They all had a dream.
In the dark Gotham, countless corpses piled up into mountains, and dark red covered the city they guarded. They all saw their own bodies and heard the laughter from the people closest to them.
He grinned, and the goggles made of dark metal shone with cold light—holding the scythe high, laughing wildly in the Batcave.
Standing in front of him were countless people who resisted him, Clayface, Mr. Freeze... The Flash, Wonder Woman... Countless ordinary people...
Beneath him was the drooling Robin Dog. He pointed hoarsely at the enemies: "Ah, what a strong desire - the desire to kill me!"
"But my dear friends, you know."
"Batman always wins."
Intent: The work of the author's madness