The rift above widened, a jagged tear stretching across the sky like a wound in reality itself. Cities everywhere trembled under the shockwaves of colliding worlds.
In New York, Iron Man soared above the skyline, repulsors blazing, circling a squadron of Parademons led by Darkseid. Below, Cyborg raced through the streets, hacking drones and converting skyscrapers into barriers to slow the invaders.
Meanwhile, in Gotham, Batman coordinated a tactical strike. Nightwing and Robin flanked him, precision and speed their weapons. Across the street, Wolverine had appeared, claws extended, leaping into the shadows to take down Deathstroke with savage efficiency.
On the oceans, Aquaman rose from the depths as Namor emerged, tidal waves clashing with currents of raw power. Storm hovered above, hurling bolts at Wonder Woman — lightning against divine resilience — while Valkyrie arrived midair, wings unfurled, intercepting the assault.
High above the planet, the sky became a blur of speedsters. Flash and Quicksilver zipped through collapsing buildings and streets, leaving streaks of red and silver. Each tried to outpace the other, shattering windows and tearing debris with sonic booms.
Back on the battlefield, Thor and Superman's clash grew more destructive. Every strike sent shockwaves across the city; Mjolnir met heat vision with a thunderous roar. Spider-Man's webs snared falling debris, while Deadpool darted around Joker, laughing maniacally, slicing with dual katanas.
Hulk roared as he threw Doomsday into a crumbling tower. The impact sent a tremor through the ground, collapsing entire streets. Captain America joined Batman in the shadows, shield deflecting energy blasts while coordinating counterattacks.
Loki appeared briefly, manipulating chaos, while Doctor Strange conjured portals to redirect attacks, trying to minimize collateral damage—but even he could feel the rift's power growing, whispering that worse was yet to come.
By nightfall, the battle had expanded to multiple cities: Metropolis, New York, Gotham, Atlantis, and beyond. Heroes and villains alike realized the scope of the conflict — this was no isolated fight. The rift had made the war universal, and every move mattered.
The first clashes were over. But the war? The war was only beginning.