" engraved on it. It was likely a family heirloom, possibly a gift from Dean's father.

"Thank you. I'll use it well."

Alex didn't refuse. He understood Dean's personality—once he made up his mind, he was fully prepared for it.

Being overly polite would only ruin the atmosphere with someone like Dean.

"I believe you will," Dean said with a nod.

Sam, meanwhile, seemed a little emotional. Compared to Dean, he was more sensitive and not as good at handling farewells.

Noticing Sam's mood, Alex smiled and patted his shoulder.

"The demon you're looking for—the one with yellow eyes—is named Azazel," Alex said. "He's a prince of Hell, one of Hell's rulers, and part of the first batch of demons personally transformed by Lucifer. He's an ancient demon."

Hearing Alex reveal details about the Yellow-Eyed Demon, Dean and Sam immediately grew serious, listening intently.

"But you don't need to worry too much," Alex continued. "He's more famous than formidable. The Colt you have is enough to take him down. As for the demon blood he left in you, Sam—it's his way of trying to turn you into a demon."

"What?!"

Sam was stunned, barely able to process what he had just heard.

The revelation was a shock to everyone, though Dean's expression hinted at deeper thoughts. He had already learned this from their father, John, before his death.

"You mean that Yellow-Eyed Demon wants to turn me into a demon? And what about the other children like me? Is he trying to build a human-demon army?"

"Not exactly—or not entirely accurate."

Alex raised a finger, shaking it lightly before continuing.

"Perhaps on the surface, it looks like he's building an army, aiming to use your powers to consolidate his hold over Hell. But in reality, his goal is to screen."

"Screen?"

Dean and Sam exchanged a glance, realizing they were getting to the heart of the matter.

"Screen for what?"

Alex didn't hide anything. Seeing the eager expressions on Dean and Sam's faces, he answered calmly, "He's screening for the most suitable vessel for Lucifer, brothers."

Hearing Alex's words, the Winchester brothers were dumbfounded. Even Jo, standing nearby, held her breath, her eyes darting between Dean and Sam.

Indeed, this revelation came earlier than expected for them. After all, Castiel hadn't shown up yet, and their understanding of Heaven and Hell was still limited.

But it was perhaps better to prepare them early. At least the brothers wouldn't continue to be manipulated by demons as easily as before.

Moreover, giving them a sense of urgency might help them save more loved ones and friends during the apocalypse.

"In short, the Yellow-Eyed Demon isn't your greatest enemy. You've already caught the attention of others. Azazel isn't the first, and he won't be the last. Many demons hope to see Lucifer walk the Earth again. So..."

Alex raised his hands, gently placing them on the brothers' shoulders and giving them a reassuring pat.

"The road ahead will be far more difficult than you imagine. You'll need to grow stronger to face it."

With that, Alex turned away, leaving the Winchester brothers to process the shocking revelations. He walked over to Jo, who was watching quietly.

Taking a moment to observe the beautiful young woman, Alex allowed a faint smile to tug at his lips.

"You'll come back, won't you?" Jo asked, blinking.

"Yeah."

Alex nodded, smiling warmly.

"If I want to return to my world, I'll need a waypoint. So yes, after I deal with the problems in that universe, I'll be back."

"Then next time we meet, it'll be my turn to buy you a drink."

"Deal."

Farewells were always bittersweet.

Especially for Alex, who was about to face unknown dangers. But wasn't this the essence of travel? Experiencing strange worlds and meeting all kinds of people?

These experiences, these stories—they all had meaning.

As the Impala disappeared down the road, Alex straightened up and refocused his thoughts.

"Falling for someone, are we?"

Miss Minutes appeared beside him at some point, smiling as she teased him.

"What are you talking about? Do I look like Dean to you?"

Alex instinctively retorted but quickly shook his head with a chuckle.

"This seems to be my first solo mission—no Pietro, no Kara. For the first time, it's really just me. I thought I'd feel freer going solo."

"Humans are inherently social creatures. This sentiment is shared by all beings with souls, so you needn't overthink it."

With a deep sigh, Alex muttered softly, "True. I'm not that rational, either. Maybe it seemed like Pietro and the others always relied on me, but in truth, I've relied on them just as much. Without them, I probably wouldn't have made it this far."

"Yet you've taken this step forward."

"Yeah... for their sake, I had to take this step."

Shrugging, Alex pushed the swirling emotions from his mind.

"Alright, Dear Diary, I'm not used to showing my vulnerable side. It makes me seem a bit sentimental. Let's end this topic and move on."

"As you wish. I've located a rift in the space. It appears the creator of this universe was somewhat careless—the dimensional barriers here are unusually thin."

"Maybe they've created too many universes to build each one perfectly," Alex speculated.

Soon, a purple barrier materialized in front of Alex.

"Done. I've linked the Heaven rift to a crack in another universe. We should be able to jump to the universe you want."

Miss Minutes gestured invitingly.

"Though who knows what awaits you there."

"Well, let's find out."

With a slight smile, Alex dove into the portal without hesitation.

As Alex departed, a man in a white suit suddenly appeared on the road where Alex had stood moments before.

He silently watched the spot where the purple portal vanished, his eyes filled with confusion and worry.

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