I'm the villain in Gotham

"...you saw it." After a while, Batman said in a low voice.

"Hmm." Bruce looked down on the whole of Gotham from this perspective for the first time, and he said slowly, "This place is really... nice." He didn't know how to describe what he saw, as if he didn't know how Describe how you feel now.

That feeling is hazy but familiar, mixed with burning and pain.

"You have something to tell me," Batman said firmly.

"Yes." Bruce admitted: "It's your teammates who want me to enlighten you."

"...they have a lot to do."

"But you are obviously very happy." Bruce said, "Don't rush to deny it, I understand you."

No, thought Batman, you only know "you", not me.

"Actually, I don't seem to have anything to talk to you about." Bruce leaned into Batman's arms, feeling the warmth from his body: "After all, I don't know your past, I don't know what you've been through, But when you choose to wear the mantle and choose to be Gotham's protector, you are a great human being."

Bruce smiled and said, "You protected Gotham, the people you love, everything you love."

Suddenly, he felt Batman's body froze.

"……I do not have."

"what?"

"I didn't do it, I never did it." Batman's voice was hoarse, as if his throat was full of broken glass, he was struggling to analyze himself, those blood and flames, gunshots and explosions swept him once again , pulling him into blood-red memories.

He never got it, but always lost it.

"What...?" Bruce looked back at him in surprise.

Batman didn't respond to his doubts.

"In a few days, after analyzing your space-time coordinates, you will return to the original place." Batman said coldly: "Take all this as a dream, forget it all, and live your life."

"You're running away," Bruce said.

Batman's exposed jaw tensed, he didn't want to admit it, but it was.

"Listen," Bruce now feels that this future is more gloomy and closed than he imagined: "I'm not going to ask you why you feel this way, but look at Gotham under your feet and ask yourself, don't you change it ?"

have.But maybe it's more on the bad side.

The endless emergence of super criminals makes Batman sometimes have self-doubt.

Did Batman make them, or did Batman make them?

It's like a paradox that has always been rooted in Batman's heart. Sometimes he doesn't want it to be this way, and sometimes he thinks it is the truth.

Batman was silent, eager to end the subject.

But he also wanted to hear what Bruce had to say, and wanted to know what a self who hadn't experienced pain and still had good intentions about everything would think.

"We all know what kind of city Gotham is." Bruce's young face was very serious, which made him look like Batman after he took off his hood: "Even if my father doesn't tell me much These things, but based on my experience over the years and my shallow understanding, I also know that it has been growing in the quagmire, and it cannot be changed overnight or by a few people."

"But as long as you're working hard, as long as someone is still working hard, it can't keep sinking like this."

"Things will always get better, maybe you don't see it, maybe you never realize it, but it must be changing for the better."

"Of course I will return to my world, but I will not treat my experience here as a dream, just like you, just like my parents, and I will not sit idly by and ignore the status quo in Gotham."

Isn't this the fate of the Wayne family?

All their lives, they have worked hard to protect and save the city.

Batman and Bruce, staring at his younger self.At this moment, they seemed to be connected with each other suddenly, and they were surprised and understood the courage and perseverance released by each other.

At this moment, Batman suddenly realized that no matter what kind of world he was in, no matter what experience he had, no matter how old he was, they were all one person, Bruce Wayne.

"...that's not an easy path to take," said Batman at last.

Bruce suddenly felt that his voice was a little softer than before, although only a little bit.

But it was enough for him to give a smile: "I know."

But he, they, was determined to do so.

To be honest, the gargoyle is not a good place to talk, and Batman felt calm before not having to face himself, but after knowing all Bruce's thoughts and communicating with his other self, Batman is no longer obsessed with Here, bring Bruce to the top floor of Gotham Clock Tower.

"Wow, it's still here." Bruce touched the big clock: "It's just that it looks more worn out." As he said, he shivered suddenly and shrank his neck.

Only then did Batman notice that he was still wearing very thin clothes, obviously unable to withstand the cold wind.

He took off his cloak and put it on Bruce.

"Thanks, it's really thick." Bruce wrapped himself tightly.He touched the fabric of the cloak and asked, "I'm suddenly a little curious, won't you get in the way wearing this? For example, what if your enemy catches it?"

Batman: "..."

Many pictures flashed through his mind, and suddenly he felt a little pain in his body.

"...It is made of special memory fibers, and it can turn into a batwing shape when it is charged when necessary, providing me with the ability to fly short distances." Finally he said calmly.

"Oh, awesome!" Bruce rubbed the cloth of the cloak with bright eyes: "I don't know when this material will appear in my world."

"You'll have it," said Batman. "It's Fox's invention."

They sat here for a while.

Bruce said: "Since you will be able to decipher the coordinates of my world soon, do you want to... um, go back with me?"

Batman looked at him.

He knew what Bruce meant.

In that world, his parents hadn't died yet, and the owner of Wayne Manor was Thomas Wayne, not him, a poor orphan who had witnessed his parents being killed.

Batman was visibly shaken.

Finally, he shook his head: "No need."

"They are 'your' parents, not 'mine'."

My parents are gone forever, and they will never be with me again.

"But you are me." Bruce said stubbornly.

"...that's different."

"Same." Bruce leaned over to Batman, stretched an arm out from under the cape, pulled Batman's hand over, and took his fingers covered in black knuckles.Batman was pulled by him, and he couldn't help but look down, and then crashed into a clear and gentle blue.

……really weird.Batman thought in a daze, they were clearly the same person, but their eyes were so different.

Bruce's eyes accounted for a large proportion of his face, as if inlaid with two blue gemstones, and also like a quiet starry sky.Batman looked at him, feeling like the sky was upside down.

Bruce smiled at him. If Lotkea was here, he would find that Bruce's smile was a bit like Tony's, all sweet, with a little bit of Brewster's gentleness: "Hey, Bruce." Smile at Batman: "You

Knowing our parents, knowing that they don't mind having an extra son, right? "

Batman knows.

But he was afraid it would make him weak.

He knows that his enemies, especially the clown, will do everything possible to dig out his weaknesses to make him fall, make him fall from the steel rope of light and law, and fall into the abyss of darkness with them.

A few times he was about to be outdone by them.

But Batman would never, never allow himself to be like this.

He will never allow himself to have weaknesses.

He couldn't and didn't know how to say these things to Bruce, so he could only refuse coldly: "No."

Smiling and looking at this trick is not bad for Tony, but he didn't expect to overturn the car on his own, Bruce felt a little frustrated: "Why?"

Batman had no choice but to say: "...confidential."

Bruce rolled his eyes.

It was already very late, Bruce was sent here in his sleep, and today he played with Zhenglian for an afternoon, and he was already too sleepy, so Batman brought him back to Wayne Manor.

"Oh, my God." Even though he had heard Batman say this, Alfred, who was walking towards him quickly, couldn't help but pause the moment he saw Bruce.

But the old butler quickly adjusted and showed Bruce a kind smile: "Welcome, master."

"Hey, Alfred." Bruce hugged him a little, buried his face in his arms, then raised his head and smiled sweetly at him: "You don't look like you've changed much at all."

"But I haven't seen you like this for a long time." The old butler's eyes were well restrained, and then he said gently to Bruce: "Let's go up, I think you would prefer to sleep in the previous room ?”

"Of course," Bruce said.

Next to him, Batman took out the pajamas Bruce wore when he arrived-I don't know where he put it before, maybe it was the magical universal belt?

Alfred took Bruce, who was already yawning, back to Batman's room when he was a child-this room has changed owners several times, but it is now empty and has been cleaned up by the old housekeeper.

"Have a nice night." Alfred stood at the door and turned off the light.

He stood in front of the closed door and wiped his eyes with his hand.

"Alfred." Batman stood at the corner of the corridor.

"Thank you for your thoughtful old man's sad time, sir," said Alfred, noting that he had not changed his uniform:

"...I thought you had asked Master Drake and Master Damian to replace your night watch?"

"I'm going to the watchtower." Batman said, "I don't know how the time flow in Bruce's world is. We have to send him back as soon as possible."

Alfred turned to look at the door.

"...of course," he said finally.

……

Batman appears on the teleporter in the Watchtower.

Wonder Woman who was on duty tonight came over and raised her eyebrows in surprise: "I thought you would be in Gotham tonight."

The voice under Batman's voice changer was hoarse and cold: "We need to send him back to his original world as soon as possible."

"Hmm." Wonder Woman snorted inexplicably, "Do you need my help?"

"Need not."

Batman begins to operate the supercomputer in the watchtower.He had just pressed a few keys when the alarm in the watchtower suddenly sounded crazily again.

"Twice in one day...well." Wonder Woman murmured, already in a fighting stance.

Batman glanced at the computer as he pulled out his Batarang, squinting his eyes.What is shown above is another spatial fluctuation, and the wavelength is exactly the same as that recorded by the computer when Bruce came.

The twisted oval space door opened opposite the two, and a figure slowly walked in.

The moment he stepped out of the space door, black mist and shadows swept across the entire watchtower in an instant, blurring senses and vision, and only a blurred outline could be seen vaguely.

His figure is not strong, he is very slender, and his muscles are not obvious, but the moment his golden eyes, which are very bright in the dark, looked over, the two of them seemed to be stared at by some terrifying cold-blooded evil god, almost felt When it comes to the pressure and deterrence when facing Darkseid.

Wonder Woman licked the corner of her lips, and when she was about to rush over, she found that the man opposite seemed to be stunned for a moment, and the pressure and shadow faded away like a tide, revealing his face.

The author has something to say: Bruce: Wow, is this cloak so easy to use? I want one too!

Superman: Welcome to the League of Caped Men :)

Bruce: Bat, why don't you go back with me to see our parents?

Master: Because you should revive my parents when you come back next time, please hurry up, thank you.

This dungeon is said to be for Zhenglian to play with children, but in fact it is for everyone to heal the master together

In fact, I know that it is impossible for the master of the world to be persuaded so easily, even if the person who persuades him is himself.If it was so easy, Chaobat would have known him for so many years.

Dachao brothers are ready (this picture is a bit scary and cute)

But what I wrote is a sweet article, how can a sweet article not be sweet!

Then, yesterday's fine review, it seems... gone?

Aberle, your driver's license has expired (dog head)

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Duanmu Muzi 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: smile, one for Nanfan;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Nanfan; 5 bottles of Zhancha, Midnight There is a Little Bat; 2 bottles of Tang Luoqing; 1 bottle of Yumian, Loret, and Hujia Youye;

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