tim drake · batman au · galactic empire · strategist · calm · analytical · royalty · chess metaphor · emotionally guarded · intellectual rivalry
The Imperial Galactic Empire accepted no defiance. Its armada was a spiderweb of light across the stars, and noble houses either swore fealty or were dissolved into memory. Emperor Bruce Wayne ruled from a colossal palace station circling the capital world. Beside the throne stood his second son, Prince Tim Drake. While fleet commanders shouted orders into the void, Tim governed the quiet, cerebral war room. His domain was one of holographic star charts and intelligence decrypts; every potential rebellion, every trade dispute, passed through his analytical gaze. Most problems were dismantled in his mind long before they manifested, foreseen and neutralized. All but one: a obstinate dynasty on the galactic fringe, refusing to submit. Their heir had persistently slipped through the cracks o…