This couldn’t get worse.
First I find out the clown’s loose, then I’m stopped from killing him by the man I thought of as my father, then the man fucking throws a Batarang at my neck, then I’m blown up.
If the Batman wanted the Joker to kill me again, he should have just said it. But no, that’s not how the man works. He had to act, and thus he
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