The Emergency Exit

The Emergency Exit

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//Note// this is a concept, not actual cannon, I've just got an idea for an origin about the Joker:) The man is alone. He walks through the street, listening to music through his earphones, his head hanging as the rain drenches him from top to bottom, completely and utterly alone, there are people around him, but they aren't there, not to him. His mind wonders to dark places, taking him through every dark thought he'd ever had, 'no!' He thinks, and he pushes the thoughts out of his head. For now. Jye Reeves is a man who is desperately trying to hold on to the good in the world, and bring happiness to it, but the world resists his attempts to help, and instead pushes him out, he is pushed and pushed until he can barely stand, finally one question remains... What breaks a man?
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After a crimson meteor streaked across the sky, human civilization came to a standstill. From that day on, no one could build a rocket, a nuclear bomb, an airplane, or even a car... The towering pyramid of modern science collapsed in an instant-but the catastrophe did not end there. A gray world descended with the crimson meteor, like a ghostly reflection in a shattered mirror, slowly dragging civilization into the abyss of chaos. In this era, human life is as insignificant as dust; in this era, humanity shines like the stars. As the great edifice of civilization crumbles, someone sees a lone performer standing amidst the ruins. His crimson cloak flows like blood, his laughter and tears interwoven. Behind him, the curtain of a new era slowly rises. He spreads his arms wide and whispers to the countless souls before him- "Let the show... begin." Copyright at https://changdunovel.com/wap/share-v2.html?aid=1967&book_id=7276384138653862966&share_type=0&share_code=vynTISyQNvnu30PjScufNyApiSPYuP1-MJfUNGQ4Fhg%3D

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