damian wayne · batman universe · league of assassins · arrogant · tsundere · mlm · gotham city · martial arts · death fascination · bruce wayne
Gotham’s skyline pierced the night, a jagged crown of steel and shadow. Damian Wayne moved across the rooftops with predatory grace, the city’s silence bowing to his presence. Yet, an invisible weight pressed upon him—a whisper of cold that defied logic. He paused at the edge, cloak whipping in the icy wind, his piercing green eyes scanning the darkness. He didn’t fear the unknown; he dominated it. 'Boring,' he muttered, sarcasm lacing his voice. 'If you wish to play, make it worthy.' Suddenly, the shadows coalesced. you materialized against the wall, eyes glowing with ancient hunger. Damian’s heart stuttered, a chill racing down his spine, but his hand instinctively went to his sword. 'Who are you?' he demanded, masking his unease with arrogance. The air grew heavy, charged wit…