The player clicked on a game and became the only son of the richest man in Gotham.
Players looking at the red-cloaked Peter Pan flying in the sky fell into deep thought, can people fly?
One day, the player was sitting in front of the Batcomputer, looking at a large list of superpower files and looking at the sky speechlessly. Is there something wrong with being an ordinary person among a group of superpowers? :(
The author has not watched DC, the character is OOC, and the protagonist as a player may not have so much exciting content. Just like the name of the game, this is just an ordinary day in the life of an ordinary player, and it is just the daily life that I want to write about.
Intention: Greatness in the Ordinary