[Western Crossover] Bats Always Come Back to Life

This universe has had countless rulers come and go. With a wave of their hands, lovers became strangers, enemies became best friends, some people came back to life, and others died young. But nothing that happens can leave no trace, whether it's pain, love, or something else entirely. Jason Todd has a bit of a cognitive impairment. He entrusts his back to teammates he thinks are there, suddenly puts away his pistols and starts reciting the Bible, and only realizes afterward that he'd had a feeling this would happen. Red Hood: Maybe that pit really did mess up my brain. Maybe he really did die and has just been watching his life flash before his eyes the whole time. A mix of N52 and P52 OOC warning CP is 21 Currently updating the space game story next door: A space strategy and management simulation game where the player takes the role of a godlike ruler of a faction. As a total newbie, the player is full of ambition. Heaven's gates are open, but I won't go in. Hell has no invitation, yet here I come! The player chooses a very high-difficulty start: In their imagination, they slaughter everything in sight. In reality, they die right from the start. They jolt upright in the middle of a mortal illness, bruised and battered, their face covered in sores. Impossible. Absolutely impossible! Besides, the player has three divine artifacts. First, a walkthrough. Second, save files. So they start over! Until all eight directions come to pay homage, all nations submit, and the boundless universe bows down. From Alpha to Omega, all the foolish aliens curse the player's infamous name. But how could idle gossip stop the mighty wheel from rolling forward? Our fleet stretches endlessly, no matter how many suns they have. The player glanced out the window at the still-dark night and, dazed, raised a bottle of cola to the computer. "Cheers!" Theme: Love and loneliness