Nightwing felt his very being drifting towards not one of the brothers, but to a universe, no, a galaxy far far away.
Dick saw visions of this galaxy's history. This universe was unlike his own. Very few possessed any powers to speak of and those that did carried blades of light. Some used their abilities to help others, some to help only themselves. Humans and aliens coexisted among thousands of inhabitable worlds. Interplanetary travel was an everyday occurrence. The people there possessed technology far beyond what even the Justice League had access to. But with any advanced technology, there was war that followed not far behind. He witnessed merely short visions of the countless wars fought across this galaxy for one reason or another, for causes just and unjust. How was he going to find his way back home in all this chaos? He was going to have to try.
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