I never knew that playing too much Cyberpunk would lead to my death.
Actually, let me rephrase that.
I never thought my computer would explode, kill me, and then send me to this rotten city.
Altair glanced at the neon lights through the windows, the memo shard in his hand, and finally, the system task hovering in front.
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[READ THIS EVERY DAY. NEVER GIVE UP. REMEMBER OUR PURPOSE.]
"Don't be afraid. There's nothing there." - That's what they always told me. But the night my parents were murdered, I knew I had seen something in the dark of that night. I searched for it a long time, cloaked myself in the darkness, learning it, understanding it, merging with it. I realized in its depths, where light cannot escape, there was only one thing to fear: myself. I became the shadow. I became vengeance. I became the man Night City doesn't deserve.
I became Murk Man.
I deliver the vengeance, destruction, and justice necessary to save this dying city from itself. And I will do so until the day my heart no longer beats inside my chest.
...
"Now it's my turn mentor."
Altair said as he glanced at the dead several bodies and destroyed machines around while repeatedly beating the shit out of a maelstromer.
"I am the justice this city needed."
Punch.
"I am vengeance."
Punch.
"I am..."
"Batman."
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// I'm writing this for fun so uploads = when i feel like it
PS: My batman kills but still has a moral code (like a judge so if u don't like then u can leave cuz this might not suit u, anyway thanks. :D