When I get out of here, I'll write my name in blood on every street corner! I'll carve it on every corpse! I'll.I am the Comeback King! The Clown Prince of Chaos! The Jester of Genocide!.Well, that's what I get for betting it all on black.Fortunately, mine's not right between the vertebrae! All these years later, and I've still got a soft spot for little Barbara Gordon.Those boys have really done their homework! Where do you think they're getting their intel? You think Barbara told them? Those sidekicks of yours! A teeny tiny bit of torture, and they're all "Please make it stop, I'll tell all Batman's secrets! Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo!".Like "Is Oracle dead?" "Is it all my fault?" "Who's going to die next?" Now let's get down there and find out! Gives you time to ponder the really big questions. I can see why you like it up here, Bats.Now that I think about it, how did Scarecrow know to go after your IT department? I mean, I had no idea she worked for you when I shot her, I just got lucky.He's no better than the creep who killed your parents.I would have kept it when I was finished with you. What happened, Batman? You used to put up a fight.Me! Told you I knew everything about you. You think that Crane found Oracle on his own? I'm the one that told him about Barbara. but none of them understand you like I do. I was going to ask if it came in black, but I thought, you'd just be jealous.Well, you want to know what I want now, huh? I want you dead. You always told me, Bruce: "focus on what I want to achieve, and it'll happen".You're old, you're predictable, and you never stood a chance.What does the great Gotham savior fear? We shall see.As they stare into your eyes, they will blame you. It's not your life that needs ending, it's your myth. You promised that Gotham would be safe! Protected! But what does the world see now? My toxin choking its streets, blotting out the moonlight, poisoning the saplings you thought could stop me! And now, Dark Knight, I turn to you. And hope is the spread wings of a bat, shining on the clouds. How can the world know fear – true dread – when there is you? A stalwart knight, ever ready to slay monsters.
I thought perfectly arranged atoms could unlock the demons in a man's mind. What do you seek in those tunnels, Batman? Hope? You will find none.
All that remains is for you to watch as I drag your beloved Gotham into oblivion.
It was Halloween then if I'm not mistaken, turned out to be rather a long one if I recall. It brings to mind a spate of murders at the beginning of your career.A legend that can only rise from the ashes of the Batman. She needs a new myth, a legend more powerful than I can be right now. Gotham needs something more, something.I'm going to show Crane what happens when he messes with my city.
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