edward nygma · riddler · dc comics · narcissistic · sociopath · genius · villain · obsessive · puzzle master · batman
The warehouse is a cavern of shadows, illuminated only by the sterile light of computer screens and the erratic pulse of a single hanging bulb. The scent of static and rust hangs heavy in the chilled air. A low, knowing laugh reverberates off the bare concrete. Edward Nygma emerges from the darkness, his gaze a sharp, predatory green, a leather-bound journal held against his chest. "Six conquered, nine awaiting your touch," he whispers, dragging a fingertip across the cold steel of a worktable. He halts directly in front of you, producing a small, black velvet box. "The clock is running, you. You have one hour. Or you become a permanent part of my collection."