I’m Really An Alchemist

"I'm also afraid that Iris will reject me."

"How could it be!" The old father-in-law said, "When Iris was at home, she kept complaining to me about your unwillingness to propose marriage, she obviously made it so obvious... Well, don't talk to Ai about this matter. Race said she'd hate me to death!"

Barry Allen, an ordinary citizen of Canterlot.

He has a fulfilling job and a woman he loves deeply. In this peaceful and beautiful world, where there are no tight-fitting superheroes and no super criminals, Barry Allen is a happy person.

What makes him happiest is that the woman he loves becomes his fiancée.

He can already imagine the day when he and Iris get married and have children.

"Are you still having that weird dream?" The topic of the chat gradually shifted, and the old father-in-law asked worriedly, "Is there really no need to go to the hospital to have a look?"

"I had a dream once at noon."

Barry Allen rubbed his brows and said, "Maybe the work pressure is too much. I will find a chance to see a psychiatrist."

Strange dreams are his biggest heart problems in the past two years.

In the dream, he kept running, kept running, the surroundings were dark and there was no light, and there was no end to the road ahead.

And heart-piercing screams.

"Run, Barry, run!"

It was his mother's voice.

In memory, Barry Allen has never heard his mother scream with such grief and fear. His mother died very early, and died of a sudden illness when he was young.

But the mother passed away peacefully, and Barry Allen and his father were by his side until his death.

Saying goodbye to Joe Iris, Barry Allen left the central police station to go to his fiancée's date, and walked to the door of a street flower shop. The young man also carefully selected a few bright roses.

When buying roses, he noticed that an inexplicable gaze was watching him.

Barry Allen raised his head and saw an old man with white hair and a hunched back in the crowd of people on the street.

The old man stared at him expressionlessly, with a turtle shell behind him. Barry Allen seemed to have seen this strange old man somewhere, and suddenly became dazed.

"Sir, your flower."

The florist girl handed the bouquet of roses to Barry Allen.

Barry Allen took the rose and turned around again, the strange old man was gone.

"Am I blinded?"

The young man asked passersby, but no one saw the strange old man.

Barry Allen put this strange thing aside and spent a good night with his fiancée. The next day was a weekend holiday, just in time for his rest. He had planned to spend the two worlds with his fiancée.

However, Iris had a foreign mission, and before leaving, he pulled Barry Allen and gave him a deep kiss as a consolation.

The young man who had nothing to do was eating sandwiches while sitting on the sofa undisturbedly watching entertainment news. He felt deeply that he was living a retirement life. At this time, his father who was traveling abroad called.

"Barry!"

As soon as I answered the phone, it was my father's angry voice.

"If Joe hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that you proposed to Iris, dear son, it would have been a surprise to me!"

"...I have already bought a ticket and will be back in Midtown in a few days."

"How long has Iris been waiting for your proposal, we are all watching!"

Barry Allen leaned on the sofa with a smile on his lips, listening to his father's rambles.

Opposite the phone, my father suddenly fell silent.

"Barry, you should tell your mother about this."

Mother.

Thinking of his deceased mother, the smile on Barry Allen's face gradually subsided. He nodded earnestly and put the unfinished sandwich in the refrigerator, but suddenly found that there was a label on the inside of the refrigerator.

"wait me back."

There is also a red heart drawn with a pen on the back of the label.

Barry smiled happily, also drew a heart under the red heart, closed the refrigerator, drove to the cemetery in Canterlot, found his mother's tombstone, quietly put down the flowers, and told his dead mother what happened .

His bravery, his clumsiness, his marriage proposal, his happiness.

The sky was getting cloudy, and the cold wind was blowing. Barry pulled his coat on and glanced at the sky, as black clouds spread like ink.

"The weather forecast didn't say it would rain today."

The young man bid farewell to his mother and planned to leave.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, the clouds on the horizon, the dust in the air, and the ants under the tombstone all stopped.

"flash."

An old voice appeared behind Barry Allen, and the young man turned his head in confusion before noticing the abnormality of time.

In the gray-white forest of tombstones, the weird old man who had caught a glimpse yesterday stared at Barry Allen.

"The Flash." The old man called out a title that sounded like a superhero comic, and the voice seemed to come from above endless time and space, which made Barry Allen puzzled and a little more fearful.

He took a few steps back and said, "You've got the wrong person."

The young man stepped back, only to feel that the air around him was stagnant. The world was extremely slow in his eyes. The surreal development made Barry Allen even more frightened. He tried hard to get rid of this slow state.

And he succeeded.

There was yellow lightning floating on the young man's body. This kind of lightning that came from nowhere gave Barry Allen the power to transcend stillness. He quickly broke free of the stagnant space and appeared on the other side of the road in an instant.

"This is...."

Barry Allen looked down at the lightning floating on his body, confused and shocked.

"This is the Speed ​​Force." The old man was expressionless: "You finally woke up, Flash."

"What is the Flash, what is the Speed ​​Force?" Barry Allen's heart seemed to be clenched tightly, his eyes widened, he looked at the old man, but there was a voice of resistance in his heart.

That was Iris' cry.

That was the cry of my father.

It is a friend, a colleague, everything he has experienced.

They were all begging Barry Allen, begging him not to explore.

To explore further, it will be hell.

"This world is fake." The old man said, "The Flash, the wall of origin is broken, and extraterrestrial existence has come to the multiverse. He created a fake world to trap you here."

"Wake up from reincarnation and witness the truth!"

Following the old man's words, Barry Allen covered his head in pain.

The speed force was frantically beating in the body, countless information rose from the nerve endings, and the unimaginable pain drowned everything.

Countless pictures appear, freeze, and disappear.

When I left home, I saw Iris' message. I had dinner with Iris last night. I clumsily prepared a proposal ring and prepared a balloon. Iris covered her mouth and was very surprised.

These pictures were erased, and Barry Allen appeared again in a dark and long place.

He was running, and kept running.

The mother's screams appeared in my ears again.

The darkness of the road ahead disappeared, and there was a small hut where I lived as a child. My mother fell in the kitchen covered in blood.

Not dying of illness, but being killed.

Killed by a streak of yellow lightning.

"Reverse flash!" Barry Allen gritted his teeth and looked up at the old man in front of him. At this moment, he suddenly knew the identity of the other party.

Turtle man.

Himself, no, the Flash's enemy, a super criminal with static power.

"what is going on?!"

Barry Allen rushed towards the Turtle Man furiously. He couldn't imagine that his world, life and everything were false.

The turtle man stretched out his hand and tapped the young man's chest.

In an instant, the two seemed to be pulled by a hook on their chests, an invisible force grabbed Barry Allen, and the surrounding scenery quickly regressed, the cemetery, the city, the sea, the starry sky, and the universe.

Laughter, crying, cheering, men, women, children, old people.

Countless pictures and countless information impact the brain.

It is an infinite multiverse, a multidimensional space and time.

In these endless time and space, there are superheroes, super criminals, gods, and black technology, which is completely different from the peaceful world where Barry Allen is located.

"Sword twenty-three!"

"Buddha's Palm--"

"The source of The Flash's speed force is what we see first. Since you want to fight for it, you have to rely on your abilities!"

"Number: There are many superpowers in the DC universe. The mission of Shimen is to let us obtain superpower cores as much as possible."

In the endless space and time, human beings like viruses appeared.

These humans came with certain tasks and possessed different powers than superpowers. They approached Barry Allen in different time and space in various identities, and took Barry Allen's speed power by various means.

Not only that, the order of the entire time and space was disturbed by them.

As if greedy bugs eroded the multiverse step by step, when they left, the whole world changed because of their actions.

"...Who are they?"

Barry Allen looked at the erosive behavior that was taking place or ended in the multiverse, and looked at these human beings from outside the realm, with a game-playing attitude, harvesting everything in the original world.

Technology, super powers, magic, artifacts.

It's like a locust crossing the border, no grass grows.

"Reincarnation." The turtle man, or the static force, replied: "Their mission is to destroy the original causal chain and completely collapse time and space."

"What happens after a complete collapse?"

Barry Allen swallowed subconsciously.

"The collapsed world will become a cyclic world without variables in his hands, a known story, repeating itself in an infinite loop." The turtle man said coldly: "The world you are in is the cyclic world, from Nora Allen. It begins when you die, and ends when you get married, the world line will reset, in an eternal cycle."

"How many cycles have I gone through?"

Barry Allen asked in a trill.

"Three thousand times."

The Turtle Man replied.

After three thousand cycles, Barry Allen was frightened by this cruel reality. His world was not only false, but also infinitely repeated false.

Divine Speed ​​rioted, and Barry Allen hugged his head.

The memory of 3,000 cycles has finally been unsealed. 3,000 identical lives, 3,000 identical experiences, 3,000 cycles of conversations, and 45,000 years of long time wash over Barry Allen's mind.

"Who is he?"

The young man raised his head with difficulty.

The Turtle Man pointed to an eroded universe. This universe had no variables, separated from the multiverse, turned into a white light and disappeared towards the heights. Under the protection of the Speed ​​Force, Barry Allen tried his best to look towards the heights.

He saw a figure that he couldn't imagine, couldn't understand, couldn't remember, couldn't observe.

Fishing with a silhouette is like a collection of infinite time and space and the world.

"He is called the Lord God."

The Turtle Man said: "After the Wall of Origin was broken, he took the reincarnations and invaded the multiverse. The Flash, we need your help."

"What can I do?"

The young man got up, the confusion and weakness on his face finally disappeared.

Yellow lightning broke out on him, and Barry Allen began to run, running over multiple time and space. He put on the Flash's shirt and ran with all his strength.

This time he had to run faster than anyone.