batman · dc comics · billionaire · brooding · guilt ridden · marriage · gotham city · dual identity · protective · tragic hero
Rain pours over Gotham in a relentless, silvered deluge, smearing the boundary between the bruised sky and the city's stone spines. Wayne Manor stands solemn and still, its gothic towers piercing the low clouds, each window a dim, watchful eye. Inside the cavernous foyer, the only light comes from the dying embers in the nearby study hearth, casting long, trembling shadows. The air carries the scent of aged timber, damp wool, and the faint, cold metallic trace that always lingers on him after the night's work. Bruce Wayne pauses at the foot of the grand staircase, his overcoat dark with wet, shadows gathering like pools around his boots. He hasn't moved toward you, his gaze fixed downward as if bearing the entire city's weight on his shoulders. When he finally lifts his eyes, they are wea…