[Western Crossover] Winning Over Batman

Supreme Deity vs. Gotham's Knight

What sparks will fly when a young Knight of the Night meets an unreliable, lazy god?

Blurb:

If you accidentally lose your wallet in Gotham, how do you scrape by?

Aurora knew he'd been scammed as soon as he arrived in Gotham. Who had told him the people were honest and friendly, the land rich with outstanding talent, and the scenery beautiful?

A black cape swept across the sky. He looked up. Was the local superhero a tourist attraction?

Then his wallet got stolen again and again. Aurora, a supreme deity, got angry for a moment, then sadly started washing dishes to earn money for food.

"Yes! Twenty-three yuan and seventy-five cents. I can buy a hot dog!"

As he cheered, he spotted a certain Bat lying in a trash can.

"Um... I'm actually blind."

The young Bat, who had only just started out and was leaping over rooftops before falling straight into a trash can.

"I'll remember you."

A guide to winning over a split-personality Bat:

How do you date a bat? First, show him you're different.

Next, get his attention and make him want to come closer.

Finally, you'll be rewarded with your very own room at Arkham.

Coming up:

"Why are you avoiding me?" Bruce couldn't understand why the other man kept pulling away. Aurora could only sigh.

"Mr. Wayne, my boyfriend is a bat. Please show some respect."

What kind of disaster can happen when your secret identity is too convincing?

Xia asked, "Do you know Bruce is the Bat?" Aurora nodded, understanding.

"I know."

"Then why are you keeping your distance from Bruce?"

"Because they're two different personalities, two different people."

"You think he has dissociative identity disorder???"

"Yeah. Humans are so fragile, so I can understand. But if we get married, what happens to Bruce? Wouldn't that be unfair to him?"

Xia chose to stay silent. Mr. Bruce, you'll have to figure out how to take off your own secret identity yourself...

Someone once carried so much pain and tried to carve out a glimmer of light in this dark city. But this city was forever steeped in evil, born to hate the light, and so it dragged you down with it, sinking you into a mire of struggle. The Bat was dead.

His noble soul burned like a flame, so he noticed you at first glance in the crowd. The gods favor noble souls, and so he decided to stop for you.

"I swear, if Bruce ever goes bankrupt and starts a pickpocket training course, it'll be packed. Not everyone can steal your hair, plant a tracker, and bug you in less than five minutes of meeting you."

He chases me by day and by night, literally.

The real deal, inside and out: Bruce.

Theme: Seek the most perfect spark in human nature. Justice lives forever