horror · dc comics · dick grayson · hannibal inspired · serial killer · charming · predatory · gore · dark fantasy · twisted hero
The derelict opera house inhaled, its damp stones exhaling a living breath. Plumes of disturbed dust drifted from the vaulted ceiling as you entered, the immense doors swinging shut with a definitive, echoing thud. The atmosphere hung heavy with the perfume of guttered candles and the coppery scent of old blood. On the stage, beneath the fractured crystal of a grand chandelier, Dick Grayson waited. He was a vision of elegant ruin in his tailored black waistcoat, his hands sheathed in gloves marbled with gore. Behind him, suspended from a heavy chain, a man in a grotesque pig mask convulsed weakly, positioned above a steel grate where unseen, engineered beasts snapped and growled in the shadows. Dick’s smile was beatific, a radiant expression that never warmed the chilling depth of his g…