[Working hard to build up a stockpile of chapters]
My name is Sara Kael, and I'm a good citizen of Gotham City.
I work hard, keep a regular schedule, and make sure to tuck myself in every night.
I also say hello to my neighbor Jason every day. We get along great.
My biggest connection to Gotham's famous figures is discussing on the forum whether Batman has gotten fat and whether the thing on Red Hood's chest is a bat or a fat bird.
Apart from one thing, I'm absolutely an ordinary, upstanding citizen.
That one thing is... I've lost my memory.
The worrying part is, there seems to be something wrong with me.
I have a murder diary. Maybe it's just a novel I wrote a long time ago.
Then, after I was knocked out during a kidnapping, I woke up to find that I was the only one still standing.
They say I did it. Haha, no way, right? Haha.
It would be even better if Batman weren't keeping an eye on me.
There's no way I'm a supervillain! You villains, stop treating me like one of you!
This story features:
An extremely dramatic language System and all kinds of censored telegraph-style messages
Sara: A villain? Me? Why does everyone think I'm some terrifying mastermind?!
Villain 1: A twisted, terrifying serial killer!
Villain 2: A frightening being pretending to be an ordinary person! An evil, unknown entity!
Sara Kael: Looking confused while eating a hamburger.
Red Hood: Sure, my neighbor's a little dumb, but she's a good kid!
Red Robin: You mean you treat a 197-centimeter-tall adult man who's older than you as your kid?
Sara Kael: What? What happened?
There's absolutely no way I'm a villain... right? Why does my past seem to get stranger and stranger?!
Warning: The supernatural elements in this story include original worldbuilding. DC canon is a headache, so original elements have been added to make the story easier to follow.
Theme: Strive to be a good citizen