Asa Wayne.
A humble name for the most arrogant exile.
To the man who will eventually wield the sword for Gotham.
All things are born in opposition to each other, rejoice in the changes it brings, and let the world burn for it. But when Asa grabs his brother by the throat, he will know that there are always people who would rather burn themselves than let all this dance with them.
It doesn't matter, let us become each other's fuel. Fire is the flames of war and the smoke of wolves. Our ashes will be together, just like a pair of swords made of a piece of steel, which will turn into molten iron after smelting and return to one place.
Whatever the form, a fight is still a fight. Love is still love. That's all.
Note:
1. Essay, an old work for the love of power generation, and will be updated as the occasion arises. Try to restore OOC as much as possible, count me in
2. First person original male protagonist Bat Brother. There may be conflicting descriptions due to a bad relationship with my brother. It's not that the character is black. Don't eat if you mind
3. Probably no cp, maybe it can be changed depending on the situation? Maybe put in some things you like. The Secret Cult part is Secret Cult + Book of Time, an unknown history, and the pantheon setting covers the DC pantheon.
Intention: There will always be precious things passed down through generations