"Do you come from the other side of the Wall?" Knull asked solemnly after a period of silence. He had a sense of dread in his voice. The dread that only he knew.

"Huh!!!?"

John didn't expect such a reaction. When he first mentioned outside the multiverse, he just threw it out with no proper thought. Because for him, there was no 'other multiverse' . This was just random bullshit which he had woven for quite a long time. He had been lying about this all his life.

He felt bad, thinking all the systems of the protagonists he read before didn't have to lie so blatantly as he had to. It was like his system was forcing him to lie. Spread lies all over the globe about himself.

But there was nothing he could do.

But now John was questioning himself, after hearing the words of Knull. From his words he could distinctly feel that Knull believed there was a multiverse out there. Sure there are comics on such things as for example there was a comic where Batman fought with Ninja Turtles, a world where Spawn was fighting with Batman, and even a world where the heroes of DC and Marvel came together and fought.

But that was it! It was just bullshit stories to boost the sales of both comics. He wasn't sure of why he was in a marvel world that should have just existed in comics and movies.

But then again the stories of comics have come to life here. So what was stopping the stories or DC and other words being real? But here came the paradox.

If the stories of DC and all others were real, then how could John have such control over his summons? And if they really came from another universe, wouldn't their own world be ruined and in a more drastic way?

John had seen what ruin can come to a world where there were no heroes. Marvel was relatively an 'easy' world compared to DC. If Batman someday decided to sleep one night in Gotham, then Joker would just cause havoc around.

So if his summons were real, then weren't their multiverse in doom? Assuming that his summons were real of course.

This thought scared John a bit. If this was true then he was the sinner of various multiverses out there. All these thoughts were rapidly revolving his mind and his thought power enhanced by being Gilgamesh was turning in full speed.

All this thought came to John in a matter of seconds after Knull asked that question.

"This is terrible? If there really is a multiverse out there, then I will have to look into it. I will have to ask Oblivion. Only he can answer. For now, I will have to end this." John thought.

"Maybe... maybe not..." John replied cryptically to Knull not releasing any information. Now, John needed to understand what Knull meant by other multiverses and milk as much information before he approached Oblivion.

"How did you cross the Wall?" Knull asked now, in an excited tone. He had his eyes shining when he asked that, as if he could find salvation.

"Wall?" What Wall?" John involuntarily asked Knull, as he had no idea of what he was asking.

"WALL... The Wall.. The Wall that surrounds the multiverse of ours. Don't you even know what that is called?" Knull asked. The amount of talking that Knull was doing was something he had ever done before. Not even when he had his own kingdom!!

Yet here he was, talking to his enemy!!

Why? Because he wanted answers too. But John was confused. There was never a mention of Wall or whatever that was covering the multiverse. The universe itself was unquantifiable, and it was ever expanding. There was never a Wall in Marvel.

Never.

So what was this Knull speaking about?

"I have no idea what you are talking about?"

Knull squinted his eyes as John replied. His demeanour changed instantly like before. Cold and dark. Knull knew that he needed to beat this guy out to get answers. His conquest of Earth was just for old revenge, but now it had become something else.

His enemies wouldn't let him have answers so he would have to beat it out.

"So you won't say it willingly. Good.. So be it.. Now just be obliterated." Knull said as he again swung his sword. John could see the wrath in his eyes when he did that. It was as if he was fueled by more fire. And this time it was not only for revenge and conquest, it was for answers.

Or rather an obsession. And this guy would do everything for this. This fight just got more serious than it ever was. A demented and obsessed being was always been a problematic one. The tons of Chinese novels had taught him that and here there was another one.