You know, Gotham has its own business.
Except for Bat Chef, all of us here are twisted Bat Chefs.
I'm somewhat involved, but I don't want to drag him into the quagmire. I'm relatively simple - I want him to be my father.
My childhood can be summed up in one sentence: a domestically violent father, a depressed mother, a broken family and my magical awakening.
When I was 9 years old, I saw the legendary Batman with my own eyes. He gave me two candies, one of which is still locked in my safe.
Anyway, I fell in love with Batman at first sight. I practiced magic hard and tried to do good deeds. I stayed up all night and followed his night patrol route, hoping that one day he would notice me and capture me to be Robin.
But I watched helplessly as the Robin next to him changed again and again, but there was still no place for me.
I'm jealous of them.
I decided to save the country.
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