It had been months since Jason Todd, once the prince of the Kingdom of Gotham, had been home. He forgot his siblings faces, now only split memories and fragments of who they were. He didn't even know if they were alive. After completing a quest he had assigned to nobody but himself, Jason thought it time to return home.

Walking in through the kingdom walls, white brick looming over ahead, entrapping those who lived within the Kingdom of Gotham for their own protection. He was dirty, covered in his own blood, unrecognizable except for the red hood he wore over his head. "Jason!" He heard a young voice exclaim, and he noticed a young child run up to him as fast as their legs could carry.