Chapter 199: CH: 197 Enjoying Wild Life With My Wives
{Chapter: 197 Enjoying Wild Life With My Wives}
"From my knowledge, the real world is like the trunk of a vast, ancient tree," William said calmly, his gaze sweeping across the group. "And the movie worlds you come from—those are the branches. Without the trunk, the branches cannot grow. But both the trunk and the branches are parts of the tree. That is to say, the real world I was originally in and the movie world you are in are actually parallel worlds. However, there is a difference between the primary and the secondary.." William said lightly.
"Even though they're different, they're part of the same whole. That means the world I came from, and the ones you believe you were born into, are parallel worlds—just with different positions. One as the source, and the others branching out."
His words lingered in the air like a riddle wrapped in truth.
White Queen nodded thoughtfully, her pale fingers tapping against her hip in a calculated rhythm. "Exactly, William. That's what I was trying to say. But... These are only hypotheses for now. They need testing. Confirmation. And sadly, I won't be able to pursue that for a little while. I'll be traveling to the core Marvel cinematic dimension in a few days. When I return, I promise I'll dig deeper into this 'Villain Space' and how it connects the multiverse."
Crosshairs smirked and folded his arms. "I always knew I was unique. Ain't no way someone else played me in some fake world."
The others chuckled and nodded in agreement. Even the idea that they were fictional, imagined by actors on a set, made something primal in their souls rebel.
"It's not just about pride," Peggy chimed in, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "It's about identity. If we accept that we're just copies or performances, then who are we really? What does any of it mean?"
"So I think White Queen is right." Peggy said, and the other woman nodded.
William raised both hands in mock surrender, grinning. "You've all got a point. Honestly, it's a strange topic, even for me. But we've got three days left together before the next mission, so let's not waste them arguing philosophy. Wives, tell me—how do you want to spend them? This place has expanded so much lately... there's more to explore than ever."
Becky raised both hands and squealed, "I want to go to an amusement park! Roller coasters! Cotton candy! Rides!"