The morning the next day, Compass Carburettor woke up, feeling refreshed as he tossed and turned under the sheets for a couple of minutes before getting up as he entered the bathroom and freshened himself.

Following that, he prepared breakfast and helped himself while staring at the news telecast on the TV, noticing that Gehera had yet to wake up, too exhausted from the nightly activities.

He then picked up his mobile and called Muscle Lantern, "I won't be coming to the Academy for a while."

"Yeah, something important has come up."

"The Hero Association would inform you soon enough."

"Take care while you bring the students to the Gunmetal Gold World for training. If you come across a 4-Star enemy and above, summon Gehera for help. Yeah, use the method I taught you."

"That's it, I'll see you later." Saying so, he ended the call, taking in a deep breath as he finished his breakfast and switched off the TV.

"Is it time already?" Gehera's exhausted voice resounded from the bedroom.

"Yeah," Compass Carburettor nodded as he covered his face with a hat and exited the house, "Get some rest while you can. The safety of this world rests on your hands until the three of us return."

"Take care." He said and closed the door, exiting the apartment slowly as he walked through the streets, taking in the familiar sights that he had gotten used to in the past couple of months.

"This is my daughter's world." He muttered and stared at the sky, disappearing from the middle of the street. Shockingly, none seemed aware of what had happened, going about with their daily lives.

Compass Carburettor arrived before the barrier as he gently leaned on it and melted through it, appearing on the other side as he watched it struggle to mend itself, taking almost a minute to do so. 'My radiation is indeed strong.'

He then walked on the barrier, observing that despite passing beside them, none of the Invaders seemed aware of his presence.

How would they know? After all, he wasn't travelling through reality but through their dreamland. Grotesque, bizarrely shaped creatures wafted out of the Invaders, depicting the chaos in their minds.

Even while awake, the mind continues to dream on, just that it would be too weak. But through his powers of Dreamcraft, Compass Carburettor casually manifested the dreamscapes of those around him, creating an alternate plane that he used to travel.

This was only possible in places with living beings. Therefore, the very existence of the Invaders meant to scout all actions taken by this universe ended up being the cause that masked his existence, one that slowly sauntered towards the end of the universe.

He extended his hand, unleashing a minor spatial fluctuation as his figure transmigrated past the barrier and entered the adjacent universe.

Compass Carburettor looked around, noticing that there were habitable planets in this universe, so he avoided it and travelled towards its end before transmigrating to the next universe, continuing to do so until he came across a universe without any native lifeforms.

"This will do." He muttered and arrived before a sun, opening his mouth as he unleashed a suction force, causing the plasma on the sun to flow towards him. The stream was minuscule at the start but in a matter of minutes, its size expanded to become as big as the biggest of rivers.

"Keuk!" Compass Carburettor grunted as he began to absorb energy at a pace beyond what he was capable of. The place he had arrived at was around the centre of the universe, a location where the biggest star existed.

The sheer heat it radiated was enough to vaporise most forms of matter. If not for his energy absorption abilities, even he would have been affected.

The rays of heat from the star flowed into his body, rapidly devoured by him as Compass Carburettor observed the energy funnelling into his Psyche Stars little by little, smiling wryly in response, "There's barely any change. It's like a bottomless hole."

The energy was divided into his seven Psyche Stars equally, but despite him absorbing a massive quantity every second, there was no change in the quantity of energy they possessed.

Each of his Psyche Stars wholly expressed his potential. So, it meant that the greater his foundation, the greater the quantity of energy they required to be filled up. Upon calculating the number of stars he would have to devour in response, even he felt a chill.

"Thankfully, there are an endless number of universes."

The gigantic star began to turn unstable upon losing a good fraction of its mass, showing signs of instability. Compass Carburettor observed its condition before closing his eyes as he transformed into a beam of light and arrived at its core, meditating there as he began to consolidate his energy levels.

'To decisively kill my enemies, I need to attain the peak of my power.' He thought, focusing on the concept he represented as he expanded his senses, forgetting his existence as he began to synchronise with the deaths of the living beings in the adjacent universe.

From a million creatures to two million, four, eight, eventually reaching the billions. A day passed in such a fashion as he now had synchronised himself with all the deaths transpiring in an entire universe.

"Further." He muttered, expanding his senses to a second universe through the pathways of energy funnelling into his concept, "Death, fragile, mortality."

"Death, fragile, mortality."

"Death, fragile, mortality."

He continued to chant the same words over and over, observing the deaths of every living being in a greater number of universes. Eventually, he stopped when his senses expanded to ten universes, observing that he had fully synchronised himself with all the deaths happening in these ten universes.

"Now, I am fully attuned to the deaths happening in the present of these ten universes." He muttered, his body flaring up in response as his eyes shot open, "Now, I need to synchronise with their past too."

Dreamcraft!

Through the dreams of living beings, Compass Carburettor erected dreamscapes that began to travel reverse in a universe's timeline, mapping out its past. Through there, he obtained data regarding the lives that had been lost, using that as a stimulus to gain an anchor point in the timeline of the universe in reality, using which he began to attune himself to all the deaths that had happened in that time frame.

But, he had only managed to synchronise a few seconds into the past when intense pain assaulted him, causing mysterious instincts to invade him in reverse, urging him to commit suicide.