A Simulated Life Tormenting Superman [Western Crossover]

Clark, the future God of Man, is now a seventeen-year-old small-town boy who gets bound to a simulator. Curious, he runs a simulation and then has nightmares for several nights in a row. There's a terrifying giant bat in his dreams. It hits really hard! Embarrassed by his defeat, Clark swears that he'll redeem himself in the next simulation! 【Generating simulation...】 【After being hurt and humiliated by the Bat Monster of Gotham, you decide to take it out on all Gothamites You gain a childhood friend from Gotham named Bruce.】 【You decide that kind and beautiful Bruce is nothing like the evil Bat Monster, and that he's a good Gothamite.】 【Generating simulation...】 【After tireless effort, you finally discover the Bat's true identity! There's no mistake. He is Thomas Wayne, who pretended to die and secretly became the Dark Knight, and the father of your friend Bruce! 【You warn him not to neglect his son's feelings for the sake of his vigilante work. The next day, your friend beats you up.】 Clark, nursing his forehead: Damn it! Does Bruce really love his fake-dead scumbag dad that much? 【Generating simulation...】 【Faced with a barrage of accusations against the Bat, you resolutely step forward and say the words “I’m Superman!”】 Clark, having completely forgotten how terrifying it is to be beaten by the Bat: Hehe, the Bat is so cute ^v^ In reality, the reborn Batman Who Laughs wakes from another nightmare. But this time, his dream isn't of a weeping city, his allies' corpses, or the evil Shell Almond. Instead, it's What is this weird thing.jpg Reader's note: 1. This universe's original setting is Batman Who Laughs/Superman, but after the simulator appears, the simulation universes are unpredictable. This universe is absolutely HE. 2. Contains a lethal dose of secret identity tropes and comedy. Check out my upcoming story, I Made the Joker Cry with Infinite Reloads. When Morse was taken by the Joker to be set off like a firework, his long-overdue transmigrator golden finger finally awakened: infinite save-scumming. He quickly reloaded, took another route, and thought he could avoid running into the Joker this time. But he was caught again in no time. Morse: “?” Is he chasing me down just to kill me? Meanwhile, the Joker was just setting off fireworks for the little Bat as usual. He didn't expect to find himself back in Arkham in the blink of an eye. Joker: “?” Was the little toy he'd picked a superpowered person? Was some passing hero trying to save him? Surely it couldn't have been God who intervened? The Joker kept looking for him with interest, until he ended up back in Arkham for the seventh time and finally snapped He was sick of escaping Arkham over and over again! Of course, by the time he got the two-hour, uncut version of Batman's fists after eleven reloads, he finally realized that making him repeat the same route over and over was the gentlest option. Everyone at Arkham knew the Joker had been even crazier lately. After getting beaten during a routine escape attempt, the Prince of Crime in Gotham was listless every day and didn't plan any schemes for a whole month! At first, the other supervillains were curious about what the Joker had gone through. Then they started trying to break out and cause trouble themselves... Whenever they tried to cause trouble, they were trapped in the period when they were escaping Arkham, repeating it countless times until their hearts were worn smooth and they no longer wanted to do anything bad! After some time, the Bat-family vigilantes, now at a loss for things to do because crime had plummeted, began to worry too. At some point, whenever they tried to do something dangerous, they found themselves trapped at home, unable to get out, over and over and over again... Morse: Why does my family always come home covered in wounds? I'll reload, reload, reload! This time, I'll find out the truth! Theme: The soul never lies.