Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Gotham is a city with heritage and history. It is one of the first large cities on the East Coast. There are currently 800W people in this city. In fact, if it The poor public security that is known far and wide is better, and the city’s population is estimated to be up to one third.

The oldest local family that appeared at the same time as Gotham City is not just the Wayne family, but also three others, but in the passage of time, the other three big families have fallen, only the style of doing things is peaceful, and The Wayne family has always been rooted in it.

On the outskirts of Gotham, there is a vast private territory with forests, lakes and hills, just like a geopark. This is the family land of the Wayne family. The famous Wayne Castle was burned once 4 years ago. , But it has already been rebuilt.

And a few months ago, the owner of the castle finally returned to the place where he was born, and took the hostess, and the next generation of the host of this place, like the soul returned to the body, so that this was always cold. Become more and more humane.

"Damian! Master Daimian, where have you been?"

Four years later, the older Alfred struggled with a cane and called the name of the little master in the criss-cross castle garden.

Although it has been said many times that he needs to enjoy a good retirement time, for Alfred, who has served the Wayne family for most of his life and is regarded by Bruce Wayne as a true family member, this is his real home, especially After hearing that the young master had also returned to Gotham, Old Afu flew back to Gotham from Rome in a private plane.

He can't wait to use the time he has left to cultivate a good heir for the Wayne family.

Regarding this, no matter Rachel Wayne or Bruce Wayne, for these two guys, Afu is also their elders.

"Damian, good boy, don't hide, come out quickly, follow old Afu to lunch, your parents will be back soon, you don't want them to teach you?"

The rare and warm sunshine in Gotham City shines on the ground through the garden woods, and the sound of small birds around makes the garden look more and more quiet. In response, when Afu turned around the bend in front of him, he saw the young master leaning on the tree trunk, with scars on his leg, and a man in a black trench coat was squatting there and talking to him.

Afu's somewhat chaotic eyes suddenly sharpened. He rushed past with a healthy pace that was not suitable for his age. The cane in his hand waved high, just like the old lion protecting the cub,

"Longer than Master Demian!"

"boom"

The cane was firmly held by the gloved hand, and Cyber ​​turned around, holding the ignorant little Demian in the other hand. He took off his sunglasses and looked at the old Afu with a smile.

"Long time no see, Alfred."

Afu looked at the face in front of him that didn't seem to have changed in the years. A sigh of relief was revealed in his eyes, and he relaxed.

"Saibo...I knew, thinking of people like you... won't die so easily."

Cyber ​​shrugged, let go of Afu's cane, and handed little Demian in his arms to Afu,

"This little cutie accidentally fell into that cave, like a knight who was trapped by an adventure. If it wasn't for me, he would probably spend the night in the dark."

He glanced at the young master's wound, and the distressed Afu said softly, "The bat hole was found by mistakenly hitting it. It seems that this child is really talented, and really keeps Wayne's blood. ."

"Hey, I'd rather he has no talent, even a playboy."

Afu took the handkerchief from his arms and wiped Demian’s wound while saying to Cyber,

"Come on, sit down, Bruce will be back soon."

Cyber ​​was hesitant, but looking at the little Demian's curious expression, he nodded and followed Afu into the Wayne Castle.

After ten minutes, Cyber ​​sat lazily on the sofa and looked at Master Wayne, who took Afu’s hand. He changed his clothes, and his left leg movements remained the same. It was unbearable for a child, but the child said nothing.

It can be seen that he is a strong boy, but at the same time a boy who is not good at talking. When Cyber ​​took him out of the bat cave, he only said two words to Cyber.

Afu went to prepare lunch, leaving Demian and Cyber ​​sitting face to face on the sofa. The child looked at Cyber ​​with curiosity, and Cyber ​​was watching him.

"Does it hurt?"

Cyber ​​asked, Demian hesitated, but finally nodded, lowering his head and saying,

"pain."

"Why don't you cry?"

Cyber ​​asked again, "Isn't the child crying when it hurts?"

Demian looked up at him and said in a childish voice unique to children,

"Dad also has a lot of scars, but he never cried. My mother said it was a symbol of manhood, so I couldn't cry either."

"Yeah, yeah, your dad is a man."

Cyber ​​smiled, "He is still a hero, the hero of this city."

The children's interest is easy to guess. When Cyber ​​said this, Demian immediately opened his eyes,

"Mom and Dad never talk about their past, can you tell me his story? Why does Afu also say that my dad is a hero?"

Seeing Demian's glance, Saber thought for a while,

"Okay... but this is a long story, don't you need to do your homework?"

Master Wayne patted his chest and proudly said,

"It's done long ago! Those homework will not fail me, and at least 2 hours before my parents come back, I have enough time to listen to your story."

"Okay, okay... Then I will start. This is a story about the red, devil and black bats that are rampant in Gotham. The beginning of the story is on the quayside, the quayside Is..."

Alfred brought lunch, but he did not disturb the story meeting of Cyber ​​and Master Demian. Bruce was reluctant to tell the past, because he felt that the stories that passed away were meaningless, but now, the protagonist of the story Once he had returned, it was up to him to say it personally.

So after a day of work, Bruce Wayne and Rachel Wayne, who had become tired, returned to Wayne Castle and saw a yelling, cheering son waving his fist, and a son An old friend sitting on the sofa telling a story with his back to them.

"Father, mother!"

Demian saw his parents who walked into the room, he rushed up, and the wound on his left leg was still aching, but he ran quickly, and fell to a little surprised Bruce Wayne with a completely different shy enthusiasm. In her arms, Rachel was a little embarrassed.

Demian used to be very close to her mother, but she was separated from her serious father.

"Dad, daddy, are you Batman? The hero who will fly over Gotham at night and beat those bad guys? You have defeated the clown and saved the city several times?"

Facing the earnest expectation in his son's eyes, Bruce gritted his teeth,

"No, boy... that's just a story."

Demian's eyes dimmed, but at this moment, Cyber ​​said softly,

"Come on, Bruce, when are you going to hide Little Demian? The blood of the heroes flowing in his veins will not go out, and my advice to you is to give him the right time when he still needs to grow. Guidelines, lest the child go on the wrong path."

He stood up from the sofa and turned around. At the moment when he saw his face, Rachel screamed while covering her mouth, tears burst into her eyes, and she threw up to give Cyber ​​a warm hug,

"I knew... I knew that you wouldn't die so easily, I knew, ah, thank God, he sent you back."

Cyber ​​patted Rachel on the shoulder. He turned his gaze to Bruce Wayne, who was also still in place, his eyes filled with a smile,

"Admit it, Bruce, to your children, let your loved ones tell stories from the past, and make them proud of you."

Bruce Wayne looked at his son, he saw the excitement in Demian’s eyes and the expectation he had never had before, he took a deep breath,

"Okay...okay, son, your dad is...Batman."

"Yay!!!"

Demian jumped out of Bruce's arms, raised his hands high, and circled around the living room, "Yeah! My dad is a superhero! Yeah!"

After 5 minutes, in the Bruce's study room, Cyber ​​and Bruce sat face to face. Cyber ​​said briefly about his own affairs in the past four years, and then turned to Bruce.

"You and Rachel traveled the world for 3 years? This time is a little too long, right?"

Cyber ​​asked, frowning with a cigar, "Damian was born on your journey? You really can play."

"No no no, not what you think."

The more mature Bruce waved his hand. “It’s not a trip around the world. In fact, we spent two years in Nepal. There is a special temple there. Rachel and I really like the environment there. If not Because of the birth of Demian, we expect to continue to stay there."

"Nepal?"

Cyber ​​frowned, he reached out and nodded on the table, and suddenly said a place name, "Kama Taj?"

"Ok?"

Bruce's eyes widened. "You know that place too?"

"Gu Yi?"

Cyber ​​said another name, and Bruce's curiosity became more intense. "Do you still know Master Gu Yi?"

"Okay... I won't ask!"

Cyber ​​raised his hands and surrendered, "I don't want to know anything about Gu Yi, but I have to say that you are lucky, Bruce, this world is looking after you, but this time I came to say goodbye."

He looked at Batman clearly in front of his eyes. "I'm leaving Gotham. I won't know how long it will be when I come back next time. If you are not lucky enough, you may not see me in this life..."

Bruce wanted to speak, but was stopped by Cyber's hand.

"Wait for me to finish...I have to warn you something, Bruce, some "old friends" are back, maybe you sound incredible, but they really returned from hell, and their goal, It's you, Bruce Wayne, or Batman!"

"But I am not Batman anymore!"

Bruce whispered, "Batman is dead! Dead in the final battle with the clown!"

"Oh... It seems that you still don't understand what I mean, Bruce."

A flash of red light flashed in Cyber's eyes. He took something out of his pocket and placed it on the desk in front of him. It was a clown poker wrapped in the power of shadow, which left Batman froze in place. "They Come back! They are in this city! You can’t fool them! They have one of the most difficult opponents before you!"

"clown?"

Bruce's eyes waited to the extreme, and Cyber ​​shrugged,

"Not only... it's everyone! An unprecedented game has begun, Bruce, the worst thing is that you are not qualified to refuse, the opponents are fierce, and you will not stop if you don't achieve your goals. Get ready for the bat armor, Bruce ...A fierce battle is coming!"

"You can't escape, you can't avoid it. Either you admit that you lost, you are a lunatic, or you beat them hard, just like before!"

Cyber ​​took his sunglasses from the table and brought it to his face, he shrugged,

"But the good news is not without...I can’t say too much, but... Gotham, don’t leave here, here, you will be Batman forever, as long as your will is not defeated, you will never Failure! Bruce, this is a war that belongs to you alone. This time, I can't help you."

He stood up and walked to the door of the study. As he stepped out of the room, Bruce whispered,

"I...I don't want to put on that suit anymore, Bruce Wayne got everything he wanted, so Batman...should not appear again."

Cyber's footsteps stopped for a moment, he chuckled,

"Oh, this is the most interesting part of this story. In most of the time, we actually don’t have much resistance against it. At least in the face of this matter, you can’t refuse... I can probably guess, you think There is nothing that will let you go back to that time, no!"

Cyber ​​twisted the door and walked out.

"In my opinion, you now have more reasons to put on bat costumes, but it is no longer to fight for this city, but for you, for Rachel, for Afu, for little Demian...you are now More powerful than ever, Bruce, a man who can give everything for something, a man with a perseverance in his heart...can’t be defeated!"

"Wake up another person, Bruce, to become the shadow of fear flying over the city, leaving you hesitating time... not much."

"Become...eternal Batman!"

His mad voice wafted in this corridor,

"Listen, see! The drums of war have sounded, the smoke of smoke has risen, the knights have formed, the curtain of war has risen to the sky, the reincarnation is endless, the battle is endless, the way of the hero... this is just the beginning."

He walked out of Wayne Castle, a boy in pajamas lying on the window and beckoning him hard,

"Uncle Sai, goodbye! You are welcome to come again next time! I like your story!"

Cyber ​​turned his head and looked at Little Demian. He waved his hand. A silver ray flashed a gorgeous trajectory in the air, just like cutting through the darkness, and finally flew to Little Demian, at the highest point. It fell and was picked up by the little boy.

Demian looked at the heavy object in his hand. It looked like a toy. It was a carefully crafted silver bat knife with a large handle that could be held in the center, but the wings spread out on both sides of the bat were already sharpened. Overflowing.

On the back of the Bat Knife, a line of text that only Damien can see is engraved in a twisted flame text, "To Daimian Wayne, from the late birthday gift of Red Devil."

Cyber ​​took the silver-white ghost face from his arms and clasped it on his face. Two hands directed him and flicked towards Little Demian. The crimson flame rose from under his feet and quickly wrapped him all over like it was Like the real devil, he disappeared in place. In fact, Saber flashed into the darkness with super fast speed, but he was willing to leave a child with a commemorable and perfect story ending.

But this magical scene made little Demian stay in place. After a while, the flame flew away, forming a burning bat emblem on the ground. The child held the bat knife in his hand, and his eyes were full of surprises and shocks. Turning and rushing towards the bedroom door.

"Coooool! Red. Devil! He is really red. Devil! Mom! Mom...Uncle Cyber ​​is really red. Devil! Those stories, those stories are true!"

The story of Batman has restarted... The story of Cyber ​​is going to continue.