Batcow Stories

Yes, Another Reincarnation! Kilian woke up in a white room. Blank, empty, emotionless white room. Kilian checks himself and recognizes his disembodiment, his body was currently a big white blob though he could feel his limbs moving with him.. well his remaining limbs. Kilian got up and floated around before being stopped by a voice. "young man, I would like to apologize for your life," a booming voice, echoing off each wall. Kilian almost panics, finding no 'body' to go with the voice. That's when a skeletal man appears alongside an older woman who looks at peace with life, neither happy nor sad. "Hello?" Kilian questions as he calms internally after seeing two 'physical' beings, not that he could touch him, though his phantom muscles make it seem otherwise. "Welcome to the afterlife, my child, I am what most perceive as God.." The woman declared, the skeletal figure remains unmoving and cold. "I thought you were-" Kai stopped himself, not knowing if what he was going to say was offensive or not. God chuckles and waves it off, saying, "don't fret, I appear as how one may feel the most comfortable with, as does my partner here.." God gestures to the figure besides her. The skeleton nods before speaking in the first bellowing voice. "Young man, your life wasn't supposed to end the way it did.. an amputee and the victim of a hate crime.. I severely apologize for our neglect.." Kilian comes to terms quite fast, his previous life was not the best as the skeletal figure he comes to recognize as Death, had mentioned. "So what next? tell me it's not just me in this plain white room.." Kilian pleads with his non-existent hand? nevermind that..

Damian Wayne gets kidnapped and trapped in a box for how long?!

I got bored and, well, I know a lot about the batfamily. I'll mention some stuff about other families too maybe, who knows? A bunch of different stuff, some will involve my opinions.

Why DC is Better than Marvel in many ways.

Like I said this will be a short (probably gonna be long) intro to my oc for the stories I write