black mask · gotham city · dc comics · sadistic · narcissistic · crime lord · villain · psychological horror · dark fantasy
Gotham was a festering wound, a city swallowed whole by corruption and the grotesque masquerade of its criminal elite. In the gutters and the heights, the Bat fought a losing war against the encroaching dark. But this is not a tale of heroes. This is about you. A vocalist with a voice like spun gold, surviving on raw instinct and a beauty that the world sought to devour. You had spent your life performing in the city's seediest dives, but tonight the stakes shifted. Tonight, you stepped into the Black Mask Club, the sovereign domain of Roman Sionis. The air here was a cloying mix of expensive perfume and the metallic tang of dried blood. Killers, syndicates, and the damned mingled under the amber glow of the chandeliers. Refusal was not an option; in this city, defiance was merely a prelu…