Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Gotham

People and trees are the same,

The more he wants to grow to the bright heights,

Its roots go deeper into the soil,

Go into the dark depths.

-Nietzsche

...

The name David Dumacher didn't make David think for too long. This name came to his mind instantly when he broke the puppeteer's neck with the monster-like brute force of his new body.

To be honest, it doesn't sound very good.

David licked his lower lip, his scarlet eyes stared at the man in front of him who was held up by his neck.

He felt that he should give himself a better name: Siegel, Edward, Hugo, Bertens, Francis... They all sound good, much more fluent than the name David.

But at least it's better than his original one.

He withdrew his thoughts, and focused his gaze back on the man who was pinching in his hand, who was already struggling on the verge of death——

batman.

His mask has been removed by himself, and the armor on his body is full of scars caused by various weapons, including fire.

David could see some burn marks on the bare skin beneath his battered armor.

Something flashed quickly in the red eyes, and David loosened his fingers subconsciously.

The man whose black hair was wet with cold sweat and stuck to his forehead struggled to hold his hand, but he couldn't break away the hand that was pinching his neck and depriving him of his life bit by bit.

The azure blue eyes were filled with water mist, making it almost impossible for him to see the face of the person who was about to kill him: "... Ryan."

His voice was weak, like a sign of his life.

David's finger bones trembled slightly, and he clenched again: "I said don't call me that."

His brows were tightly furrowed, but he couldn't destroy even a tiny bit of his delicate face.

He's tired of people calling him by his old name.

When he was 16 years old, the past he had died on the operating table.

David refuses to tell anyone about his days on that mediocre island at the end of the world.He found it boring, and it was too boring to mention it.

Since he changed his name, his past should have no connection with him at all.

David felt that maybe he shouldn't have chosen to suffocate Batman to death by squeezing Batman's throat.This 1 minute is too long, maybe he should have broken his neck roughly like he did to the puppeteer.

At least I won't have time to think about it like I do now.

[stop. ]

A voice suddenly sounded in my mind.

Hmm...David raised his eyebrows.

Sure enough, he should have killed Batman sooner, and now he had auditory hallucinations in his mind.

He shouldn't have hesitated like this, thinking carefully that all the villains in the comics were turned over because of hesitation.

[Hello~ Can you hear me? ]

It was still the male voice, which sounded a bit mentally handicapped.

David felt strangely familiar, but for a while, he still couldn't figure out where this voice made him feel familiar.

In fact, his attention had already diverted from the voice in his mind that he thought might be his second personality, and shifted to Bruce Wayne's face.

The mist of Vormir's star seems to never end, illuminated by unknown stars, turning a viscous, disgusting blood red.

David had always hated red.

All kinds of red, the most annoying being the color of his own eyes.He also thought about digging out those eyes before, but it hurt a little.

After thinking about it, he still gave up.

Bruce's beautiful eyes, like those of the turquoise sky above Kilimanjaro, stared at him unblinkingly, but none of the emotion David was familiar with.

David guessed that he had probably figured it out, that no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless, he was going to die.

David planned five years for today, united almost all the criminals in Gotham, and stumbled everyone in the Bat family.He tricked the clown to lure Batman to the spaceship, sowed a wedge between the Justice League and the Avengers, threw infinite gems to attract aliens to the earth, and used the Sangong Demon to restrain Zatanna, Constantine and Strange PhD.

The plan is flawless.

No one can stop him from killing Batman anymore.Even if it is Doctor Strange or Doctor Fate, even if he sees the future, he will definitely choose to sacrifice Batman to save the world.

David heard Batman's faint breathing, as shallow as a kitten.

Such scenes are rare, and his eyes and ears have been sensitively exaggerated since long ago.David figured his heart beating louder than Bruce's breathing, if any.

He couldn't help but relax his arm a little: it didn't make him relax his grip on Batman's neck, but shortened the distance between himself and Batman.

He just wanted to see him dead more clearly.David told himself so.

Bruce laughed at such a gesture of his - if that counted as a laugh.

In later memories, David thinks he just hooked the corners of his lips slightly.

Maybe it was just the discomfort in his lungs that made him feel like he shouldn't be maintaining that droopy, savage expression.

David even felt that he must have been dazzled for a moment, that the fog on Vormir must be too thick.Thick enough to produce the Tyndall effect, so thick that the light beam blinded him.

In short, he was unwilling to admit that the person he wanted to revenge raised his hand with difficulty, and caressed his cheek with callused fingers. He was unwilling to admit that Batman smiled at the end before dying, using as gentle as possible He even said to him in an unusually gentle voice: "I'm sorry..."

David wondered if he hadn't heard that at all, how could Bruce possibly still be able to make a sound?Or maybe he just saw his lips move up and down.But he can't speak lips, maybe this is just something he imagined.

Whatever David recalled afterwards, the not-quite-a-heart substitute in his chest suddenly stopped functioning for a second.It made his hands start shaking so suddenly that he missed Batman's grip, not even his cape, and Batman fell off the cliff.

David's pupils shrank suddenly, but he only saw a large black mass lying on the bottom of the cliff.

The pitch-black bat cloak failed to turn into a hang glider, and the black claws failed to hook onto the steep cliff.

Meat.The sound of the body colliding with the ground was surprisingly loud in his ears, almost deafening him.

...

When he woke up again, he was lying in shallow water.

An unknown star sprinkled viscous light on him, and David propped himself up with his arms, not too surprised to see the gemstone shining orange in his hand.

It seems that the blushing guy didn't lie to himself?

Although he had already sacrificed that alien who came out of an unknown planet and threw it down to test the authenticity.

But then nothing happened.

"If you want to get the soul gem, you must exchange it with the most important soul." Looking at it now, is it true what that person who doesn't know what it is said?

David shook his head, throwing this ridiculous idea out of his head.Perhaps the thing he valued the most was the ring, and the moment he killed Batman, the ring left him.

He looked at the bright gemstone in his hand thoughtfully, and threw it into his pocket without a word.

The Infinity Gem has always been unattractive to him. After throwing out the other four as bait, he only has the Reality Gem that he thinks is quite useful, and now there is an extra Soul Gem.

He has been working hard to prepare for this day for several years, and when he watched the black shadow fall heavily to the ground, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

and emptiness.

Did he really kill Batman?

Seems to be true.

David raised his head and looked at the unknown star that was not too dazzling in the distance, then...

[It's done, you idiot, you just killed your wife, you deserve to be born alone. ]

David: "???"

What the hell?

The voices this time seemed a little different from the ones just now, but the same thing was that they all sounded strangely familiar and disgusting to David.

This time he felt that this thing should not be an auditory hallucination or a personality he imagined.He felt like aliens had invaded his brain.

He raised his eyebrows and tried to reply without making a sound: "whatthefu*k?"

But obviously, he failed.

[You only have two choices now, either you spend your life with your soul gem, or you go to the dark universe to rescue the Nightmare Knights.How about it? ]

David felt that the owner of this voice might be a little irritable, because although he was speaking a question, it sounded like an order.As much as he tried to suppress himself, David could hear a faint tinge of pent-up anger in him.

sounds like...

David moved his fingers and smiled maliciously: "Jay?"

Batman's second child: Jason Todd.

Almost immediately, he also had a candidate for the first voice in his mind: Richard Grayson.

Indifferently, he took out the soaked cigarette from his pocket and tapped on the red light ring.Slightly scratched the fingertips, and let the scorching flame overflowing from the fingertips ignite the wet tobacco.

Smoke and steam lingered around his fingertips.

But he quietly stared at the fireworks at his fingertips as if he just wanted to watch something burn.

David sat back in the water, his delicate face illuminated by the light of the stars.

He raised his lips and smiled: "What? Finished dealing with the clown?"

He thought that the speed of this group of children should not be so fast. David originally thought that they would at least wait until Superman or Wonder Woman or Thalia or Selina rushed over before they could exit the battle.

"I..." Just as he was about to continue, the scene in front of him suddenly blurred, and he was standing in a dark and damp alley.

A loud voice suddenly came from beside his ear——

Gunshots.

There are also pearls that have fallen all over the ground, splashing on the ground, making a crisp sound.

The author has something to say:

Highlight note: The male protagonist's three views are not correct, and the camp is lawful and evil! !

The full-text short story (completed at a speed of about 20 yuan), the original intention is to laugh wildly at whores.

There is laughter, there is injustice, there is Lego, and there is Cthulhu.

ooc, privately set up like a mountain.Writing is for fun. (But there is abuse.)

If you don't like it, please click x as soon as possible to reduce the loss in time.

The focus is on another article, this one will be updated for the time being before v.

ps. Here I hope everyone pays attention to the ** ring that left Da Ge.

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"[Comprehensive British and American] Investigator's Ten Thousand Escapes" Jiu Ge

Salor is an investigator, and it is his task to expel the evil gods from this world.

Holding several character cards in his hand, he jumped repeatedly on the verge of death, and successfully played the death ending for each vest.

The dazzling magician where the stage lights converge;

A lonely watchman hiding in the darkness;

A mysterious sharpshooter who never misses a hundred rounds;

An "abnormal" bionic human whose precision calculations never make mistakes...

The long night was over, and the dawn was approaching, but "he" gave his life before victory.

Every superhero has seen "his" die.

But then, they found out——

The new consultant from S.H.I.E.L.D. seems so familiar?

Salor, who jumped repeatedly on the edge of falling off the horse: QVQ?

Salor: That—

Superheroes: Stop talking!

Salor: Actually——

Superheroes: We will remember your sacrifice!

Salor: ...

Salor: That's just a vest, I'm not really dead, hey!

Salor: Forget it, you will get used to it once you die. I am used to it, and you are also used to it.

Superheroes: ——No!

●Reading Notes:

1. Vests, death escape, each vest has superpowers √

2. The world view of Marvel, DC, vest and Detroit become human (bionic man)

3. Bring some restraint but not too scary (after all, the author is timid)