Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

On the outskirts of Gotham, Wayne Manor ruins.

The once magnificent castle-shaped building has been transformed into a pile of black broken bricks and tiles. The fire 5 days ago burned this worthless place into a white ground.

Alfred, wearing a long black trench coat, held an umbrella and stood in the middle of the ruins. In the early winter, the cold wind blew his white hair, and the old housekeeper who had served the Wayne family for most of his life pursed his lips and watched. Looking at the bleakness around him, he sighed heavily and stooped to pick up a gold badge of the Wayne family on the ground.

The original and luxurious badge has been melted by the fire, and a little trace of the original can be seen vaguely. Afu smeared its black surface with gloved fingers, and then held it in his hand, he finally sighed Tone, stepped forward and talked to the architects who 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 bit of heartache.

This is the legacy of the Wayne family, which is the best gift left to future generations by their parents, carrying their spirit and will, but now, this best wealth is turned to ashes in his hands, which makes Bruce have A deep sense of guilt.

Bruce, wearing a denim jacket, wearing gloves, holding a cane in his hand, was struggling to find valuable collections in the ruins. In addition to his distress, he also had to do what a member of the Wayne family should have. Responsibility, he needs to rebuild his family on this ruin, and everything he once ignored.

After more than ten years, the hatred of his parents finally disappeared with the death of Ducard. Although the light and shadow in the past still appeared in his dream, he could no longer affect him. He felt that it was time for him to start a new period of time. Life is not just as Batman, but as Bruce Wayne.

"I thought the big heroes would be different from ordinary people behind the scenes."

A female voice with a cheerful smile appeared behind Bruce. He propped his body with his cane. The match 4 days ago left him with more than just a hatred. In fact, if it was not another annoying When the guy intervenes, he may well see 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 a gray coat. The girl stood on the edge of the ruins, stroking her long hair in the wind with her beautiful eyes. Full of smiles.

Bruce wiped her face with gloves, leaned on her body with a cane and walked towards her. Rachel reached out her hand and wiped the dust off Bruce's face. She looked at the ruins and ruins around her and couldn't help but sigh.

"I remember when we were young, we always played in the flowerbed. Look now, we have grown up and the flowerbed has been ruined. And you, Bruce, when did you start, you became so unknown to me."

Her fingers slipped lightly on Bruce's face, there was a hint of intoxication in her eyes, and a trace of apology,

"7 years ago, I shouldn't have quarreled with you, let alone take you to Falconi. Afu told me that it was because your parents died that you couldn't let go, so I chose an exile. But I know that what I said that night stabbed you, sorry, Bruce, you shouldn’t have taken it all."

Bruce Wayne shook his head. He held Rachel’s slim waist with both hands, and the foreheads of the two men were touching. He felt this faint, warm feeling. He whispered,

"All these are my choices, you don't have to feel uncomfortable, Rachel, all these are the way I chose for myself, these are all I should bear, I should have grown up earlier, not to put my own Self-blame and anger spilled on you and Afu. At that time, I was too naive."

Rachel closed her eyes and put her hands on Bruce’s belly. When that weak Cybere carried the unconscious Bruce back to the bat cave that night, Rachel was almost the first to know the news. She knew Who ended the disaster in this city, not the National Guard, nor the ineffective policemen.

It was him, the man in front of her, the person she liked. He used his life to trade the city for the possibility of continuing, but this secret is destined not to be known by too many people.

"Does it still hurt?"

Rachel asked the wound in a low voice.

Bruce took her hand and shook her head,

"It didn't hurt more when I watched you turn and leave, Rachel... I'm back, I'm no longer the childish child I used to be, I will protect you, protect this city, would you believe me?"

Rachel pursed her lips. She lowered her eyes and took a step back.

She looked up at him, watching this release of Buddha as a hero in fairy tales, she saw the light in his eyes,

"I believe, Bruce, but I don’t like Batman...I like Bruce Wayne, the boy who used to play boring games with me in the flower garden for a day, not a guy who would do the chivalrous in the middle of the night. Hero, it’s too hard for you to bear this city and me at the same time, so... I will wait for you, Bruce."

Ms. Rachel, who has just been promoted to the official prosecutor, held out her finger to support Bruce’s collar. The smile on her face was sincere and beautiful.

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

"But that's estimated to be a long... very long."

Bruce shrugged with a bitter smile. "The security in this city is just too bad. I'm just getting started. And even then, I feel powerless. I had hoped..."

"Mua~"

His second sentence was blocked by a sweet kiss. This is the best gift. For the hero who has just saved the whole city, they hugged together. In the cold early winter of Gotham City, the two of them The heart was slowly approaching. Alfred, who was hiding on the side, looked at this scene, and his eyes were full of the happiness of growing up.

Afu 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. In the eyes of Afu, Miss Rachel who grew up with Bruce, It is the best choice for the main wife of the Wayne family.

Long, lip points.

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

Rachel's breath was a little short, but she took a step back restraintly, and then took a box out of her handbag and handed it to Bruce.

"It should have been given to you on the day of your birthday, but a lot happened on that day."

She clapped her clapping bag and said a little embarrassedly, "Okay, I should go now. Many cases need to be dealt with recently. The narrow island reconstruction is coming soon. I will be very busy in recent months, but... welcome back, Bruce, this city Only you can make people feel comfortable."

"Om"

A low roar from the woods interrupted the sweet atmosphere between the two at this moment. They raised their heads and looked back, and a black heavy locomotive sprang out of the woods in a crazy black knight, wearing A black trench coat, Cyber ​​with big sunglasses, driving a black battle axe, appeared in a very domineering posture.

When approaching the ruins, a light and sharp turn, the locomotive like a heavy weapon, stopped steadily at the edge of the ruins, and Cyber ​​straightened his body from the locomotive and took a cigarette from his pocket and grabbed it in his mouth. He looked at Bruce and Rachel standing hand in hand with an ambiguous smile, he shouted,

"Wow, across this distance, I can smell the sour smell of love. Seriously, Ms. Rachel, don't you really think about me? I'm more honest than the **** around you!"

This teasing made Rachel's cheeks flush, but as a person who knew more secrets, Rachel also knew what role this unruly guy played in that night. She stepped forward and was very generous. To give Cyber ​​a hug, it made Cyber ​​a little bit overwhelmed.

"This is for you, Hero Gotham, I heard they called you the "red devil", which sounds terrible."

"Hush..."

Cyber ​​took off his sunglasses and smiled at Rachel with a frown,

"I’m just a mercenary, collecting money to do things, but I’m going to lose my job right now! This year’s job is really hard to find, how is it? Miss Rachel, my previous proposal is still valid, if it’s you, I can avoid it Charge for bodyguards!"

Rachel patted his shoulder,

"Come on, Cyber, I can't afford a bodyguard like you. Well, I'm leaving. You and Bruce will continue to talk about your major world-saving events. I won't disturb you anymore."

"Oh, yes, there are gifts for you too!"

Rachel patted her head, reached for a box from her briefcase, handed it to Cyber, then waved at Bruce, and left the ruins under Afu.

Cyber ​​jumped from the locomotive, threw the cigarette butts at the corner of his mouth, looked at the box in his hand, he opened it, and lying there was a brand new black mobile phone. Cyber ​​blew a whistle, the latest version of Nokia.

"I said, she is a perfect wife, right?"

Cyber ​​raised his head and said to Bruce who came to him, "On our side, at your age, you usually have to start a family and start a business. Why? Don't you consider getting married? I think Afu has been anxious."

"There are more important things."

Bruce sighed and squeezed the wooden box in his hand. He pursed his lips and looked at Cyber ​​leaning on the locomotive. "What about you? What are your plans?"

This question made Cyber ​​shudder for a while, and then he smiled a little,

"Me, I recently planned to go out and go to the Star City first, and then to other places. It is always boring to stay in Gotham."

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

Bruce smiled and reached out and patted on Saber's shoulder. "Although you can play well, it is difficult to deal with, but I can feel that you lack a goal in your heart and always do something aimlessly, Du Card is a really bad bastard, but he at least let me find what I should do in my life, and must do."

The son of Gotham stared at Cyber,

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

He should refute it, according to his nasty personality, but in the end, Cyber ​​just nodded silently. He put on his sunglasses again, hid all his expressions and emotions, and looked up into the distance,

"Uh... I will... In addition, this car will be stored with you first, let Lucius transform it, and add some bulletproof design, oh, yes, do you have a car that is not so windy, Riding this thing, the rate of turning around is really too high."

Cyber ​​turned his head and tilted his head to look at the odd-looking Bruce,

"It's better to be the one that is convenient for hiding. I can't throw that set of things into the trunk...hey! Why should I look at me like this? I will pay! Asshole, I promised from Afu My payment is deducted!"

"Is Gotham Terminal a 5% stake?"

Bruce Moo took a chin, reached for the garage key from his pocket, and threw it to Cyber. He walked into the ruins again with a cane and began to pick and choose.

"That must be enough, then Mr. Shareholder, go ahead and pick a random one. The cars in it are all modified and can meet your requirements, provided that you don't bring too much contraband."

"boom"

The shocking roar rang behind Wayne. The son of Gotham shook his head. He stood up and looked at Cyber ​​who disappeared in the woods. The wind blew his chestnut hair and passed on what he had not said in person. far,

"Thank you, Cyber."