The Unseen Script - (The Great Reset / Re-Set?)

Chapter 6 (Z37): The Rewrite-Reality Ain't Ready

SCENE 1: YG TESTS THE PEN
YG twirled the golden quill between his fingers, the universe vibrating with each flick of his wrist.

Lucifer leaned in, fascinated. "You do realize that's the pen that has written every fate, prophecy, and plot twist in existence?"

Constantine took a deep drag of his cigarette. "So, what's the first thing you're gonna do with it?"

YG tapped the pen against his chin, pretending to think.

And then—

He wrote one simple sentence.

"Batman actually gets a good night's sleep."

Somewhere in Gotham—

Bruce Wayne, mid-brooding session, suddenly face-planted into his desk.

Alfred rushed in. "Master Wayne?!"

Bruce let out the deepest, most satisfying snore in history.

YG smirked. "Damn. That actually worked."

SCENE 2: TESTING THE LIMITS—SUPERHERO CHAOS ENSUES
Lucifer folded his arms. "That's all you're going to do? Give Batman some rest?"

YG shrugged. "Alright, bet."

He scribbled something else.

"The Flash actually gets to enjoy a meal without being interrupted by a crisis."

Somewhere in Central City—

Barry Allen took a bite of his burger.

A single tear rolled down his cheek.

"...No alarms? No speedster villains? No dimensional rifts?"

Iris raised an eyebrow. "Uh... you good?"

Barry laughed, unhinged. "I'M EATING. DO YOU REALIZE WHAT THIS MEANS?!"

YG's grin widened.

"Alright, let's take it up a notch."

He wrote:

"The Joker finally tells Batman a joke that actually makes him laugh."

Somewhere in Gotham—

Joker stared at Batman, sweating bullets. "Okay, okay, I got one. Why did the—"

Batman suddenly burst out laughing.

Like, full-on gasping-for-air, tears-in-his-eyes laughter.

Joker froze.

"...Wait. WAIT. YOU—YOU LAUGHED?! WHAT DID I JUST DO?"

Batman was still cackling. "YOU'RE ACTUALLY FUNNY?!"

The Bat-Signal flickered.

Gotham's crime rate plummeted by 78%.

SCENE 3: REWRITING REALITY IN THE WORST POSSIBLE WAYS
Lucifer chuckled. "Alright, alright, I'll admit—that's impressive. But what if you—"

YG was already writing again.

"John Constantine is banned from smoking for eternity."

Constantine choked on air.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?!"

He reached for a cigarette, but—POOF—it vanished the moment he touched it.

Another POOF.

Every cigarette in the multiverse disappeared.

Constantine fell to his knees, devastated.

YG winked. "Gotta look out for your lungs, Johnny boy."

Lucifer, holding back laughter: "Oh, this is getting fun."