[Probably abandoned. Maybe we'll meet again someday] If you had a blood feud with the Joker, what would you do?
If you discovered that this world was always chaotic, would you choose to live or die?
Daisy never felt she owed the world anything. It was just that fate was always chaotic, and she couldn't go back.
It took her eight years to learn to curse the world, and three to learn to love it.
But her world fell apart, rotting little by little while she knew nothing, until night fell.
It's morning. Where are Grandma and Grandpa? I want to hear a story.
Daisy has a white diary, a gift for her eleventh birthday.
She also has another, black notebook, given to her by her grandparents. It has a photo of them together.
But the black notebook burned in the flames, going in search of its true owner.
"At four in the afternoon on December 25, 2006, the Joker was captured and imprisoned by Batman once again. This prison break left four people dead and more than seventy injured..."
"At two in the morning on December 26, 2006, Arkham was attacked again, suffering severe damage. So far, seventeen deaths have been confirmed, and more than forty people have been injured or driven insane..."
"Extra! Extra! The person who attacked Arkham that day was a metahuman child whose family had been killed by the Joker..."
"Little Bat! I found another little bird! Look how bright its feathers are!"
Gotham's Dark Knight stops a girl in the middle of a crime, a daughter he never knew he had.
She says, "He killed my family. Why can't I kill him?"
The deep blue sea is stained with cheap paint, no longer bright as it once was, like a daisy rotting away.
Does Gotham still have hope?
Please note before reading:
1. The author isn't good at writing the characters, so they may be OOC. Please bear with me.
2. This story barely has any logic, and the writing is kindergarten-level. I hope readers will point out any mistakes.
3. The author isn't very familiar with the original work (I'll catch up), so there are probably lots of things that don't match it. Just consider them personal headcanon.
4. The mental illnesses, terminology, and so on in this story are based on online searches and the author's own life experience. Feel free to point things out, but please don't take them as fact!
5. The early part of the story mixes diary entries with the main narrative. Maybe later I'll focus on the main story!
[A clichéd Bat-family kid story, focused on family bonds]
[Probably one update a week. Updates whenever, since I have school]
Theme: Daisies will eventually embrace the sun
Hello everyone, school is about to start today. I have to catch up on my homework last night. I guess this book will have to be updated slowly. My dear friends, I'm sorry?д?
Ah! Sure enough, Batman is the hardest to write!
I moved to a certain Ford. If you are interested, just search
This has happened to me before. I conceived it for a long time, but couldn't think of it. Then I came up with a new idea and wanted to write a new article, but then I couldn't even think of the old article.
The black mist is a mutant ability, not some real elves or ghosts, right?
Patient, locked up in this hellish place, author, you are so cruel, treating the heroine like this... Although I am not qualified to say this
I almost forgot the format of the diary.
Hmm... Hey guys, how can you spare a week without updating (dog head saves your life), I promise there will be two chapters next week! There are so many things going on this week, and I felt so confused when I got home that I couldn't help but wish you all a happy Children's Day in advance! This is a child talking to himself.