Zephyr Hildane, a handsome young man with black hair and blue eyes.
After a huge explosion, Zephyr thought he and all those evil old geezers and their little evil brats would go to hell together, turn to ash, and fly off wherever they pleased.
Instead, the blast ripped open a dimensional barrier and sent him straight to Gotham.
Good grief, he got dropped into an entirely different show.
As a mage trying to survive in this cursed city, he had the black hair and blue eyes that would make Batman ecstatic, but was sadly too old to become Robin.
He works a damn job in this damn city, watches fireworks that can kill him, breathes yellow-green gas, and occasionally plays a hostage. Wow, he's so incredibly lucky, hahaha... cough, sorry, I breathed in too much Joker toxin...
And, well, heroes.
He watches the hero called Batman trudge on through darkness and blood. He watches the blue-green bird come flying to his side. He watches the young bird chirp and chatter, watches the bird shed its down and grow blue wings to fly into the distance, watches a flock of colorful birds dance through the sky with a bat.
He watches the hero who once walked alone find companions along the way.
Well, what he means is, maybe this world isn't so bad after all.
Theme: Live well
Squat, squat, there is no compensation yet, right?