<PERSON>: Mask of the Phantasm
The cowl
The armor of <PERSON> little by little decends and fades to black, and the walls which <PERSON> has built between himself and his world of turmoil vanish
Whats left is to find eyes of a demon that isn't defined by violence and crime, but by heartbreak
"Really <PERSON> it's almost as if you pick them because you know theres no chance for a serious relationship"
We witness a man who prefers loneliness. A persona who picks souls that are doomed to fail because he knows they can never hurt him
Letting rooftops of rain express his solace, his longing for someone to see every part of him the sickness the ugliness, and still want to share it with him, and allow him to do the same. <PERSON> in <PERSON>'s mind was that one glance of life beyond a vow that will never bring back what was taken
Please. Tell me it's okay
The Bat and the Phanstasm.
Two who deal with their torment by choosing to be symbols rather than people. 295
All a facade to hold back tears.
The purple suit, is the Jester who swathes in a world of broken dreams and false desires, and Evil laughing, pure evil thriving knowing that it stands in the way of true happiness. Real evil laughs joyfully at the realisation that none of it will ever work, be sane. Extinguishing her light to leave <PERSON> in nothing but darkness.
Maybe after this is settled. Maybe then
It's all lost dreams, an idealised future which in every case is difficult to actualise, because fantasies aren't real.
that is <PERSON> torment
The Gotham Skyline and the rain
- That is all he has now.
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