The Feast Left Behind by the Beyonder

A brand-new Doomsday, a truly singular individual—one of a kind, possessing every form and ability of every Doomsday model. This was, in the truest sense, the most perfect Doomsday. It was simply a work of art. Donnie examined the newborn monster, his face full of amazement. Especially that other-side trait within it, which had successfully converged and grown a little stronger—though it was still imperceptible, seeming unchanged at first glance. Donnie had been watching it closely and knew it had indeed grown by the slightest amount.