[Betterman] The Little Mermaid

The city that was struggling on the verge of death has quietly recovered, and with the help of supplies sent to Gotham, order has returned here, along with vitality and hope.

By distributing supplies, the GCPD was able to control most communities.But the police couldn't reach the East End or other dark corners. Gotham finally put on a bat suit modified by Lucius for him, and walked through the mud and shadows like Batman, looking for the dark parasites one by one. Arrive, arrest.

His urban perspective helped a lot, Gotham didn't have to deal with Victor Fryes' Ice Lance and Bane's power, Mad Hatter Jervis Teich's Mysteries and Hugo Strand Qi's tricky rabbit and three caves are also meaningless to him.He knew Kirk Rommster was on a beam in a harbor warehouse, Solomon Grundy was hiding in a swamp outside Gotham, and ventriloquist Arno Wesker was under an abandoned amusement park stage.

Gotham found Charles Brown AKA the Kite Man hiding in a cellar surrounded by broken bottles and the pungent smell of booze. "Have I ever met you, sir?" Charles Brown asked as Gotham picked up the drunken Kiteman.

"I've been here." Gotham said gently.

Gotham eventually finds Joker in an abandoned underground coal mine, the Prince of Crime in a tuxedo, sleeping on a red velvet cloth.Gotham approached him quietly, and the moment he held Joker's wrist, Joker suddenly woke up. He opened his eyes, and before he could look down, his wrist turned inward and broke free from Gotham's hand.

Joker's hand then directly held Gotham in the opposite direction, showing an exaggerated smile: "You are not a bat, who are you, baby?" He showed his white teeth, and was about to activate the electric shock device in his palm, when he suddenly stopped He moved and looked at Gotham's chin thoughtfully: "Of course you're not a little bat, but..." He let go of Gotham, letting Gotham suppress his hands and handcuff him.

"Why are you so like my little bat? No, not like him, no one can be so similar to him except me... Hahahahaha..." Joker suddenly laughed, "Did I see you, newcomer Baby? Tell Uncle Joker, what's your title?"

He bent over laughing, just when Gotham was about to pull him up, Joker stood up suddenly, the handcuffs were pried off by him, he threw himself on Gotham, laughing loudly, a little tear from the corner of his torn eye Seeps out, so finely.

"Where's my little bat, the new one?" Joker pressed on Gotham, his smile suddenly retracted, and he asked sinisterly, pulling on Gotham's collar, shaking so that Gotham felt that he was about to have a concussion: "I Knowing him, he is destined to entangle me, either to die at my hands or to kill me. But now, where are you hiding him?"

"If only I knew," Gotham said, kneeling down and giving Joker a blow, pinning the eerily quiet clown again: "He's the one who's going to hit you now."

Gotham said that this time he ignored Joker, took his hand and walked out.

"I mean, fake bat." On the way out, Joker asked in a pretentious aria, "Have we met?"

His smoky green irises reflected on the bat-mask lenses, focused and bright, Gotham saw another small city in his eyes, and he seemed to hear Cobblepot's crazy laughter again.

Gotham smiled, "Does it matter?"

Joker laughed: "You have a good sense of humor, can I apply for you to be the next Robin?" He shook his hand: "You, me, and the bat sound like a family."

The officer who received Joker looked at Gotham strangely, and Gotham shrugged and hid in the shadows.When the police officer turned his head, he said to the Joker who happened to be looking at him: "No."

He and I are family.

The city has regained, at least on the surface, peace.

Gotham stood quietly on the top floor of the Wayne Building, looking at Gotham Bay in the distance.The wind from the heights of Gotham City hit the steel, but it eased around Gotham, only making his black cloak flutter like a giant bat spreading its wings.

huge bat...

He has seen Batman standing on the heights of Gotham City countless times, his cloak fluttering like this, as if covering the whole city under his wings.He overlooks his city with eyes that have carried decades of suffering, and the deep-rooted tenderness in those eyes wraps around every inch of the land, like an invisible thread that binds him tightly to this place, a shared destiny.

And Gotham—he was still that chaotic consciousness at that time—when he looked at his knight, he was also entangled by the invisible thread in his eyes, as if the world was turned upside down, he was pulled to the sky and fell on the ground world.

He lowered his eyes and carefully observed the city from the perspective of Batman. This was the first time he looked at it like Batman on the gargoyle. Gotham was surprised to find that the scenery was so familiar, as if already I have imagined countless times in my dreams.

There was a white shadow shaking on the wall behind. Gotham turned his head and saw the white paint slowly transforming into a few lines of text.His brothers and sisters gathered around the Wayne Mansion, clumsily imitating human communication, showing existence to humans for the first time.

"We traded our superhero memories to Rama Kushner," Gotham's paint turned into typeface, written by some city mind; he wrote, "I have long Brothers and sisters, ask Him to give you a chance to return to your consciousness. Your guardian is dead. Now as long as you are willing to give up your feelings, you can use suicide to return to the kingdom of Goddess Kushner. He will take out what you left behind. The body there, and fuse the two pieces of consciousness for you. Then you can become the consciousness of Gotham again, communicate freely with us and Mother Gaia, and travel through time as before without worry, until we can no longer Imaginary apocalypse destroying the earth. Please come back, we miss you so much, after losing our guardian and Metropolis, we don't want to lose another loved one. Gotham, forget your human identity, their life It is so short, the moment we are fascinated by the universe and meditate, maybe decades have passed, and your soul will disappear in the universe, ashes to ashes, dust to dust."

Gotham walked up to the wall, stroking the gray brick.The physical boundaries of the human world were so sharp that he could no longer mingle with his brothers and sisters, and probe their minds, as he had done before.He could feel the winds of Gotham out of his grasp, touching him eagerly, like a mother urging her child home.

His brothers, sisters and mother who have been with him for 400 years, he will always remember what a unique time it was: no pain, no parting, they observed human beings in a distant dimension.This kind of life should have been everything to him, until the end of all things came after an incalculable length of time.

Gotham softly planted a kiss on the wall, and he fell backwards, falling toward his city, suffocating again in the wind blades that brushed past him.The ground behind him softens, wrapping tenderly around the embodiment of Gotham.

"Accompany me until death comes, okay?" Gotham said softly, looking at the sky.

The wind blowing on his cheeks also became sad, as if playing a parting movement.Brothers and sisters of Gotham dropped kisses on his forehead one by one, and left the city that did not belong to them as silently as when they came.

Light and soundless footsteps landed on the stones around Gotham, black shadows covered his sight, and a silky and cold cloak of special material fell on his shoulders, followed by pale lips, soft and dry , with the smell of gunpowder and roses, tentatively hesitating to touch Gotham's cheek.

Gotham grabbed the Dark Knight's shoulder armor with one hand, and put the other hand on the back of his head. "Come on, bat sweetheart, Tryme," Gotham said, letting himself sink into those cobalt blue eyes and biting down on his long-awaited lips.

"In Gotham Bay, your brother told me everything." After parting, the Dark Knight calmed down and said, "They hope that I can stop showing up so that they can try to persuade you to go back, and you can regain your old life ,” he said with an inexplicable smile, “for human beings, life is like heaven.”

Gotham drove the fog to hide his knights.

"You cooperated with them," he said affirmatively.

"I can guess your choice, but this is an opportunity for your brothers to pay for your choice. By the way, I'm glad I guessed the answer correctly." Bruce Wayne's silky voice scattered in the air His eyes were shining brightly.

Gotham manipulates a gust of wind to stroke Bruce's eyelids.Human life is so short. After a dream in the conscious body, human society has been turned upside down, and things have changed.Therefore, their life is always full of vicissitudes.

That is sublime enough to pass through death.

Gotham smiled, held up the soil on the ground and kissed it, and he shed tears again, for the hometown that he would never go back to.When his lips touched the soil, he felt the gaze of Mother Gaia, and the distant but close gaze of his brothers and sisters.He knew that they would watch him, pay attention and protect him silently, until the end of his frothy life.

But it doesn't matter, they will live long enough to forget him, just like every lost city on the earth is forgotten, and when the old era ends, the newly established cities will have a new love and hate.

Many years later, when Batman and him become history, another Gotham consciousness will appear in this ancient and young land, guarding his people with an ignorant divinity and living forever .

"I'll guard this city with Batman, Mother," Gotham said, "and I'll be with him, and we'll walk the streets and sewers of Gotham together, and he hopes what happened to him won't happen On the other kids - I think so too; we can also go gang lurk together and send the ostensible vampires to prison first, or to heaven. Then Gotham's still alive filthy The rich and powerful, they also need to pay for what they have done in Gotham all these years.

"I will work with Bruce to revise his father's plan to renovate the East District and propose again. We have enough time and strength to advance this plan this time. As long as the law and order improves, there will always be people willing to live in it, and then more Legit stores, more customers... the time for the Batman should be over when the police are willing to go in and enforce the law. I don't know if we'll see that day, but if I do, I'm going to be with Bruce," He smiled expectantly, "He will buy a yacht, we will go to the cities that I have talked with, and I will give them the things they are interested in, and plant flowers on the dead cities. "

One day, the undefeated flowers will bloom all over the wilderness, and he and Bruce will sleep under the roses in Wayne Manor.

"The world's still bloody miserable," Gotham concludes, "but we both believe she's going to get better." He holds Bruce Wayne's hand like he's holding the present and the future.

The author has something to say:

1. The master has too many villains, the first-line villains are Killer Moth, Deathshot, Zas; Lei Xiaogu and the Assassin Alliance never thought of appearing on the stage.The second and third lines are basically not mentioned.