Chapter 212:

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Chapter 212:

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[David Lance POV]

After Wioska defeated Atrocitus, I waited for him to wake up, and when he did, I had a talk with him. In that talk, I explained the situation in detail, and needless to say, he wasn't all that eager to help me at first.

But after a lot of talking and yelling from his part, he accepted to join this war, stating that he would be my ally, temporarily, and that one day he would claim my life.

I nodded at his threat.

Death would have me when it earned me, and Atrocitus wasn't going to be the one to deliver such.

With Atrocitus out of the way, two corps remained. The Yellow Lanterns, and the Blue Lanterns.

"Where next?" I asked Wioska.

"This is your war, so it's your call," Wioska replied.

My war.

I suppose in a way it was.

"Yellow it is then," I sighed.

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Every ring represented something I didn't want to remember from this accursed world, my rage, my lack of hope, my fear, and my tained will. I didn't want them, as useful as they had been, I hated them, nevertheless I would keep them.

As reminders.

"Let's go," I said.

Wioska smiled. "Where next?"

"To earth, I will leave recruiting the Blue Lanterns to Sayd, I'm done with this," I replied. "Besides, I still have my army to recover."

"The one Darkseid gave you," Wioska replied. "You wouldn't be the first one to fight him with an army of his own creation, I wonder if you'll be the first one to defeat him."

"I intend to be," I replied, clenching my fists.

"Good," Wioska said.

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[Unknown POV.]

[Apokolips.]

In the halls of Darkseid's castle, two figures walked down a hall, one of them tall and imposing, the other looking like a harmless old lady, they were Darkseid and Granny Goodness.

"My lord, it seems that little red is planning to betray you," Granny Goodness said, as she calmly walked beside Darkseid. "What do we do? Should I send the furies after him?"

"No, let him be." Darkseid's eyes glinted dangerously. "I am quite content to let him play his little games, for now."

Granny Goodness nodded, her expression grim and resolute. "As always, Lord Darkseid," she said solemnly. "We all serve your will."

Darkseid nodded thinly at her words. "Indeed you do," he said, as he gazed off into the distance for a moment before turning back to his servant with a thoughtful look on his face. "Let us see how far the young god's ambition will carry him. I am intrigued to see how his plans develop. In the meantime, prepare the armies to face Brainiac, that one will die before the week ends, I command it."

Granny Goodness gave a tight-lipped smile. "Very well, my lord," she said with a slight bow, before turning and walking away, eager to carry out Darkseid's orders.

Darkseid watched her go, his expression unreadable. Evil vs Destruction. He smiled thinly as the thought of it crossed his mind, and then continued walking in silence.