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Life of Chaos

Life of Chaos

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Sep 20, 2022
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Tarry didn't know anything before he was seven after an 'ascendant'. He'd get a glimpse of a memory before it disappeared. When he became Batman, he'd gotten them more frequently. It was always the same two people and his brother. After getting shot with a flash of memory, Tarry finally tells his mentor, Bruce. Leading to more questions, and a shocking truth. This takes place in story of Welcome to Pandemonium (My other story). You can read them separately, though there might be a few things that I reference. Title art not mine, nor is anything from DC comics.
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At first, it was a regular night for Bruce as he went out through the night as the dark vigilante, Batman. As time ticked by, the night grew - stranger - beneath the bat signal's light, was a note. From the Joker. Months pass before Batman is seen out on the streets again. But he's different, strange. But most importantly, what is up with his eyes? ----- In this world, Batman doesn't have a Robin. He never has. He sticks to himself; even the Justice League don't see him. No one sees Batman without a mask except Alfred. Batman is darker, already slightly twisted in the head - he's spent his whole life, fighting people like the Joker, people who don't deserve his pity. So he doesn't give then them any. He holds grudges even beyond the memory of others. He hates asking for help. ----- "You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain."

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