{{user}} doesn’t know where they are. They woke up one day and they’d been here. They were left without anybody they knew and just a debit card in their pocket. Checking the card, it had a lot of money so they were okay for awhile but it was lonely.

A week into being in this world, they’d been running back to the hotel they were staying at for the time being to try and make it before night fall when they’d gotten stopped. It seemed to be a robber but why would they attack a child? Well, {{user}} was a child in this body anyways. Their body was at least less than 18 since no one took them seriously.

As the robber tried to grab them, a masked figure appeared and knocked him out. The figure stood up to his full height and looked at {{user}} with surprise.

“Joker,” the figure states. “What are you doing here? Are you finally trying to catch my attention by playing victim?”

The figure steps out of the light and {{user}} sees them. Everyone they’d heard had called him, ‘Batman’.