[Super Bat] The third type of god

It's over.Bruce thought.

He was completely sober from the wine, and he tried hard to remember what happened last night, but he couldn't remember anything.Fragments appeared in his memory, he could only recall a vague dream, what was in the dream, and what he said, he had no memory at all.

But his silence, in Clark's view, was looking for excuses.

"Don't lie to me, Bruce." Clark says the same thing they said when they first met. "I can see that."

Bruce avoided his gaze, Superman's persistent eyes seemed to hurt him, and too many things accumulated in his heart were like a boulder making it difficult for him to breathe.

"I'm sorry..." Bruce said with difficulty, "I said, that 'Clark' is no longer here, and I recognized the wrong person."

This answer didn't satisfy Clark, who smiled self-deprecatingly, then shook his head and said, "You're still lying to me, Bruce, I'm not stupid. This is the second time you've called me in the face" Clark', I don't understand why you look at me so guilty, you don't usually look at me like that, as if I have been away for a long time."

Clark paused, then said, "Unless you're not looking at me."

Bruce was speechless, Clark's sensitivity was unexpected, or he was too relaxed in the process of getting along with the other party, so that he showed too many flaws without realizing it.

Clark didn't intend to let him go. Seeing that he didn't speak, he pressed on step by step: "I look a lot like that 'Clark', don't I? Or I look the same as him. But, Bruce, I Asked Alfred if the name of the man in the uniform hanging in the Batcave was Clark, and he said no. But the first time we met, you were still mourning his death, and to this day you still Didn’t come out, didn’t you? So I don’t understand, I really don’t understand why a person who has had such a profound influence on you has no trace of his existence? Even if it’s a photo, a group photo, or his The little relics left behind, none of them. Does that make sense to you, Bruce?"

Reasonable.Bruce answered him silently.

Because that Clark did not exist in this time and space.

"You're hiding something very important from me, Bruce, and I need to know the truth," Clark said.

Bruce could see that Clark was trying his best to hide his out-of-control emotions, and the trembling ending revealed his uneasiness.

He also knew very well that it was irreversible at this point.

He also remembered that Alfred had asked him, what would he do if one day Clark found out the truth himself?

At that time, he said very firmly that he would not let him find out.

Now a prophecy.

The longer he hides, the harder it is to end.

"Escape is not the solution to the problem." Clark's voice brought Bruce's thoughts back again. This time, he directly pinched the opponent's jaw, turned his head around, faced himself, and stared at him. eyes, and said slowly, "Look at me, Bruce."

Bruce couldn't bear to look at his clear blue eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyelids drooped.

"Watch me!" Clark ordered, and he tightened his hand, causing Bruce to grunt in pain.

Realizing that he was out of control, Clark immediately withdrew his hand and apologized to him: "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It's okay." Bruce rubbed his sore jaw.

Clark no longer looked at him, but looked silently at the lake beyond the wall.

I broke his heart.Bruce thought.This realization upset him.

Now that things are up to now, it is unnecessary and meaningless to hide it any longer, and it will be counterproductive for him to resist.

What's more, he didn't want to make Clark so sad.

Bruce wiped his face, let out a long sigh, and said wearily: "You're right, Carl, there's no other 'Clark', it's only you from beginning to end, you are him."

"But I'm not dead."

"Yes, you didn't..." Bruce answered very hard, closing his eyes, the scene of Doomsday piercing through Superman's heart came back clearly in his mind, it was the haze that he would never get rid of, " But in my time, it’s not like that. Carl, I don’t belong here, I’m from five years later, a time where Superman and Batman are fighting to the death.”

Clark was stunned. He thought about many unimaginable possibilities, but he didn't expect the truth to be even more outrageous than he imagined.

"Unbelievable, isn't it?" Bruce said, with a sense of relief. "I know it's ridiculous, but it's the truth, Carl, and this is the truth you want."

Bruce wasn't lying, and Clarke knew it: "So why did the other 'me' die, and how did you get back in time?"

I don’t know if it’s due to psychological factors, but Bruce felt his throat was dry, and it was extremely difficult to say every word: “It’s Doomsday, a Kryptonian monster created by Luthor using Zod’s corpse. He can absorb all energy, no Stuff can kill him..."

"Except kryptonite." Clark understood.

Under Clark's questioning, Bruce felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He licked his lips and said hesitantly, "Yes, kryptonite... I, I made a kryptonite spear."

"That kryptonite spear was meant to kill 'me,' wasn't it?"

Bruce lowered his eyes, acquiescing.

"Tell me exactly about that time and space, Bruce."

After knowing the truth, Clark calmed down, but his current attitude made Bruce feel even more disturbed, and an unreasonable guilt made him feel stuck in his throat.

He couldn't say why.

But it's much easier to confess than to hide. After deciding to tell the truth, Bruce suddenly felt a lot easier.

Clark listened quietly to him telling what happened in that timeline, without much expression, and even Bruce couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Finally, Bruce said to him again, "I'm sorry, Carl."

"Who are you apologizing to, Bruce?" Clark asked him. "Me, or 'Clark'?"

Both.Bruce didn't dare to answer that, Clark was like a tight string now, and it would break if he applied a little force, he didn't dare to stimulate him any more.

"Before I didn't know why you always cared so much about my relationship with Louise. To tell you the truth, I seriously recalled whether I did something that misunderstood you. Now I understand."

Bruce was speechless: "Carl, I just..."

"Just what?"

"In, in that time and space, you really loved Louise, and you were engaged... I just want to get things back on track."

"Getting back on track?" Clark looked at him in disbelief. "That's why you're trying to manipulate my life."

Bruce couldn't argue: "I didn't..."

"Am I his substitute?" Clark interrupted him irresolutely, "Or, am I just a tool you use to atone for your crime?"

Bruce immediately denied: "No, Carl! Why do you say that? I never thought about it that way!"

"Because I love you, Bruce! I fell hopelessly in love with you back in Alaska! I can't bear the fact that you have someone else in your heart, not even me in another time and space. You are satisfied with this answer." Yet?"

Bruce was completely stunned, he was too shocked to say a word, Clark's confession caught him unexpectedly.

His bewilderment also surprised Clark.

"So you don't know?" Clark looked at him in disbelief.

Bruce didn't answer him.

Clark looked at him for a long time, then suddenly laughed bitterly, and laughed at himself: "I thought I was obvious enough, Bruce, who else around me doesn't know that I like you? Before that, I even thought this relationship was Mutual. I was wrong, Bruce, I was very wrong."

Before Bruce could answer, Clark got up and left the room.

He then heard the familiar sonic boom of Superman taking off.

he left.

After Clark left, Bruce was still in a daze, and he kept the posture just now without moving.

Clarke was right, he was very obvious, his feelings were traceable, and even Alfred made a few indirect remarks.

Instead, he has been deceiving himself.

He didn't want this timeline to change, which would trigger the butterfly effect and cause irreparable consequences, but the biggest variable was himself. The moment he came to this time and space, the future was already different.

Bruce thought about a lot of things, since he came to this time and space, he met Superman for the first time, and he took himself to fly for the first time, he took himself to Kansas to meet Martha, and shared his childhood , Later they trained in the Red Sun Room, Clark took care of him, and later they fought side by side...

Too many bits and pieces filled his memories.

Clark forced him to admit the last thing he wanted to face—Clark was deeply involved in this relationship, but why wasn't he himself?

Clark's feeling was right, the relationship was indeed mutual.

Without his acquiescence, his connivance, Clark could not have considered his feelings reciprocated.

He did apologize, to Clark of this plane.

Also, he shouldn't run away anymore.

Bruce thought for a while, got up and got dressed.

Simply packed up and he called Alfred.

"Can the new bat fighter fly normally?"

"You can take off." Alfred asked. "It's early in the morning. What are you going to do, Master Wayne?"

Bruce didn't hide: "Go to the North Pole."

"Are you going to see Master Kent?"

Bruce said "hmm".

Alfred asked which pot he didn't open, "Did you quarrel?"

Bruce: "..."

"Don't deny it, Master Wayne, if there is no problem with your relationship, you don't need to fly the plane yourself."

"...enough, Alfred."

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