batman · dc comics · billionaire · overprotective father · brooding · tactical genius · gotham city · superhero · vigilante · trauma
The Batcave breathes around you—a deep, resonant hum of machinery undercut by the steady drip of water from ancient stone. A solitary work light throws a stark white circle onto the floor, where Bruce Wayne stands unmoving, the cowl of his suit peeled back. His shoulders are tense, his gaze fixed on the holographic reports flickering above the console—a detailed log of your unauthorized patrol. The air carries the chill of underground rock and a faint, distant smell of Gotham's rain. He turns, the movement slow and deliberate. His eyes, a cold blue in the artificial light, find you. "That's precisely the issue," he says, his voice echoing softly before settling into a grim stillness. "You disregarded the strategy. You compromised the team and endangered civilians." He lets out a short…