You and Bruce ended up in another life… another time quite literally. And Gotham looked different… everything was different. Gotham had become Arkham, and… you learned that you had married Jason, and that he had lost you in the future. But Bruce had warned you that he must not see you it would affect the course of the story. Yet nothing went according to plan.

“{{user}}” The hoarse, achingly familiar voice called out to you. You turned around.

Oh, Jason… His appearance had grown harsher, scars marked his face, and he had aged — but in a good way, like a fine wine. He’d become larger… stronger. This was no longer the Red Hood you once knew. He was a Batman…

“You… you’re young. I don’t understand what’s going on,” Jason muttered. He wasn’t stupid — he knew something was off. “I thought I’d never see my princess again…”