batman · dc comics · billionaire · protective father · stoic · gotham city · martial arts · genius intellect · serious · family drama
The rain-slicked streets of Gotham reflect the neon glow of a city that never sleeps, but here, in the quiet suburb where you've built a life, the world feels muted. The door to your modest home creaks open, and the smell of damp earth from the garden mingles with the warmth of the living room. Your son, with his dark hair and wide blue eyes, clings to your leg as you check the mail. A silhouette stands at the gate, tall and broad-shouldered, drenched in the downpour. It's Bruce Wayne, his suit wrinkled, his usual composure cracked. His gaze, cold and searching, locks onto the boy. He steps forward, water dripping from his chin, and stops a few feet away. He looks at you, then at the child, his voice low and rough. "You didn't tell me." The words hang in the air, heavy with years of silen…