To be honest, Mason was still a little excited when he got the key from Old A's body.

Although Fury, the bastard, is a real villain bastard who doesn't do good things, but after all, people are good at what they say, maybe this dog realized his mistake before he died, and decided to leave the weapons of mass destruction and other things he secretly made from others to Mason, who was bound to come and lift his coffin.

Even if you don't have those powerful gadgets, at least you should leave some suicide note like "Confessions of a Sinner" detailing the secret information that Mason should know.

But when it came time to actually get this thing, the captain couldn't be happy at all.

Rorschach's Diary

The cuties don't know what this thing represents, but Mason can guess who the ultimate boss is hidden in the council just from the name.

Even Rorschach has come out, will it be far from the appearance of Dr. Blue Bird, whose power is close to the gods of the universe and has a terrible black history?

So, with a grave-like heart, Mason sat down at the table and put on his gloves and opened the worn-out and torn diary in front of him, which was still stained with dried blood, and it was not difficult to tell what had happened to the owner of the diary.

For Lao A to make such a secret arrangement to keep this diary, Mason felt that there must be some very important clues hidden in it.

Definitely the kind of information that can't be revealed in the ordinary way.

The diary was incomplete, and it had lost a lot of detail due to the destruction of external forces, but it was still largely readable, and Mason found that the journal he had had only the first few pages, and the rest was missing.

And the first sentence of the diary calms the well-informed captain.

"I had to walk the same path as the great men and the clowns, who claimed to create a new world, and yet there were still terrible things going on in their new world."

This first sentence reveals the writer's own bad mood and very good literary literacy in a youthful and sick style.

This familiar sentence structure also allowed Mason to quickly recall in his mind about the life of Rorschach, a unique superhero, uh no, an antihero.

To sum up this guy in one sentence, it is probably the combined form of the punisher + bat man, a personality splitter with serious mental illness, a stunned young man who never bows his head and never compromises, and a bigoter who puts the morality he insists on above world peace.

A guy with a very special personality.

If Mason also had a "list of the most admired superheroes", then Rorschach would definitely be able to easily get in the top five, this guy is not a person to like, he is too straight and full of an indescribable violence a lot of the time, but it just makes everyone who knows him can't help but think and explore.

The story of Rorschach should not have taken place in this era, it was a long time ago, but Mason has seen too much of the chaotic world of the timeline, so there is no need to think too much about it.

Based on what is available so far, Mason can tell that Rorschach should also be one of the heroes of the Council, but judging by the dilapidated state of the diary, it is likely that he died before the Council actually grew stronger.

This is also normal.

With Rorschach's mad dog character who can't help but never let go, it is difficult to survive too long in this dark age of deceit, either being killed by the enemy or plotted by his own people.

Mason prefers the latter.

With this in mind, he continued to read.

"I saw a lot of dead people in the world I just left, and the silent mutant clones executed them simply because they didn't want to sacrifice their world.

Those bastards gave the lackluster world a code name, proclaiming that 'our cause' had new franchisees, but I saw no obedience in the faces of those who survived.

There is only meekness under fear.

I guess I've seen it for what it is, and the end of the world is real, but those who claim to protect us are like rats gnawing at dead flesh in an ever-stretching stinking gutter, wrapping their ambitions in a veil of salvation and seducing others in doing so.

I believe that all the rats will twitch in the ashes while the stench of this stinky ditch is consumed by a fire, and they will be drowned in their own desires until their rancid souls are suffocated.

I don't have any proof, but I believe those guys are hiding a big conspiracy and are sneakily executing it.

I'm also sure that when I light that fire with my own hands, those sanctimonious bastards will scream and beg me to stop, and I'll say 'no' to them!

The Night Stalker told me about his concerns, which coincided with what I was thinking.

But I'm not going to talk to him too much, because I see in the eyes of that clever softass what he really thinks.

He will be as obedient as before, and he will not really act until the fire burns to his feet, and it will definitely be too late then, let him and Silk Soul continue to go to their two-person world.

They're not bad people, they're just not firm enough.

But I'm different!

The bad guys must be punished, and I don't compromise on that.

Tomorrow we are going to set off again, and a new world will be faced with a choice, they say that we must race against time under the end of the world, but is it for the ideal, or is it the dark selfish desires that are roaring?

I guess I'm running out of time, and I'll have to find that evidence.

They had just formed an organization called the 'Stars Society', which might have been a breakthrough, but it could also be just another group of outsiders bewitched by the 'Great Ideals', just like us invited visitors from the other world. ”

This concludes the first page of the journal, allowing Mason to confirm that the events recorded in the journal occurred in the early days of the Council's existence, even before the first shock.

The subject of this journal was also confirmed.

Rorschach was searching for the Council's deepest secrets, and even at the very beginning of the Council's actions, he had sniffed a hint of unease. This may be the reason why Old A left this diary, he wanted me to learn about things I didn't know through Rorschach's story.

But the more likely guess is that Lao A is actually secretly verifying certain things, and he may also have some doubts about what he has been doing.

This is in line with the bad character of spies. ”

Mason lit a cigarette at his desk, his brain racing as the smoke rose.

And Harley and Quinn, who were sitting on the left and right next to him, also looked at the diary that had fallen apart, and Hallie, as a psychologist, easily judged the character traits of this guy from the order and semantics of these words.

She pouted and said:

"A typical PTSD patient has a sense of crisis like Batman and a narcissistic complex that cannot be ignored, feeling that everyone is drunk and sober, and in the absence of evidence, he is sure that his judgment must be correct.

I guess this guy definitely doesn't have many friends, doesn't know how to show kindness to other people and reciprocate kindness, has no lovers and doesn't expect company.

He's a lone wolf. ”

The cutie propped up her chin, tilted her head and said:

"If I had to guess, I think he would definitely wear a mask when he acts, but in addition to protecting his identity, it is also this way that the hidden personality dominates his actions.

It's like an uneasy metronome, constantly going back and forth between the two extremes of madness and sanity, relying only on its own morality to stabilize the precarious mind.

This bad situation will further strengthen the persistence in his heart, and make him more and more stubborn and closer to the brink of collapse.

He didn't set a bottom line for himself like Batboy, which allowed him to use violence more freely while becoming more and more immersed in the role of the abuser.

I guess he must have been abused as a child, and he didn't resist putting himself in the position of an abuser, maybe not a cult of power, but definitely an anti-social element.

His personal life is an absolute mess.

There is no way to live in the same social environment as a normal person, and he is a naturally marginal person. ”

"You really scare me sometimes, cutie."

Mason sighed, picked up a pen and drew Rorschach's face on the paper as he remembered it, and said to Hallie:

"Especially when you really use your little brain and your expertise, it's like a crazy wise man, making one wonder if you're going to pick up a knife and cut my face off the next moment, or laugh and set a deadly trap for me to try to make me understand the meaning of life.

But I have to admit that this psychometric test was perfect. ”

He picked up the paper.

Handing Harley the image of Rorschach with a mask, felt hat, khaki trench coat and white scarf, cutie snorted and lay on Mason's lap, holding the portrait in her hand and looking at it.

She said:

"Look, a martyr who separates himself from the filthy world with his clothes and masks, and I think he's fit to be in the asylum of Arkham.

This will certainly help him a lot in his poor mental condition, and Mr. J may see him as a close friend, like he is chasing Batboy like crazy. ”

"Nope! Zhou Keer will only stay away from such people. ”

Quinn shook his head next to him and retorted:

"The result of locking up this Rorschach and Zhou Keer can be imagined, violence is also a weapon, and it is very useful many times.

He would scream and break every rib of Zhou Ke'er, so that the latter would not hesitate to strangle him in laughter.

Such a person is the nemesis of the clown.

Even predators. ”

"Look, you're attracted to this guy too."

Mason smiled, no longer interfering with the two cuties' debate about Rorschach, and picked up the second page of the journal, only to find that it had jumped quite widely.

The timestamp shows that it may seem like days or even months have passed since the last time I wrote down my diary, but this time it starts with a bang:

"Tonight, the laughing man died.

He died downstairs in the council, and the bastard jumped from the top floor after drinking too much, leaving no suicide note, and the doctor said he committed suicide, but I don't think so.

He's been doing a good job lately, immersed in constant assignments, taking pleasure in slaughtering and destroying as his job, and even having several conflicts with members of the Stars Guild over bad actions.

He tried to rape the witch who didn't look easy to mess with, and he nearly got the bird cut off by a dull witcher's sword, and if it weren't for Steve Rogers' quick arrival, we'd have had to prepare a body bag.

I guess that's what the coward really looks like after he drank too much, not jumping off the roof.

There must be a reason behind the death of the laughing man, and I will definitely know!

But before I can do that, I have to focus on what I'm doing, the witcher told me that nothing but his thoughts and worries are.

His statement gave me a new inspiration.

Why does the so-called 'help' take the form of invasion and conquest? Even if the world before us has given up resistance, perhaps it is not just because they want to extend their authority, but because it has to.

As the charming witch guessed, could it be some kind of ritual of supernatural powers?

I need to stay away from the witch.

I knew from her eyes that she had guessed what I was doing, but the bad news was that the Pharaoh had been transferred to a mysterious institution where they said his talents would be put to good use.

But I think it's an exile, just because the Pharaoh helped me steal that privilege.

I can't wait any longer, even if I'm sure the Pharaoh won't betray me, but I must get started right away! I need to figure out what the hell are they preparing?

If it's a good thing, then I'll continue to be involved.

If it's a bad thing, then."

After reading the second page of the diary, Mason rubbed his eyebrows.

He didn't care about the death of the laugher, because it was at least seventeen years ago, and he cared about whether Rorschach's so-called "action" had come to fruition.

So he continued to scroll down, and the third page was unexpectedly long, and the chaotic strokes and descriptions on it undoubtedly represented the shock, dismay, and despair in Rorschach's heart.

"The shock is coming! Right in front of my eyes, I witnessed it. They weren't lying. But if they're right, doesn't that mean I'm wrong?

No!

Wrong.

Although I participated in the rescue and transfer of those deplorable worlds, I saw with my own eyes their generosity in handing over the shelters they had built to the homeless, and I also saw the moment when the world collided with the world, the scene of the destruction of everything and the death of everything.

I saw those, but I didn't think they were right.

There are still a lot of details that cannot be explained.

I saw the document called 'The Last Star', which was sketchy and unfinalized, and there were a lot of technical issues to be solved, but I would never believe that they were extracting the world just to forge an ark of doom.

Even though everything was explained, I still had a sense of unease.

The rescued children called me a 'hero', but they didn't know that just a few days earlier I and the others had broken into their country and brutally completed the takeover of power.

The Night Stalker told me he was going to give up.

He said that he didn't care about good and evil, and just wanted to continue to help those in need, which was really a choice in line with his character, and I would not say anything about it except to sneer in return.

But the bad news is still so unsightly.

Just before dinner time, I got bad news from Silk Soul.

The dreary witcher and his charming wife are in trouble, and it is said that they have opened a door that should not have been opened, rescuing many people while annihilating an army of the Council.

This makes them imminent of a verdict.

I don't know what mission that army is on, but there's no doubt that witches and witches made their choices.

Although I have never had a deep conversation with them, I can confirm that they are rebelling against something, they are supposed to be my companions, they are real warriors.

I had to find a way to meet them, and it would be nice if I could get some useful information.

But the impact.

Shocks are an unavoidable topic, the end of the world is real, and the guys I see as villains have saved billions of people with their decisions and solutions.

Their union has been built, they say it's a victory and they want to give us a medal.

A medal forged by blood, salvation with death, and destruction against the apocalypse.

It's ironic.

But what about me?

What about Rorschach?

Where are we now? ”

"What about the back?"

Quinn behind Mason asked.

She seemed to wonder if Rorschach had seen Ciri's parents, but Mason flipped the page and spread his hands helplessly.

The back is gone.

The diary was torn open from here, but it shouldn't have been done on purpose, but Lao A only collected so much, although there is not much effective information, but some of the details in it are still thought-provoking.

Because he had the same question as Rorschach described in his diary.

Is the Endstar project, which the Council has been pushing for, really as simple as shaping an ark of doom? With the technological power of the Fox's nest, it is impossible that the efforts of the past seventeen years have not completed such a plan.

There are a lot of problems with this.

And the captain decided that this was the truth he had to find in this world, which did not conflict with the fact that he had come to punish these "bastard villains" in Rorschach's mouth.

The search seventeen years ago apparently ended in failure, but seventeen years later everything is different.

"Maybe we should rest."

Mason put away the diary, put it in his bag, and said to Hallie and Quinn:

"I'm going to the Council headquarters tomorrow as a world envoy, and I'm looking forward to what I'll get tomorrow, and we'll have to find the rest of the diary.

Well? ”

The captain suddenly stopped, he looked back at the unsettling darkness outside the window behind him, and said:

"Pick up your baseball bats, ladies. We've got uninvited 'guests'. ”

(End of chapter)