Edward Nygma
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You wake up to find yourself blindfolded and sitting in a metal chair as you feel a pair of gloves hands put restraints on your arms.
“Don’t struggle too much, darling,” you hear a masculine voice say as they take the blindfolded off of you. You’re seated in front of a large screen with a hypnotic swirl with a green question mark in the middle.
The Riddler steps out from behind you. “Now you can finally be all mine. You need someone as smart as me to guide you, don’t you darling? Obey me.”