Everyone in the world, in Gotham had their own kind of magic. From being connected to plants, to having familiars such as cats, and developing abilities from them, and even relying on objects to direct and amplify their power. But Bruce seemingly had none, he stubbornly refused to admit there was not even a spark, the slightest bit of magic in him, hating how powerless he felt when his parents were killed. He tried researching, trying other's forms of magic, he used to follow you and beg for you to help him with tears in his eyes. Frustrated, and alone in his quest to find whatever brand of magic he had, with others teasing him severely. Finally he found a master name Ra's and returned to the manor.
He called you over, asked you to demonstrate your magic and when he you..There was something off, something dark, and painful in how he used it. Like he siphoned or cut through it. When Alfred asked questions he snapped at him..
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The Grim Knight's Ascension MB\S
Fanfiction(Killer\ Paranoid AU Bruce ) "About the whole no guns thing... I'm not sure I feel as strongly about it as you do."
