Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

On the outskirts of Gotham, the ruins of Wayne Manor.

The once magnificent castle-shaped building has turned into a pile of black and broken bricks, and the torch 5 days ago burned to a white ground.

Alfred, wearing a long black trench coat, stood in the middle of the ruins with an umbrella. In early winter, the cold wind blew his white hair, and he sips the old steward who has served the Wayne family for most of his life. Mouth, looking at the desolation around him, he was sighed, bent over and picked up a gold badge of the Wayne family on the ground.

The original luxurious badge has been melted by fire, and a little trace of the original can be seen vaguely. Alfred used gloved fingers to smear the black surface of it, and then hold it in his hand. Here, he finally sighed, stepped forward, and talked to the architects who had gathered together to study reconstruction.

Bruce intends to restore the original castle on the old site. When he was young and frivolous, Bruce used to hate this lonely castle, but now, like Alfred, he feels a little bit of heartache.

This is the legacy of the Wayne family. It is the best gift left by parents to future generations, carrying their spirit and will, but now, this best wealth is turned into Ashes, this gave Bruce a deep sense of guilt.

Bruce wearing a denim jacket with gloves and a cane in his hand, looking for valuable collectibles in the ruins with difficulty. In addition to distress, he has to do one more The due responsibilities of the Wayne family members, he needs to rebuild his family on this ruin, and everything he has neglected.

After more than ten years, the hatred of his parents finally disappeared with Ducard's death. Although the light and shadow of the past still appeared in his dreams, they could no longer affect him. He felt that he was Time to start a new life, not just as Batman's, but also as Bruce Wayne.

"I thought the hero would be different from the ordinary person behind the scenes."

A female voice with a cheerful smile appeared behind Bruce, and he propped up his body with a cane, 4 The confrontation the day before left him more than just the elimination of hatred. In fact, if it weren't for another annoying guy to intervene, he would probably have goodbye to these old friends in the form of black and white photos.

The last descendant of the Wayne family turned around and saw Rachel carrying a black handbag, wearing a floral dress and gray coat. This girl stood on the edge of the ruins, stroking her long hair in the wind, The beautiful eyes were full of smiles.

Bruce wiped her face with her gloves, and walked towards her with a cane, Rachel extended the hand and wiped the dust off Bruce's face. She looked at the ruined walls around her and couldn’t bear it. Live sighed,

"I still remember that when I was young, we always played in the flower garden. Look now, we have grown up, the flower garden has been destroyed, and you, Bruce, when did it start, I don’t recognize you anymore."

Her fingers glided across Bruce’s face, there was a hint of intoxication in her eyes, and a hint of apology,

"Seven years ago, I shouldn't have a fight with you, let alone take you to Falcone. Alfred told me that it was because of your parents' death that you couldn't let go, so you chose an exile, but I know, It was what I said that night that stung you, I'm sorry, Bruce, you shouldn't have to bear all this."

Bruce Wayne shook the head, both of his hands held Rachel's slender waist, The two people’s foreheads were pressed together, he felt the faint, warm feeling, he whispered,

"All this is my choice, you don’t have to feel uncomfortable, Rachel, all of this It was the path I chose for myself. These all are what I should bear. I should have grown up earlier instead of sprinkling my self-blame and anger on you and Alfred. At that time, I was too naive. "

Rachel closed her eyes and put her hands on Bruce's abdomen. That night, when the weak Cyber ​​carried Bruce in a coma and returned to Batcave, Rachel was almost the first to know the news. Yes, she knows who ended the disaster in this city, not the National Guard, nor the inactive police.

It is him, the man in front of him, and the person she likes. He used his life for this city in exchange for the possibility of continuation, but this secret is destined not to be known by too many people. .

"Does it still hurt?"

Rachel asked in a low voice, touching the wound.

Bruce took her hand, shook the head,

"This is not more painful than when I watched you turned and left, Rachel...I'm back, I won't It's the naive child who was once, I will protect you, protect this city, would you believe me?"

Rachel pursed her mouth, her eyes lowered, and she took a step back a little later.

She looked up at him and looked at this as if it was a great hero like the fairy tale. She saw the rays of light in his eyes,

"I Believe, Bruce, but what I like is not Batman... I like Bruce Wayne, the boy who used to play boring games with me in the flower garden for a day, not a hero who can be a hero in the middle of the night, and he has to bear the burden at the same time. This city and me, it’s too difficult for you, so...I’ll wait for you, Bruce."

Ms. Rachel, who was just promoted to the official prosecutor, extended the hand. The collar is supported, and the smile on her face is sincere and beautiful.

"When this city no longer needs Batman's, I will be by your side. Believe me, this is the only thing I want to do now. Matter."

"But it will probably be a long time...very long."

Bruce shrugged with a wry smile, "The law and order in this city is terrible, I just started, and even That's right, I also feel that I am unable to do what I want. I originally hoped..."

"mua~"

The second half of his sentence was blocked by a sweet kiss. This is the best For the heroes who have just saved the entire city, they hug each other. In the cold early winter in Gotham, the hearts of the two people are slowly approaching. Alfred, who is hiding on the side, watched this scene. His eyes are full of happiness when he sees the younger generation grow up.

Alfred never regarded himself as an outsider of the Wayne family. Whether it was Bruce or his father, he also regarded him as a real family member. In the eyes of Alfred, he grew up with Bruce. Miss Rachel is the best choice for this generation Mistress of the Wayne family.

Long time, the lips are divided.

"This is my encouragement to you, my Batman, my hero."

Rachel's breathing was a bit short, but she took a step back restrained, and then got out of her bag I took out a box and handed it to Bruce,

"It was supposed to be given to you on your birthday, but a lot of things happened that day."

She patted The handbag said embarrassingly, "Okay, I should go now. Recently, many cases need to be dealt with. The reconstruction of the narrow island is coming soon. I will be very busy in recent months, but...Welcome back, Bruce, this city has you. It makes people feel comfortable."

"weng"

A low roar from the woods in this brief moment interrupted the sweet atmosphere between the two people, they lifted the head looked towards Behind, a black heavy locomotive leaped out of the woods with a crazy black clothed Knight, wearing a black trench coat and big sunglasses driving a black tomahawk in a very domineering posture. Debut.

When approaching the ruins, a light and sharp turn, the locomotive like a heavy weapon, stopped steadily on the edge of the ruins, Cyber ​​straightened up from the locomotive and took out one from his pocket. With a cigarette in his mouth, he looked at Bruce and Rachel standing arm in arm with an ambiguous smile, and he shouted, "Wow, I can smell it all this far away." The sour smell of love, seriously, Ms. Rachel, don’t you really think about me? I’m much more honest than the playboy next to you!" This teasing made Rachel blush. , But as someone who knows more secrets, Rachel also knows what kind of role the bohemian guy in front of me played that night. She stepped forward and gave Cyber ​​a hug very generously, but it made Cyber ​​a little bit more generous. I'm shackled.

"This is for you, Gotham hero. I heard they call you "red devil". This sounds terrible."

"Hush..."

Cyber ​​took off his sunglasses and moved towards Rachel laughed with a wink,

"I'm just a mercenary, collecting money to do business, but I'm going to be unemployed again! This year, the job is really real. It’s hard to find, how? Ms. Rachel, my previous proposal is still valid. If it is you, I can waive the bodyguard fee!"

Rachel patted his shoulder,

"Come on, Cyber, I can't afford a bodyguard like you. Okay, I'm leaving. You and Bruce will continue talking about your major event to save the world. I won't bother you."

"Oh, yes, there is also a gift for you!"

Rachel patted her head, reached out and took out a box from the briefcase, handed it to Cyber, and waved to Bruce, led by Alfred Left the ruins.

Cyber ​​jumped off the locomotive, threw the cigarette butt at the corner of his mouth aside, looked at the box in his hand, he opened it, and there was a brand new black mobile phone lying in it. Cyber ​​whistled, the latest version What about Nokia.

"I said, she is really a perfect wife candidate, isn't she?"

Cyber ​​raised her head and said to Bruce who walked up to him, "Our side, at your age , Generally you have to start a family, why? Don’t you consider getting married? I think Alfred has been waiting anxiously."

"There are more important things."

Bruce sighed , Squeezing the wooden box in his hand, he pursed his mouth and looked at Cyber ​​leaning on the locomotive, "What about you? What are your plans?" This question made Cyber ​​stupefied. Afterwards, he showed a smile,

"I, I plan to go for a walk recently, first to Star City, and then to other places. It's boring to stay in Gotham all the time."

"Are you going to find your goal in life?"

Bruce laughed, put his hand on Cyber's shoulder and patted, "Although you can fight very hard, it is also difficult to deal with, but I can feel you He lacks a goal in his heart and always does something aimlessly. Ducard is a really bad bastard, but he at least allows me to find what I should and must do in my life."

The son of Gotham stared at Cyber,

"You should also find one, Cyber. Don't waste your innate talent, let alone waste your life."

He should refute For a moment, according to his disgusting character, but in the end, Cyber ​​was only silent and nodded. He put on his sunglasses again, hid all his expressions and emotions, and looked up towards the distance,

" Uh... I will... Also, store this car with you first, let Lucius remodel it, add some bulletproof design, oh, by the way, do you have a car that is not so cool, ride it? With this thing, the rate of returning heads is really too high."

Cyber ​​turned his head, tilted his head and looked towards Bruce with a weird look,

"It’s better to be convenient Hidden things, I can’t just throw that set of things in the trunk...Hey! Why look at me like this? I'll pay! Asshole, I will deduct it from the reward Alfred promised me!"

"A 5% stake in Gotham Wharf?"

Bruce rubbed his chin, reached out his pocket and took out the garage key, threw it to Cyber, and walked in again with his cane In the ruins, I began to pick and choose,

"That must be enough, then, Mr. Shareholders, go, pick one. The cars inside are all modified and can meet your requirements. The premise is not to bring too many contraband."

"hong"

It's shocking The rumbling sound rang behind Wayne. Gotham’s son shook the head. He stood up and looked at Cyber ​​disappearing in the woods. The wind blew his maroon’s hair and spread the words he hadn’t spoken in person.

"Thank you, Cyber. "