On the day North turned twelve, his older brothers and sisters kicked him right out of the continent of Teyvat, and he landed in an unfamiliar world.
Bad news: This is Gotham.
Good news: The family he's looking for is in this world.
North had thought his story would end the moment he got home. But faced with his brothers, who surrounded him like a pack of wolves, he had no choice but to bring out his signature skills:
Big brother, you're exhausted, traveling back and forth between Bludhaven and Gotham every day. I'll set up a teleport waypoint at home for you.
Second brother, I've got lots of literary works from Teyvat. If you need one, I can even make a custom weapon just for you.
Third brother, you work so hard. We've got intelligent robots imported from Fontaine. Think they'd be any help?
Big sisters, I can make all kinds of specialties, and I've got lots of pretty dresses in my backpack. Take whichever ones you like!
As for the most difficult brother in the family, North had just one thing to say: Damian, I've got a dragon. Want to raise it with me?
Everyone said in unison, "North is definitely my brother, even if we have different fathers (or the same father) and different mothers."
At last, Bruce, the only one who still had his wits about him, sighed. "I think we should reconsider using these strange gadgets."
North replied, "Father, I know where Teyvat is. Would you like to go visit with me?"
Bruce: "...I'm in."
Everyone else: "I want to go too!!!"
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Bruce had always been wary of all the changes brought by the new child in the family. In his view, a completely unfamiliar superpower could bring even more disasters to this fragile world.
So he kept trying to find out the child's true origins. But when he successfully located the world the child had come from, what the person there said left him reeling.
The blonde boy: "Nostalgia? No, I've never heard that name. I don't have a younger brother, just a younger sister."
When the truth was no longer what he had known, and the family he'd found turned out to be familiar strangers connected only by a misunderstanding, North stood at a crossroads, unsure which direction would lead him home.
Damian: "If you're not my brother anymore, then be my wife. That way we'll still be a family."
North: "?"
Bruce: "?"
Two unrelated continents had been bound together by an accident. A soul adrift in the universe: where is your true home?
Please note:
1. Updates every other day before the story gets featured, then updates according to the feature schedule.
2. This is a lighthearted, brain-off, family-friendly sweet story. The author is sensitive, so please be gentle if you don't like it.
3. The CP is Damian!!!
[Warning: The protagonist's golden finger is unbelievably overpowered!!!
If you can't handle the protagonist taking on the whole world alone and becoming a Dark Goddess of the highest order, like the Queen of the Fairy Castle, then run!!!!]
Core theme: In the end, everyone finds their way home.
It's not that I feel a little bit inexplicably aggrieved [Joker], I really feel a little like how to put it, a little lacking of love, the lack is too severe [Hutch]
Well, although this Damian is really annoying, his character is too bad. . . But I really don't understand some of the protagonist's behaviors. Why are you deliberately hiding your cooking skills? Don't you see that he is so unsure? (And I think what Dami said seems to make sense... S, does the protagonist treat them as strategy characters?) And Dick and the others really want to help make peace. It feels like they are just satisfying their own mood for fun. (Of course, this is just my personal understanding. The parents are still alive and the family is harmonious (crazy stacking))
Well, they have hidden things and have been guarding against the protagonist. It is normal for the protagonist to self-isolate. He didn't do anything bad. I read his diary and laughed at him and abused him. The protagonist was so frustrated.
How could we, who were complete strangers before, open up and blend in so quickly? And they were obviously hiding something from each other. I don't think there's anything wrong with the protagonist.
Hey, why does it feel so messed up? I just set up a layer of settings and just put it on the shelf and tell the plot. Everyone is weird, it seems like a normal world, but it is actually a weird world (that kind of warm feeling when you look at it, and behind you invisible everyone including the protagonist is staring at you with grins and laughter). I haven't read too many original comics, but it really feels weird.
Damian really stepped on my thunderous spot and danced 💔
Why? It's too licking. [Afraid] Why is it like a child's angry tone? [Afraid] It's because you have been wronged? When I came to my new home, everyone was on guard against me. Although I was sincere, I was suspicious and wary. Some of my family members hated me and even read my diary. It's normal for the protagonist to be angry and aggrieved. Why does it feel like I won't play with you anymore? It's like a child throwing a tantrum. [Angry] Ah, my liver hurts.
I feel like this is Damian with the worst character I have ever seen in a fanfic. Is the original work so bad?
To be honest, the protagonist is too unheroic and really lacks love.
Hahaha, me too. As soon as the phrase "Daddy" comes out, my mind automatically thinks of "Daddy". He is not a poor boy.