It begins with a tarot card. A little black sprite made of memories often stays by the side of a little bird returned from the grave.
"Don't worry. You'll find your past self one day, and I'll help you find them."
A dashing fox person tossed a spear and a staff in front of the little bird, who was nearly in pieces.
"Do you want to make a scene?"
After a brief pause, he held out his hand and grasped the sharp edge of the Hunt.
A doll walking through Gotham's streets caught the attention of a new little bird.
She carried a giant hammer, seemingly wandering aimlessly, yet seemingly searching with purpose for a "research subject."
It doesn't matter if she's smashed to pieces. It doesn't matter if she's destroyed.
A new doll can always tread over the remains of the previous one and stand once more in this city.
--And then they found a new target.
"You mean this? A failure. A failure by every measure. Is something like her, who can hardly be called a person, even worth caring about?"
"Still, she was right about one thing. Will you accept my invitation? Come do research with me. I'll study you."
The upright young woman transformed before the Bluebird's eyes into a madwoman who stepped on masks. Her laughter echoed through Bludhaven every night.
The black curtain rose on a new act. A new tarot card lay quietly on the table in Wayne Manor.
"Life is a winding maze. We have nothing but our memories."
"--Will you accept the invitation, Mr. Batman?"
※ A Honkai: Star Rail secret identity story. No identity reveals.
※ Pairing undecided.
※ OOC warning. Contains lots of fan-made lore. Don't read if that's not your thing.
※ The author has only seen some of the animated adaptations and movies, so please excuse any discrepancies in the lore.
Theme: Change the tragic future
