No.

'What exactly is the end?'

The Earth ending? No. The universe? No. Time itself? No, no, no.

So what was the end?

"When the first living thing existed, I was there waiting. When the last living thing dies, my job will be finished. I'll put the chairs on the tables, turn out the lights and lock the universe behind me when I leave."

The end was beyond ****. The door which **** locked.

Impossibility. The Sixth Note. The Sixth Dimension.

A realm beyond comprehension where everything falls apart except the truths that are never meant to be seen.

A realm he could see. A realm within the palm of his hand.

The greyness in his eyes turned bright blue. A blast of energy bursted out and in a massive explosion threw Batman away. He landed, two feet and a hand supporting him.

Aaron Reigner rose.

He put a hand to his face and laughed.

"I get it! I get it! IgetitIgetitIget! It all makes sense now! All of it! The world…this world…it's all underneath my feet!"

He raised an arm and threw it down diagonally. A slash constructed from space and time formed and flung at Batman at unbelievable speeds. If he hadn't guessed the attack from his body movement…

"Ngh…"

…Batman would have died. His shoulder plate was utterly scorched, exposing his flesh.

"What the hell just happened?" Batman asked in a low mutter.

Then, before he could think for a second longer, Aaron was in front of him.

"Haaa?" Aaron back-handed him. Before, he had struggled to overpower him with the highest skill level. But with this sleazy bitch slap, he caused the Hellbat suit to crack. He caused the Batman to bounce away like an ant.

Batman skidded across the surface of the moon. He traversed miles upon miles and was totally unable to stop himself.

"What the hell…!"

Aaron appeared in front of again. It was like he could command the Speed **** like it was nothing. Like he could teleport. Like he could faster than instantaneous movement.

"If you're going through hell, you might as well keep going, right!? Right!?"

Batman took a step back. Aaron clapped his hands together.

Their surroundings blinked and they were back at the BatCave.

Batman didn't let himself get flustered. He attacked Aaron, only to miss. Batman swung again but he was like a snail compared to Aaron. His movements were in slow motion from his perspective.

"It was my first time reaching the brink of **** and now…I understand it. I understand the forces. Thank you, Batman. I owe you one."

He backhanded Batman again and half of his cowl went flying. His left eye and mouth were exposed, bleeding from the edges.

The Hellbat suit was coming apart.

Batman growled. He punched. He assaulted him. He went from fighting style to fighting style.

Nothing worked. Nothing connected.

"Wally West." Bruce's eyes went wide and he leaped back. Though the cowl was off, the rest of the suit was functional. "You copied his speed."

Aaron laughed. He laughed instead of responding. "Come on, is this the best you have!? Come on, do better!"

Bruce growled. He moved.

A blast of blue energy, the same from before, rushed at him. This time, without the full assistance of the Hellbat suit, it eviscerated his arm. Bruce staggered back and fell to one knee. His arm socket was leaking blood. With only one arm, with only half of the cowl working, he couldn't fight.

"BatCave, activate all–"

Snap!

"Already undone." Aaron smiled cheekily. "My magic is much stronger than before now. I can easily dismantle every silly device here."

Batman kept quiet, on one knee. He couldn't do anything. He couldn't move without Aaron noticing. It was like fighting Superman without Kryptonian. It was like trying to react to the Flash without armour or superpowers. The situation was hopeless.

"Don't worry. I'll reconstruct your arm." Aaron approached him languidly. All signs of injuries disappeared, healed by a spell he casted in his head. "The only difference is that I'm going to wipe your memory of this event and then put a mental block on you so that you'll never, ever figure out I'm the Chosen One. That way, this fight won't ever happen again."

Aaron pointed his open palm down at him. What met him was the legendary Bat glare.

"Any last words?"

Batman's glare deepened. "You won't get away with this."

Aaron smiled. "I sincerely doubt that."

Midnight fell as did Batman.

Happy birthday.