After traveling through time and becoming a car repairman in Gotham's East End, Fandel just wants to go back to his old job - raising children, protecting the weak, and reasoning with his fists.
Until Batman came to the door, the genetic report showed that he was Bruce Wayne's "brother" living in exile.
The Bat family is in chaos: the elegant eldest son, the violent second son, the vigilant younger brother... All of them are difficult to deal with.
And this "big brother" has a strange style of painting. He doesn't join a group or wear a cloak. He usually repairs toys for street children in a leaky shop. He also teaches Robin in Zaun slang: "Boy, your fighting posture is as ugly as an unoiled gear."
Looking at his bloody wrench and gentle eyes, Bruce Wayne was confused about the identity of his "father" for the first time.
When the terrifying darkness spreads from both worlds at the same time, what connects the Batcave and the slum is motor oil, blood ties, and a pot of hot soup that always has an extra set of bowls and chopsticks.
"Home," Fandel said to the group of family members in the shadows behind him, "shouldn't the lights be on and wait for the lost children to come back?"
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Concept: When blood brings responsibility instead of warmth, and when the meaning of "family" is redefined by shared scars and choices, a wild soul from the bottom city will inject the simplest warmth and the toughest foundation into this dark legend - home is not a given identity, but a safe haven built together with the choice of guarding side by side.