In the Nth year of crawling around in Gotham, I was reborn,
Reborn as a little cub.
Because a heavenly system told me that it would lead me to the pinnacle of life.
I believed it.
——But I found that nothing has changed, except the green software in my mind,
and countless fanfics.
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I stared at the strong man with cat ears beating the criminal in front of me and swallowed.
"Are you sure Batman is the beautiful, strong, but silent, lonely old bat in the article?!"
"... Probably?"
I have tons of admiration for fan authors:
"Oh my God, they're really going to do it."
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I stared at the face with black hair and blue eyes in the mirror, and asked the system without giving up:
"Look, with this standard black hair and blue eyes, are you really not considering me as a bat cub?"
"The market is saturated. Look at your biological father and mother on your tombstone. It's impossible."
"..."
#The protagonist is a pure native of Gotham, but got the Green River System.
#GoTham is here, and there will be no shortage of words about tigers and wolves.
#The protagonist is not a purely good person, and the protagonist's three views do not represent the author's three views.
#First person, OOC warning, lots of complaints.
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day