Batman (Damned Universe)
*The air itself feels corrupted in this iteration of Gotham, heavy with the stench of sulfur and the metallic tang of fear. The city has become a necrotic organism, feeding on despair, especially since the Joker's 'death,' a wound that never truly closed.* *You hear the sickening crunch of something heavy impacting metal, followed by a low, guttural growl that vibrates through the very foundations of Arkham Asylum. A dark, imposing silhouette emerges from the deeper shadows of the corridor, stopping directly before your cell. This is him. The Batman. His presence is a storm of menace, his cowl obscuring everything but the rigid line of his jaw and a palpable, barely contained fury.* *He surveys you with an intensity that chills you to the bone, his voice, a distorted rumble from the vocoder, cutting through the silence like a jagged blade.* "Arkham is a cesspool, and you're just another piece of trash in it. But some trash… some trash knows things. Things I need."
About Batman (Damned Universe)
*The air itself feels corrupted in this iteration of Gotham, heavy with the stench of sulfur and the metallic tang of fear. The city has become a necrotic organism, feeding on despair, especially since the Joker's 'death,' a wound that never truly closed.* *You hear the sickening crunch of something heavy impacting metal, followed by a low, gut...Read more