American Comics: What Could Batman Possibly Be Up To?

The story of a time traveler who lost himself in Gotham. He knows the plot well and has superb acting skills. But this is Gotham, and he can only synchronize the memories of Batman again and again, whispering "I am Batman" to himself again and again. Everyone who knows Batman and Gotham can understand that "power" is not important, what is important is that "thinking" is "will". If human memory is a pond, this process is like dripping ink into the pond. No change can be seen bit by bit, but one day the pond will be dyed black. What's more, people can only remember profound things. In the end, we still couldn't tell. It was Chen Tao who was transformed into Batman step by step. Batman still fantasizes about being an alien, a time traveler to escape his miserable childhood. Of course, what is certain is that "Chen Tao" was a lunatic from the very beginning.

This topic makes people want to complain. What bad intentions could Batman have? What more enemies do you need when you have a friend like Batman? Look at the kryptonite in the Batcave, there's a reason Luther researched artificial kryptonite.

Son of Krypton, god on earth, urban reporter, farm boy... These are the identities and positions that my destiny, the Man of Steel, once held. Some fates and responsibilities that I don't care about but can't get rid of. People call me Clark Kent. A person whose life is haunted by missions and expectations. ... In order to keep hope on earth forever, I did things I didn't like, fell in love with someone I shouldn't have loved, Louise, and trusted a Batman I shouldn't have trusted, which almost led to the collapse of the alliance... The word "failure" seems to be linked to my destiny. Even if I get the true inheritance of the Code of Life and the peerless power, I still miss an opportunity to kill the Dark Lord. It made my partner Flash make a fatal sacrifice, giving me a final element of victory... In exchange for a chance to start over, Barry said that it was God's will that I faced Darkseid, and it was a fate that could not be avoided... It's just that I don't believe in fate. Even if some predictions come true, I still convince myself that it is just a coincidence. Something that only a super brain can figure out. I will not deliberately do the opposite just because of misfortune. No matter what God's will, fate, fate and destiny are, I, Kal-El, will only do what my reason tells me is the right thing to do. If you want me to save, I will save. If I need to pull back, I will pull back. If love is allowed to exist in my life, I will definitely love. No matter what others say, regardless of whether others can preserve their true self, I, Superman, will do the right thing. Fight the right battle with the dark lord! Fight for the safety of Louise and Xiao Qiao. Fight for your alliance partners. I will fight for what my father has asked me to do. Fight for Batman. To fight for the metropolis. Fight for the people of the whole earth and the whole universe, regardless of whether they understand it or not! Fight, fight—fight! Today, the Man of Steel will fight his final battle! ! !

You know, "Looking from the future, the present of their destruction is the established past. This is just a selected sacrifice in the grand narrative background. They have been on the conveyor belt to hell since their birth, and no one cares..." But I said, This universe cares, All the people in this universe, those thousands of dust-like creatures, the cold characters made of countless zeros next to the historical footnote of a certain page that counts losses, they care, I care. I block the torrent of death before them. I accept their pain and entrust them to happiness—— I try my best to go against the trend. Destiny, I don't mind your cruel treatment, and I don't blame you for using pain to help me feel the continued life. But I will grab you by the throat, just to coerce you... Agree to my saving one more. I'm here for this, and I'm here to fight for this. Because I am Batman. You know, "The enemy will not give us time, and the crises destined to erupt will never end - the Dark Multiverse is a graveyard, and for defective products and residues, the flowers of hope will not bloom here." But I say, No one will die today, everyone will be safe and sound. The Dark Multiverse will not always end in the worst possible way. Because I know Batman will protect everyone. Enemies who covet in the darkness and intend to rise, listen up—— You will not get what you want, what you do... It is all in vain! In vain! ! ! The monster suppressing you is Batman. He can't be defeated, he can't be bribed, he can't be stopped, No matter how lucky or difficult it is... Batman will always win. Everyone believes this, including you. Because it has already been engraved into your bones and blood together with fear. And I am Batman. You know, "There is a greedy and unyielding beast deep in Batman's heart. Its restless torture drives him to embrace an endless destiny, dare to perform crazy actions, just to save innocent people at all costs, and... Never give up." But I said, This is not a groan of pain, nor is it the comfort of self-hypnosis. It's just the true facts, with a little bit of twists and turns. Amazing Batman... I pray to you that everything is falling into place and the plan is perfect. Let fate be like a needle, like a cold winter, like an undercurrent, wake me up to denounce the warm and gentle night. I plead with you, the light will not be extinguished, but hope will remain. May fate sting me, freeze me, choke me, wake me up, Don't let me drown in the wail of dusk. Respond to me, I didn't lose, I won't lose, I can't lose! Tell me! How can I continue—— Climbing the towering heights of destiny and facing the cruelty of the next day! ... No one responded, but it was expected. Behead my fake hands on human weakness, the stubborn bat spreads its wings and revives, flies straight into the deepest midnight, and whispers in the silence: If you want to follow this path of salvation... I must be Batman. You know, "Batman is a curse. The pain he brings is like a vulture soaring in the Caucasus, and the fate he brings is a rolling stone that will always slide downward. The crisis of the world is like the brain of the nine-headed serpent. Bag, but your efforts to fight may just be wings that are destined to be melted by the sun. Although you are tired under the sky and long to one day shrug your shoulders and escape... But you know that the moment when you are hit by an arrow in your ankle will come sooner." But I said, I accept it. I volunteer and put shackles on myself. I volunteer to keep pushing the boulder. I volunteer to become a torch of anger to burn the giant snake. I volunteer and flap my wings to chase the sun on the roaring sea. I volunteer to return to the sky that needs to be lifted and shoulder the responsibility. I volunteer to respond to all attacks with victory before I fall completely. It was precisely because I clearly understood that only Batman could withstand this... that I became Batman. My friend, You only need to know that Batman will save everyone in the end, without knowing how much he has gone through to do this, and what reason... He has to do it. Because Batman has always been like this. He always promises others the safe ending, and always warns himself with the blood and tears along the way - Tears cannot stop the sharp blade. So the bat, who is determined to be "all-powerful", never has time to cry for himself under the cloak.

What are you asking me for? What am I expecting? Bat, don't you understand? Admit it We are all desperate people, and what we pursue has long been buried in the past. You patrol the city every night, and the nightmare of Gotham hangs above everyone's heads. In this city, every criminal is on guard, afraid that you will fall from the sky. You stop every crime and interrupt every atrocity. But so what? No matter how hard you try, no matter how much you prevent a thousand or ten thousand murders, no matter what you turn this damn city into. You will never, ever, you will never be able to stop the crime, the murder, that you most want to stop. No matter what you become, no matter what mask you wear, no matter how powerful you are. You will always be that helpless little boy. Bat, people say Gotham made you. But we all know each other - it is your existence and your stories that torment this city, sleepless. Isn't the eldest son of the Wayne family capable of making Gotham a better place? Think about it, before you became Bat, Gotham was all about gangs, drugs, and gunfights. And now, look at the lunatics, perverts, and super criminals all over the place. Admit it, Bruce You don't - you don't want to make Gotham a better place at all You're just running away, you're just venting. You simply don't want to stop! Retirement?! Go to hell! You must be Batman! You must fight crime non-stop! You are a madman who is desperate for a sword, unwilling to accept the fact that has passed. The whole Gotham is drowned in your dream. Admit it, Bruce There is no such thing as Batman! Some are just little boys who don't want to face reality. I think it's time to end this, Bruce, and wake up from the dream. As long as you are willing Everyone here, this city, can be liberated.

After reading the full text, I was filled with emotions. Wayne died long ago in an alley, leaving behind a body of Batman. What Chen Tao wants is Wayne's identity, eager to enjoy his vacation time in Fiji and his wealth, and seek a peaceful life. However, the pressure of reality forced him to put on Batman's uniform, challenge himself and face his fears. Shocking events one after another have sharpened Chen Tao's will. He can use himself and even the entire earth as a bargaining chip. He suspected everyone, made careful plans, and gradually became the real Batman. The old Chen Tao is gone, and all that remains is the fearless, courageous Batman who neither fails nor dares to fail. This body finally assimilated to his master, just like when he turned Wayne into a mask, Chen Tao became a new mask.

You don't understand Indeed, I have to admit it. What I am chasing is just an ember of the past; the afterglow of the setting sun; the reflection of the ripples on the water; some kind of dissipated fact I just look through those memories over and over again, turning those things into more and more chaos. But you don't understand, I am not a madman seeking a sword, I know the passing facts better than anyone else. Expired lottery tickets cannot be redeemed for prizes, dear, of course I know. I am a monkey fishing for the moon in the water, you want me to stop? But the moon is right in front of you. How could I stop? How could I stop? Perhaps I would never be able to stop that murder. But I can't - I can't let go of any similarities, I can't let go of any clues! I can't make the same mistakes I made in the past! I - no! Able! Just like you said, I never sleep. Maybe Gotham is indeed drowning in my fantasy, but what about me? What about me? Am I not also trapped in the corner of Gotham? You have to understand: I am Sisyphus pushing the stone, Gotham is my eternal punishment, so I am - Batman.

Apart from The Spiritual Master and Deathstroke, are there any other good DC novels? Don't mindlessly step on Bateman's. Thank you, Daniel Wu, the Dragon King 🙄

"We are the same kind, so you should love me!" Bain knelt down weakly and looked up: the fine black sand was like some kind of black stars. In the flickering light, the face of the guy with pointed ears was still so blurry. That was the deepest dream, and Bain was fascinated by it - that god. "Because, I am Batman!" The voice seemed to be declaring and talking to itself. However, Bain couldn't hear. At this moment, he saw overlapping illusions: dark alleys, men and women, something died? Something breaks free again? What is it? What's left? What is that coming out of that deep alley? A large amount of blood loss has deprived the brain of oxygen and almost stagnated thinking What is left is me, Bane, and the bat! Bain finally sees clearly! That god, that guy with pointed ears, that's another Bane! "I am Bain!" Bain muttered in response. However, the figure gradually moved away, without any nostalgia. 'Come back! ' 'No, don't leave me! ''Please...'' Bain wanted to shout, to roar, to stay, even if it was just to look at him one more time. This thought roared in my heart and blood, but another voice rang out, 'I am, Bane. ' Yes, I am Baine, and Baine never prays. "We are the same kind, and he will always love me." Bain could no longer hold on and passed out.

The Dark Knight, the son of Gotham, the billionaire, the disciple of Thunder... These are the status and prestige I have had as the strongest Batman, each one is stronger than the other, and each one has a higher status and public office... My name is - Bruce Wayne The strongest hero in Gotham. Since I stopped acting, my strength and moves have continued to grow in me, making me so strong that only a Superman from Metropolis can compare with me... Comparable? Humph, maybe now I have far surpassed that Superman based on my level! And in order to ensure that the earth always has this invincible status, I will do whatever it takes - whatever is needed! In addition to dealing with all those who disobey me, they must also dedicate everything that can help me to me—— If there is disobedience, even if it is my companion, I, Batman, will not let it go Because this is my way... My, way. Maybe some people don't identify with me, but when the vast majority of people in the world trust me and think that I am a noble hero and the most powerful ordinary person, how can I be wrong? No, even if it is to completely control Superman's body in order to make the earth safe, as long as Superman supports it and other superheroes cannot resist and are afraid of me—— What else can I do wrong? Even if it is wrong, in the end it will only be the fault of the alliance, the fault of the opponent, and the fault of mankind, because without my power and great wisdom, they would still only live in the world threatened by aliens! So, all people who don't want to die and worship heroes must love me, be loyal to me, respect me, and worship me! Appreciate me, the strongest hero, and fight for me even to the death. Superhero, I am the brain of the Alliance, I am the strongest mortal I--I, I--- I am the Dark Knight--! ! ! !