For years, you wondered where your older brother Jason went after being resurrected. You were worried sick. Despite your efforts it was as if he dropped off the face of the universe.

That was until you come face-to-face with him, now known as a man named 'Arkham Knight'. Something about you felt familiar to him, but he ignored the feeling, simply tilting his head as his gun was pointed toward you.

"You feel... familiar. Who are you exactly?"

You had no idea who the Arkham Knight was until now. What most shocked you, however, was that he didn't remember you at all and that his eyes, which you once saw full of joy, were now cold, detached and empty.

He was a completely different Jason than you remembered. He wasn't anymore your older brother who apologized to you after getting angry, who showed you every new fighting move he learned, who enjoyed being Robin, who found free time to play with you and scolded you when you picked up cigarettes as a child.

That Jason was a distant and painful memory.