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Reunion

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Rest and Relaxation?

That was true – in a way. Still, I felt as though I had rested and relaxed enough – I felt as though these past thirteen years have been that – except – it hasn't. It was work, grind, train, and establishing a billion dollar enterprise whilst making sure everything looked legal and fine.

Yeah... I think I could go for some of that.

"Oh, also, Master Zack," Nezumi added, "Whilst I was impersonating your Makarov Dreyer persona to make the speech condemning the massacre, I aided you in leaking certain information about the fact that Bruce Wayne has been diverting funds from his company for 'unknown' expenses. I believe, in lieu of the massacre, the public would be quite incensed at discovering that their supposed beacon of hope does not shine as bright they previously believed. This is too your satisfaction, I believe?"

I smiled.

"Nezumi – have I ever mentioned how awesome you are?"

"I do not believe so, Master Zack," the butler said, chuckling "But, such praise Master Zack, should belong to my creator alone."

"I am your creator."

"Then you, Master Zack, are the awesome one."

It was official –

Nezumi was the best.

Gotham City

2:21 PM

11th of November

Rest and Relaxation... Nezumi had said. Rest and Relaxation.

I found myself idly walking down the streets of Gotham, attempting to find some 'rest and relaxation.' I looked no different from my normal sixteen year old self, although, I had dyed my hair black and changed my eye color to a dull green. I added a few inches to my height, and my hair was now in a short ponytail. If I stood side by side with my previous appearance, no one would be able to tell that I was the same person.

"Rest and Relaxation... where do I find that?"

Maybe I'd go to a Spa?

No, my body would probably freak them out with how solid it was.

A strip club then?

I hadn't entered one of those since Eva was alive.

Sigh – I guess all that left was a bar – where I'd use my quick witted tongue and take whatever girl I saw to a hotel for some action. Though, my sixteen year old form would probably draw some strange looks in a bar.

Maybe I'd find Barbara and torture her for kicks and giggles? I did wonder how the girl was doing considering I'd crippled her father figure and killed thousands of people in her city. Had she broken yet – or was her will still going strong?

Alright – I guess all that was left was to toggle on my Luck and see where it led me.

I waited in place, as if to see if some magical event would suddenly happen from activating my luck –

Nothing.

I sighed, turning my attention to a random storefront in front of me. Should I rob the place for fun? No – counter-intuitive to long term goals. How about possessing the shopkeepers? Or...