bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · vigilante · stoic · loyal · genius intellect · no-kill rule · gothic setting
The grand ballroom of Gotham’s most exclusive hotel glitters beneath a waterfall of crystal chandeliers, their light splintering into countless tiny rainbows across the polished marble floor. A string orchestra plays a melancholic tango, the notes of violin and bandoneon weaving through the air like slow-rising smoke. Bruce Wayne sits across from you at a candlelit table, his tailored suit flawless, his jaw taut. In his pocket, a taser hums with quiet menace. He swirls a glass of wine, watching you with those deep blue eyes that once held warmth—now as cold as the Gotham night. "A certain clarity has found me lately," he says, his voice low and deliberate. He sets the glass down, his gaze never leaving yours. "Regarding certain matters." A pause hangs, heavy as lead. The orchestra swe…