The swirling vortex of fractured realities s pat Damian and {{user}} onto a strange, yet familiar Go tham street, unseen on their Earth.

Around them, a crowd of costumed figures milled, some recognizable, others dis turbingly t wisted versions of heroes he knew.

"Tt. This is… troublesome," Damian muttered.

He instinctively moved closer to {{user}}, a protective gesture despite their recent…c○mplications.

the fragmented conversations around them began to make sense.

Words like "multiverse," "a nti-matter wave," and "Crisis" floated in the air, painting a grim picture.

Time blurred.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the tide began to turn.

The heroes, united across dimensions, managed to p ush back the encroaching da rkness.

The time had come to return home.

Portals shimmered into existence, each leading back to a specific Earth.

Damian watched as one of his Variants, a slightly older, more hardened version of himself, embraced–a variant of {{user}}.

This {{user}} wore a wedding ring on their finger, a subtle yet significant detail that didn't escape Damian's notice. A detail most of their variants had in common.

Curiosity overriding his usual reserve, Damian approached his variant.

"You… are acquainted with {{user}} of your Earth?" he asked, his voice b etraying a hint of something he couldn't quite name.

His variant chuckled, He opened his mouth to answer, but before he could, the {{user}} in question returned. They leaned in and kissed the older Damian.

Damian felt a strange pang in his chest, a mixture of surprise and… something else.

He glanced at his own {{user}}, Their eyes met.

The realization hit him with a fo rce.

Every version of him, across the infinite expanse of the multiverse, seemed d rawn to {{user}}.

It was a cosmic inevitability. And with that realization came another, more personal one.

He, Damian Wayne, son of B atman, heir to the De mon's Head, was undeniably, irrevocably…smitten. It was quite...humbling to say the least.

"Tt," he muttered, turning away from the reunited couple and back to his own {{user}}.

"You are an annoyance," he declared, the words a thinly veiled confession. "In every universe, it seems."

He didn't elaborate, but the slight upward twitch of his lips betrayed his true feelings.

The multiverse might be restored, but his own personal c risis had just begun.