3rd POV
"... Are we going to ignore the casual real identity bomb he threw at us?" Tim Drake, Aka Red Robin, asked the other people present, his voice a mix of worry and fear that he tries to hide behind bad jokes.
" No, that won't go unnoticed. We will have to add it to his profile. Anything you can find on him?" Batman, Aka Bruce Wayne, asked Oracle, Aka Barbara Gordon, their helper with wheels that controlled most of their movents through the city, and warned them of incidents and cris being committed.
" No record of his existence in any of our databases. Our satellites recorded his existence for the first ti once he appeared right above Gotham. If he truly is a god, then there are no mythologies that talk about a being like him, but I am not an expert, so I will ask Wonder Woman for any hints."
Batman would usually have stopped her; no other heroes were supposed to enter Gotham or deal with cri in the city. If there was a rule in Gotham City, was that what was of Gotham, remains there. But this ti, with soone like him, Batman had a feeling he wouldn't be enough, not even remotely enough, and that scared him.
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Across Gotham City, where light seed to swear away, for the first ti since its creation, light approached it, the cold streets, the hollow buildings, the dark alleys, usually filled with a sense of dread that would have made even the strongest adults tremble, felt warm.
The warmth of a parent carassing a child, of soone teaching you how to swim, how to breathe for the very first ti. Because that's what it was, for the very first ti, the citizens of Gotham City felt like they were under no possible danger, because he was here.
His steps were controlled, his gaze remained steady, his body didn't move more than he wanted, and that was being noticed, because for those near him, they couldn't do anything but stare.
Finally, he took his last step, directly in the center of Gotham City, where he knew sothing was about to happen, sothing he would cause.
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1st POV
My voice ca out at a normal volu; there was no scream, no anger could be heard, just the voice of a parent talking to their children, both the good and the bad ones.
" Citizens of Gotham, you do not know , and you will more than likely never et , but if it is the case, then you can think of yourself as one of the people living in this city who have not been corrupted by the illnesses that have made this city what it is today. I am here today for a simple reason: to remove this illness. I won't leave scars, I won't cause damage, you might not even see any change, but I will be there, doing everything I can to stop this illness from spreading any further. Tonight, the first carrier of the illness, the one you call Joker, is dead. And he will only be the first."
I could feel it; even those who didn't believe in a better future for this city suddenly looked in my direction, even if they weren't close to , even if they had suffered fates worse than death, because such was the power of hope.
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A sparkle of divinity has started to form inside your soul, your future path will determinate whetever this path will turn into revenge or hope.
Be careful
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I ignored the notification. I already knew that my future action could lead to two very distinct paths, one would bring forth the anger I had accumulated from seeing the horrors of this and all universes, and the other would let the spark of hope nesting in my heart burn into a blaze stronger than anything else.
Choices will have to be made, futures will have to be seen, and a path will have to be cut, but that was for later, for now.
My hand waved, all the people near being suddenly covered in a layer of stone to protect them from the incoming shockwave as a red blur ca dangerously close, and closer, and closer... sothing was wrong.
There, moving like a blur was a being, but the closer he got to , the farther the distance seed. What should have been only an inch had been pulled into an infinite distance where the closer he got, the longer the distance, but he was moving fast, faster than even I had expected, so kind of force pushing him far more than I had thought possible, but that was enough.
I touched his shoulder, and he suddenly stopped, his face showing concern as he looked up at , and there, standing with a red and golden suit, is the hero known as The Flash.
" Wally, next ti you try to punch soone, could you take into account the possible sonic boom you could cause, please?" My voice was neutral even though a smile was on my face.
Not that any actual shockwave ca, any form of wind would never even dare to cause any damage near , yes, magic broke the laws of physics, deal with it.
" Now, why do we not let the others arrive before you continue trying to stop ?"
He remained silent; he already knew that even if he tried to do anything, he had no way of actually stopping . I was being nice, after all, and he knew it, actually, it would be more correct to say he felt it.
And here they ca, several beings, all of different origins, power systems, races, and ages, so similar to , others mimicking .
But one stood among them; there had been only one other being that I seen similar to him, and that was Peter, but he... he was different.
He wasn't only pure, but there was a golden light mixed with it; it felt warm, inspiring, and hopeful. It even made a genuine smile appear on my face.
But this wasn't the mont to appreciate true heroes; this was the mont for a chat.
" Batman, you didn't have to bring the whole family to deal with good old . We both know the only reason I made myself known and made that speech was to have a chat with you, with all of you."
Before Batman could answer , soone else did, 3 people acted faster, one puked, another swore, and the last kneeled.
" Well... those surely are unexpected reactions to seeing my soul, am I that bad?"
" Bad? Mate... what the fuck are you? You have the soul of a god, the body of an elental, the mind of a monstrosity, and you are just walking around here with a smile and talking like a father scolding their children." A rugged man wearing a trench coat and blond hair.
" Mhh... Constantine, we will have a chat later. Your soul reeks, but I can see a spark of goodness hidden under it, and regarding what I am... why do we not all ask the one kneeling?"
The man had a power similar to Yao's, but he felt... restrained, focused on a singular part of his body, his head. I could sll a cat behind it, another chat for later.
" I had heard myths of beings like you, more ancient than the universe, more fundantal than the Endless Ones, more Fundantal than the one that created everything."
... Ok, I wasn't expecting all that, I hadn't looked into the future because I wanted to be surprised too on how he'd describe , but that?
... Fuck.
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