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Paring: Bruce Wayne x f!reader, Batman x f!reader Warnings: rating T+/M, blood and gore, violence, strong language, themes of depression Summary: This was supposed to be a new beginning, the beginning of a bright future. The new chapter of your life. How quickly all your plans and dreams turned into disappointment. Can you build a future in the city converted in darkness even during the day? How will one random meeting impact you and change your life forever? Word count: 6.5k Note: Gifs are not mine, credit to the authors.

As Bruce Wayne walked cautiously through the crime scene his mind couldn't stop humming a song he heard a few days. Its lyrics so fittingly described what his eyes were currently observing. Blood was everywhere, splattered on the wall, on the floor, turned a brownish-black color which indicated that the murder had been committed at least a few hours ago. "Murder," he repeated the word in his head for his mind couldn't find any other rational explanation for the image that froze even his blood in his veins.

"Have we gone too far? Have we lost our minds?" hummed his mind again as he approached the body of one of the victims to inspect it closely. "Male, mid-thirties. Precipitation spots, on arms, face and neckline…cause of death…." he began to analyze the corpse, "bulging veins, scratched eyes, blood under fingernails…" he picked up the victim's hand analyze closely, "...nails broken, as if from scratching..." he noted and gently lowered it back. Although the stench of rot was beginning to signal progressive decomposition, he moved even closer to the body and stretched the torn skin around the eye socket. With one hand, he reached into a pocket hidden in his belt and extracted small pliers, "nail fragments in the eye sockets, stuck deep under the lower eyelid, or what's left of it..." he noted in his head while looking at the small nail fragments he extracted from a scratched hole. "Have we lost our minds?" his mind hummed again, "he did it to himself...." He reached into his belt again and took out two vials. In one he placed a nail, in the other a sample of clotted blood, "...analyze for toxins..." he noted in his mind again. He moved away from the corpse and surveyed the room. The small room, a small apartment, presented before him a picture of poverty and decline. Many apartments in Narrows presented a similar level of disorder and neglect. And yet, despite the mess, the modest décor, the few pieces of furniture, it wasn't quite one of the denes he had seen so often. On a modest dresser, he saw arranged family pictures, wedding photos, photos from a child's first birthday, from a vacation, from a basketball game, pictures of a family that no longer existed. "Have we lost our minds?" he asked himself again as he walked a few heavy steps through the apartment and approached the woman's body. "A woman, mid-thirties. The body has passed into the rotting stage. The death occurred yesterday, time unknown..." he assessed, and despite the strong biting stench of methane and ammonia, he got closer to the body to inspect it more carefully. The smells used to bring him nausea, but over the years he had grown accustomed to them, "mouth annealed, burned as if with acid…" he carefully parted the woman's jaw, the flesh crumbled in his gloved hands, "mouth and throat scorched…" he swept his eyes over the floor in search of another clue. The mug lay not much farther away, its edges clearly marked with traces of blood, and yet he scanned further eventually stopping, at the bottle of bleach, the remnants of which spilled wetly across the floor. "Cause of death… The woman drank the solvent." He once again drew a small amount of blood for analysis to rule out the presence of other toxins then moved on to the last victim. He crouched down beside a small boy's body, "boy, age between thirteen and fifteen, the body has progressed to the rotting stage…" he assessed again, "cause of death, solvent consumption." He didn't have to analyze the frail young body any longer. The marks on his mouth and face were exactly the same as those on his mother's. He only looked at his hands; there was no sign of struggle on them. Just as there were no signs of struggle on the woman's body.

He stepped away from the corpse and examined carefully the room once more. He swept his eyes over the death and tragedy, swept his eyes over the lives that had been lost, the dreams that had been killed. "Perhaps the boy dreamed of becoming a basketball player? Perhaps he had talent, would have broken out of poverty, helped his family. Perhaps he would have led a happy life," he couldn't help but wonder. "The woman had to feed her son with bleach, then drank it herself. The man came home and at the sight of them scratched his eyes out," he concluded, "Have we lost our minds?"

As he left the crime scene, he heard the oncoming police cars' sirens in the distance. As he rose above the ground he saw Commissioner Gordon's head raised up high, eyes staring into the gaps between the buildings in search of a familiar shape. But the night was dark, the sky covered with thick black clouds effectively masked his figure hidden in the darkness. No one was able to see the black shape rising and falling between the buildings. No one was able to see the movement of his cape flapping in the wind like a shadow of the night itself. No one was able to see Bruce Wayne. He was one with the night. He was the Night. He was Batman.

***

"I'd like you to tell me what brings you here," the doctor sat comfortably in his chair and looked at you from above his glasses. His green eyes flashed with curiosity. He placed a notebook on his lap and a small recorder on the table next to him then pressed record and looked at you meaningfully as if encouraging you to speak.

"I don't know…" you began hesitantly, "I've been wondering for a long time if I should even come here," you tried not to show your anxiety and yet your hands fiddled nervously with the waistband you had tied your dress with. You knew the doctor could see this, you knew it was a sign of nervousness, and yet every time you stopped consciously controlling your movements your hands unwittingly began to wrap the belt around your fingers.

"And yet here you are," the doctor continued, "yet despite your reluctance, you chose to come here. So please tell me what's bothering you," he encouraged, "I'd like to make a preliminary assessment so it's important that you speak honestly."

"I don't know where to start," you smiled wearily.

"It's best to start from the beginning."

"We don't have that much time, believe me!" you quipped, "What kind of evaluation do you have in mind?" you asked.

"As a doctor, I have to assess whether therapy is the right form of treatment for you," he explained, "The first few meetings will serve as a familiarization. This is not therapy yet. I would like you to tell me about yourself, about your problems, the more the better. After a few meetings, I will assess whether therapy is advisable in your case, or whether another solution should be recommended." You liked his voice, low, soft, he spoke as if in a half whisper forcing you to focus your attention on his every word.

"I get it," you replied and fell silent for a moment, "Fuck, I don't know what tempted me to come here," you said more to yourself, "I can curse right?" you asked slightly embarrassed.

"If it's going to help you express your thoughts and feelings freely I have no objections," he answered.

"Gee, I've been thinking for a while now that maybe I should go to therapy," you began, "but somehow I procrastinated. Because as I mentioned before, I don't think it's the right place for me," you raised your eyes at him and he just kept observing, "Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't believe in the relevance of therapy, I know it helps a lot of people. However, I don't believe its relevance in my case."

"Why is that?"

"Because…" you searched for the right words in your mind, "because it's not that I don't know what's wrong with me. I know exactly what happened to me, I'm consciously aware of it, I don't run away from this awareness in any way. I don't repress it. Sometimes I think maybe I'm depressed, but moments later I explain to myself that I'm just having a worse day and I need to get on with my life and stop bitching. But on the other hand, I'm aware that maybe things aren't as good with me as I'd like them to be," even though your nerves were rushing wild, you kept the tone of your voice under control. Poker face, a slightly sassy smile, you did not flee with your gaze from the doctor, on the contrary, you looked him straight in the eye.

"How does it manifest itself?" the doctor inquired.

"Hmm…" a million thoughts ran through your head as you tried to choose the right one, "I used to have periods of mostly good moods that lasted much longer," you finally decided, "a few weeks of good moods to a week or two of feeling down. Lately, I feel that these stages have definitely shortened. They are more one-to-one. One week of good mood for one week of miserable mood. Just to be clear, it's not that I'm sitting and crying to my pillow!" you stated wryly, "It's not even that I'm sad. It's just that I'm so…meh."

"Meh?" the doctor's eyebrow arched questioningly.

"Well, meh," you laughed quietly, "simply meh. Complete indifference. I'm walking home and I hear sirens and I think to myself that if I got shot, nothing would actually happen. I'm driving my car on a rainy night and I think to myself that basically if I crashed, nothing would happen. I saw recently on the news that some lunatic name Joker poisoned people with some kind of toxin and they died of laughter, and I thought that it would be kinda cool actually, at least I would have some laughs before I died. Oh, that kind of meh." As you explained you were smiling the whole time. You didn't feel sad, you didn't feel ashamed, sometimes your black intrusive thoughts even amused you.

"Do you have suicidal thoughts?" the doctor asked.

"No!" you denied immediately, "Just so we are clear, I don't want to kill myself! Only if I died then, really, nothing would happen."

"And what about your family?"

"The dead are unlikely to express an opinion," you chuckled, "I have no family. I'm just me," you replied in a more serious tone.

"Boyfriend, partner, girlfriend?"

"I haven't had much time or desire for relationships lately," you explained amused, "between the death of my father and mother I've rather had no time to think about dating."

"I can see that you are amused by this subject," the doctor noted with a curious glare in his green eyes.

"Black humor, sarcasm and irony are the defense mechanism of intelligent people," you replied with a smirk, "or the very fucked up ones," you exhaled with even more amusement, "I realize I probably sound like I've lost all my mind but that's not the case. I just don't see the point in sitting and dwelling on subjects over which I have no control. I'm alive, I'm functioning normally, I'm taking on new challenges, a new job, things are moving along. It's fine!"

"And yet you came here…" the doctor's half-whisper forced you to reflect again, "Why?"

"Probably out of fear…." you replied and the mask of confidence broke slightly, "Because you see, my grandmother suffered from depression. For years. There were periods in her life when she couldn't function at all. All day long she would sit and stare at the wall with empty eyes and cry, nothing but crying. And every time I asked her why she was crying, I tried to shake her out of it somehow she just answered that she was so sad," your fingers started wrapping the waistband of your dress again, "there were times that she was in such a severe state that she had to be locked in the isolated psychiatric ward. She died alone…in her own apartment. And I'm sure she cried the day before…." you paused for a moment and gazed at the doctor. In your eyes, he was far too young to have the title of professor, and yet, he was the best psychiatrist in town, "I know what happened to me, and I'm afraid of it. But...I am afraid that if I don't get my head in order I'll end up like my grandmother. Consumed by my misery, crying, dying alone…."

"Fear is a strong trigger, one of the strongest that a person can experience. Fear drives our actions, sometimes it compels us to proceed, sometimes it paralyzes us..." the green eyes shone again, "I would like to continue the subject of your fear at the next meeting," he reached for the recorder and pressed stop, "unfortunately our time today has come to an end."

You glanced at your watch and were surprised that the hour had passed so quickly. Although coming here you didn't think you would be able to talk about your problems at all, the doctor's calm presence made you feel relaxed, made you feel that since you were already here and you were paying him for every minute, you might as well talk.

"Next week at the same time?" you asked, getting up from the sofa and extending your hand to him.

"I've already put you on the calendar," he shook your hand and smiled faintly.

"Thank you, Professor Crane. See you next week."

***

It's only been a month since you arrived in Gotham. A month of assimilation in a city you had never planned to live in. You knew that the day you first laid eyes on the city would remain unforgettable, you knew you would never forget that first impression when you discovered how different Gotham turned out to be compared to Metropolis, in which you wanted to build your future. In Metropolis, everything seemed possible. The bright sun reflected joyfully in the glass-encased skyscrapers, peeked through windows into houses, lit up parks and alleys, made drivers lower their car windows to enjoy the crisp air. Metropolis was a beautiful city, a true city of the future. Clean, well-maintained, modern, it promised a new beginning, it promised a bright future. How excited you were when you stood in front of a building so tall that it seemed to touch the sky itself, brighter than all those around it, with a giant glowing LexCorp at the very top of it. How confident you were as you admired its majesty, wondering on which floor you would get to work. What a thrill of excitement ran down your spine as you took one last look at your reflection in the tinted window of the black Rolls-Royce parked outside the building without even noticing the presence of the driver and passenger. This was supposed to be a new dawn, the beginning of a bright future.

How quickly all your plans and dreams turned into disappointment. The position of engineer at Luthor Technologies, a branch of LexCorp, didn't seem so important that the CEO himself had to conduct the interview. And yet, after picking up your badge, and signing in the guest book, you were escorted to the forty-ninth floor where you were greeted by Lex Luthor himself. Your knees buckled as he introduced himself and shook your hand. As you tried to rationalize the situation you found yourself in, you thought for a moment that perhaps it was a joke, perhaps it was a test. However, Lex quickly made you realize that he was taking this recruitment extremely seriously. His appearance, the tone of his voice, his posture, left no room for doubt...everything about him said "power". The power that manifested through a perfectly stoic face, a masterfully poised tone of voice, a superbly tailored suit. An authority that would not sit on the opposite side of the table but would stand with his hands folded behind his back watching the city unfold outside the window. The authority that only occasionally glanced at you when you were trying to answer all the questions. An authority that made you feel so very uncomfortable. You couldn't tell whether it was the tone of his voice, or the strange mannerism in his speech, or the way he accented certain words, or the way his eyes landed on you time and again, a glance that was so very uncomfortable. The LexCorp CEO was smiling, one could even get the impression that he was charming, but in your eyes, it was the smile of a predator gazing greedily at his new prey. There was nothing genuine about him, for the elegance he displayed was built on a majestic ego and a sense of superiority. You couldn't tell why, but that's how you perceived him. You couldn't tell why, but minute by minute you wanted nothing more than to escape the situation you found yourself in.

"I own Metropolis," he said while staring at the view outside the window, "My technology built it, my will keeps it going, and nearly two-thirds of its people work for me whether they know it or not. I've seen your resume, and I know you would be an invaluable asset to my company. I want you to work for me, with your knowledge and skills we could enter a new era. Why limit myself to just one city?" you recalled him turning in your direction and throwing a dangerously charming smile, "The wage doesn't matter."

This could have been the job of your dreams, the wage he offered you would have allowed you to realize all your dreams. And yet, that feeling, like a cold shiver dancing down your spine, alerting all your senses, told you that you shouldn't be here.

Lex gave you two days to think about his offer. But the moment he shook your hand goodbye you knew that for no money in the world would you work for such a man.

"Maybe it's better that people never get to know the heads of their companies," you thought as you turned down Grand Avenue.

As soon as you exchanged the last courtesies required by the social circumstances you found yourself in, you ran out of the LexCorp building faster than was acceptable. You didn't care. You didn't care about the surprised glances of the receptionists, the polite "have a nice day," your dry reply, the man you bumped into as you ran out onto the boardwalk in front of the building as if in desperate need of fresh air.

"Excuse me," he said, stopping in mid-step but you paid no attention to his kind smile and warm voice. You wanted to get as far away from LexCorp as possible.

And yet you never thought you'd run all the way to Gotham. As you walked through the crowded streets of the city, you couldn't help but wonder if this was to be your new beginning. Gotham was beautiful, there was no doubt about it. The breathtaking architecture made you want to stop and admire the buildings at every moment. The city was inviting with its wide streets, stunning bridges connecting islands, skyscrapers reaching the heavens, it was lighting up faces with countless lights, with the glow of billboards. And yet you only had to stop for a moment to see its hidden eerie beauty. It seemed that in every street something dark was lurking, something dangerous. It was as if the city every day of every season was suspended two minutes before midnight on a November night. The skyscrapers reached high, but instead of inspiring awe, they seemed to suffocate what was at their base. Decaying buildings adorned with arches and spirals, smaller houses from whose rooftops spooky gothic gargoyles looked down, all seemed to mock your admiration. The city lights, the brightness of billboards illuminated the night, not to bring a delight of color and vibrant life, but to reveal gothic churches where people's faith had not hosted for a long time. Everywhere you looked modernity collided with an era long forgotten. Seemingly inviting places hid something sinister. An ordinary park, was not an ordinary park at all, it was a maze of trees and sculptures worn down by time, destroyed by human malice. The ordinary street hid signs of fear and terror. Your focused eyes caught every discrepancy, every HA HA HA painted on the wall, every monster lives in the sewers, every anarchy symbol, every question mark painted in green on the walls. Gotham was beautiful, but it was also fallen, destroyed, rotten from the inside. Danger lurked in the mists, death lurked in the dark streets, and the shadows, shadows seemed to have eyes, shadows seemed to be watching.

"And I could have lived in Metropolis…" you thought as you stopped in front of the entrance to Wayne Enterprises. You raised your head high towards the top, trying to encompass the size of the building in which you were about to start your work.

"Wayne Enterprises…" you sighed in disbelief and smiled at the memory of the day the job offer arrived in your email. A week after an unpleasant experience at LexCorp you found yourself being interviewed at yet another giant corporation, and two weeks later you signed a contract for an engineering position at WayneTech.

"Who would have thought…," you mused while admiring the architecture of the beautiful building, "WayneTech holy fuck..." it was hard not to stare at the beauty of modernity mixed with the classics of yesteryear. In all shades of gray, it appeared majestic, and yet it did not overwhelm with its presence. The giant stylized W stood out against the tower but compared to the LexCorp building, it didn't scream "power," rather it subtly asserted its presence. At the very top of the tower, barely visible from the sidewalk, thirteen gargoyles looked over each of the 13 roads into Gotham as if guarding their entrance. "I wonder if there are cameras installed in them…"

"Beautiful isn't it?" you heard a male voice next to you.

"Yes, truly stunning. It's hard not to stop and admire. As with most buildings in Gotham," you replied without taking your eyes off the tower.

"At the top of it is an observation deck from which you can see the entire city. The view is unforgettable."

"I'll have to stay longer after work one day and check it out," you replied more to yourself.

"You work here?" the man asked.

"I'm starting," you replied shortly, "Who puts gargoyles on top of the tower?!"

"The tower was built in 1888 at the behest of Alan Wayne, based on designs by Cyrus Pinkney," the man replied, "You're new to Gotham," he added after a moment more by statement than a question, causing you to finally tear your gaze away from the tower and look at the stranger.

"Is it that obvious?" you laughed slightly embarrassed, and the man only smiled kindly. His smile was so warm and yet so devilishly charming that it momentarily brought a blush to your face. Tall, athletic, handsome, he was dressed in a sleek black turtleneck and a dark brown jacket. You immediately decided that you had never seen a man look so good in a turtleneck. His intensely blue eyes smiled at you as his perfectly black hair glistened with drops of evening dew.

"Most Gothamites know the history of the building and its founders," he replied kindly.

"Well, guilty!" you laughed, "I moved to Gotham a month ago," you explained.

"Why? If you don't mind me asking," blue eyes shone questioningly.

"For work," you replied, "I was offered a job at Wayne Enterprises. An offer that it would be foolish to turn down."

"That good of an offer?" he smirked.

"Definitely better than the competition," you replied, "I just hope the CEO isn't an asshole like the CEO of LexCorp," you added under your breath and yet the man heard the muttered sentence.

"Did you apply to LexCorp?" he asked curiously.

"I applied to most of the big tech companies. LexCorp, Stagg Industries, Queen Industries, and Wayne Enterprises," you replied but also your curiosity grew, " sorry, you work in the field?" you asked as you glanced at the building.

"Yes, we will be working in the same building," he replied with a smirk, "I don't want to be nosey, but why did you call Luthor an asshole?"

"Because he is one!" you chuckled without hesitation, "long story, maybe I'll tell you one day. The building seems huge, but you will probably find me somewhere looking at yet another piece of architecture. It's getting late, I was heading home."

"Let me walk you to your car," he offered and turned toward the building.

"No need," you stopped him, "I live nearby, in Kingston. I was planning to walk and admire Gotham's other architectural sights."

"I don't want to spoil your pleasant evening but Gotham is not very safe for evening walks," he became suddenly serious, "let me call you a cab."

"Come on! A city like any other. Crime is everywhere," you brushed off.

"It's obvious that you're new here," he quipped, "in that case let me walk you home. It wouldn't be good to start a new job with sick leave, don't you think?" there was something so charming in the way he looked at you that you couldn't find the strength to refuse him.

"If you insist," you agreed.

"I insist," he smirked, "otherwise I'll spend the whole evening wondering if that reckless girl made home safely, or if admiring the architecture brought her harm."

"For sure!" you laughed and began walking towards your home while the stranger followed, "cool, at least you'll have a chance to tell me a bit more about Gotham. Something tells me that, unlike me, you've lived here all your life," you glanced at him discreetly when he changed sides situating himself on your left, closer to the street. "Gentleman, and here I was thinking that such men no longer exist."

"A native Gothamite," he confirmed, "Gotham has been my home since birth, except for the few years I spent traveling."

"Work?" you asked.

"Education."

"Ah, an intellectual!" you grinned.

"Not that I'm picking on you, but you were the one admiring the city's architecture a moment ago," he smirked.

"Because there's so much to admire! Gotham is so beautiful!" you swept your eyes over the buildings around you and stopped for a moment, "Look at Wayne Tower from afar," you turned around toward the building, "What a perfect example of the Art Deco style! A building that by its very design speaks elegance and class, prosperity and sophistication," the man stood beside you and out of the corner of your eye you could see that his eyes kept shifting from the building back to you, "Straight lines, clean shapes, sharp angles, chevrons, elegant gray mixed with a touch of jade," you continued, "and yet at the very top of it sit thirteen gargoyles, what a strange touch of Gothic. Just like this building," you turned toward the building next to you, "it's destroyed and devastated, you can see that it's been worn down by time, and yet if you look closely you can see the remnants of its flying buttresses, its pointed arches, by day you could probably see the remains of the rich ornamentation carved on the walls, and I bet inside you'd see ribbed vaults," you pointed with your hand to the various elements, "and of course those gargoyles again. Creepy, yet so beautiful."

"Yes, Gotham is beautiful…" he admitted quietly.

"It's creepy," you added, "but beautiful."

"Have you studied art?" he asked.

"No. It just fascinates me. Art and the history behind it fascinates me," you replied, "it fascinates me how such beauty can fall so much, how it can become so broken."

"The reign of power, corruption, crime…" he listed while his face took on a somber look.

"Like in any city…"

"Believe me, not like in any other city," he stated grimly.

"And yet you live here," you smiled at him.

"This is my home."

"I left mine, what's the problem?"

"And you moved here," this time he smirked.

"Hey, I already told you! It would be foolish of me to reject the job offer from Wayne Enterprises!" you replied and began walking towards home as he once more took a place on your left. Despite the fact that he outweighed you by more than a head, he kindly matched his pace of step with yours.

"Why Wayne Enterprises?" he asked, "aside from the working conditions."

"I like the company's principles and the innovation it brings to the market. In today's world driven only by consumption and trends and the never-ending lust for money, Wayne Enterprises seems to adhere to the old principles," you replied, "I don't know, call me a naive idealist, but I want to believe that in this vicious rotten world there are still people who care about the well being of others," a trace of cynicism tinged your smile. The stranger did not respond, he only smiled, a warm sincere smile as if such a measure of naiveté was something he could identify with, "Looking at what WayneTech has done for this city, what it has done for people, what technologies it has introduced, how much it improves people's lives day by day, how could I not want to be part of such a company."

"It is nice to hear that," there was no trace of mockery in his voice.

"Yes, I know, the newbie idealizes the company, while the old guard mock!" you teased.

"Not at all," he denied immediately.

"Gee, I don't think that's naiveté on my part!" you continued, "Looking at the company's actions I think that this Wayne guy must be a good CEO and have his moral backbone in place."

"Where did that opinion come from?" he asked, and for a moment you were convinced that slight amusement flashed in his eyes.

"Because they don't get into the weapons business," you replied, "It's a giant market! And you know, technology and weapons go hand in hand. Money and weapons even more so! WayneTech could really revolutionize the gun market! Yet the company is standing firm on the matter, and staying away, gaining its place in the market by other means, when their competitors are pulling easy money from guns. Like LexCorp," she flinched, "I respect this approach!"

"Employees rarely care what kind of technology a company creates."

"I do! I'm an engineer! I don't want my knowledge to contribute to tools that can be used for destruction!" you furrowed your brow angrily, "Every scientist, every engineer should think about their contribution to the world. Maybe if someone like Oppenheimer had given it some thought beforehand, the atomic bomb wouldn't still exist today."

"I think you'll enjoy working at WayneTech," a genuine smile came to his face once again. You averted your eyes, trying to maintain control and not stare at that handsome face and perfect jawline.

"Do you also work at WayneTech or in another department?" you asked stubbornly staring at the street in front of you.

"In another division, but I often venture over to WayneTech," he replied, "You seem to have quite strong opinions on many subjects. Technology, economics, history, Lex Luthor…"

"Oh, don't even let me get started!!!" you raised your voice, "Have you ever had a chance to meet him! What a creepy guy!!"

"Did you meet him?"

"For some reason, he decided that he would personally interview me! Can you imagine!" the outrage on your face was only lightened by an amused tone of voice, "In my entire life I have never met someone who gave me the creeps like him! Fucking creep..."

"The tabloids are writing something different. One of the most influential people in the world."

"The tabloids can write that he has a Nobel peace prize and a pink unicorn in the basement for all I care!" the stranger chuckled amused, "If you ask me, he's a creep, period! I don't know, I can't describe it in words. There was something about him that sent chills down my spine."

"I dread to ask what you think of the CEO of Wayne Enterprises, leaving aside the bit about a strong moral spine," the corner of his mouth twitched in a barely visible smile.

"I haven't had a chance to meet him," you shrugged, "I read some interview with him once, in GQ I think. I saw some pictures from some gala or something. Handsome, he always has some chick by his side but who can blame him. After all, they call him the Prince of Gotham."

"So you read the tabloids, after all," he teased.

"No, I don't! But like everyone else I sometimes fall victim of boredom," you countered and stopped in front of one of the buildings, "This is where I live."

"Gargoyles guard your building as well," he pointed with his hand to the top level.

"True," you admitted with a smirk, "Damn, sorry if I let you down, but I don't have any hot take on the CEO of our company. I don't follow celebrity gossip, I don't give a flying fuck about what obscenely rich people do with their obscenely massive fortunes. I prefer a good book or a good movie. His presence on social media is non-existent…" you held the thought upon seeing the amused face, "fine, don't judge! I checked!" you laughed.

"I'm not judging!" he chuckled, yet behind his amused look was something you couldn't decipher.

"Anyway, on Twitter, I follow writers, filmmakers and musicians not rich playboys and billionaires. What do I care about their empty two-dimensional lives perfectly presented like an Instagram ad."

"Just a moment ago you said you liked how he runs his company," he paraphrased your words.

"Well, because I do. But damn, I don't have to be interested in his private life and what kind of person he is outside of work. I'm interested in Tesla but I'm not interested in what Elon Musk does with his wealth, why should he wallow in it!" you countered, "after all, the guy doesn't sit day and night at work! When I meet him I'll tell you what he's like," you smiled brightly, "although after meeting Luthor I'm somehow in no hurry," you added bitterly.

"Maybe it won't be so horrible," his blue eyes brightened.

"We'll see," you glanced at your watch and with surprise discovered that it was getting close to 11 pm, "Damn! I took way too much of your time!"

"I offered to walk you home. Besides, I really enjoyed talking with you," he smiled sincerely and the warmth of his smile left no shadow of a doubt that he was telling the truth. He reached into his pocket for his phone, " Excuse me, I left my car outside the office," he excused himself politely.

"Sure!" you politely waited for him to finish and put the phone back in his pocket, "It was nice talking to you, too. Really," you smiled charmingly, "I can't remember the last time I had such a nice walk."

"Why don't we do it again?" he proposed, "I haven't had a chance to tell you about Gotham."

"Because I talk too much!" you laughed.

"I really enjoyed it," he assured you.

"I'd love to take another walk with you," you agreed, "Holy shit! I didn't even introduce myself!!!" you exclaimed slightly embarrassed realizing that throughout the entire walk you didn't even learn his name, "Damn, sorry! I'm such an idiot," you extended your hand, "Y/N Y/L/N" you introduced yourself just in time to notice a black Rolls Royce emerging from around the corner.

"I didn't introduce myself either," he replied and took your hand. The grin disappeared from your face, the upbeat mood faded away, replaced by complete horror and embarrassment, "Bruce Wayne. It's a pleasure to meet you."

For moments you didn't know what to do. You stood there, stunned, with your hand locked in his, staring into his blue eyes while a blush of embarrassment mercilessly coated your face.

"You're fucking kidding me…" you finally whispered and Bruce only laughed, "Oh holy fuck…" you freed your hand from his grasp, "Oh holy fuck, what a fuckup…" your heart pounded in your chest, "Couldn't you have told me earlier!"

"I honestly thought you were pranking me," he tried to explain innocently.

"I wasn't!" you hoped you sounded sincere, "I'm pranking you…fuck, seriously!?" you snarled "Sorry! I mean, I am really sorry Mr. Wayne, I really didn't know, and I really wasn't making fun of you," you corrected yourself immediately, realizing that you were talking to your superior. What's more, with one of the most influential people in the world.

"It's Bruce," he corrected you gently, "I'm the one who should apologize. I could have said something earlier but I didn't want to spoil this delightful evening. I would have missed the chance to have such a lovely conversation…" the smile didn't disappear from his face, "Forgive me but I couldn't do it."

"I didn't mean anything bad by talking about disgustingly rich millionaires…" you were doing your best to control the tone of your voice and somehow save the remnants of your dignity.

"You meant it, you meant exactly what you said. But don't apologize, or don't feel embarrassed," his voice sounded warm and kind, "I meant what I said, I truly enjoyed myself tonight in your company," he assured, "and believe me, that's rare these days."

"Thank you for walking me home Mr. Wayne," you forced yourself to smile even though you really wanted to sink to the ground.

"It's Bruce," he corrected you again and extended his hand once more, "I'll see you soon."

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As he glided over the city, Bruce found himself smiling for the first time in a long time. Seemingly a random situation, an unassuming conversation between two completely random people, and yet it made the night seem somehow lighter, the moon shone as if somehow bigger, the stars in the sky shone as if brighter. As he rose and fell between the buildings, Bruce stopped for the first time in a long time and looked at the beauty of the city he had sworn to protect, which he had sworn to save from impending doom. For the first time in a long time, Bruce saw the beauty hidden beneath the surface of decay, a long-forgotten trace of a time in which people didn't have to be afraid, in which life prospered and flourished. A reality he so desperately wanted to restore, rekindle, bring back to light, just as this inconspicuous conversation with a random woman brought a smile to his tormented face.

"Perhaps we haven't lost our minds after all…"

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Chapter two: Curious people

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Author note: Hi! :) So here we are at the beginning of the new story. The first chapter of what I hope will be a lengthy series. A story about fears and hopes, a story about strength to fight our demons, a story about depression, a story about loss, a story about finding hope in the darkest of places.

For those of you who read my previous works, some themes might be reoccurring, but we write about what we know. Some of us, like me, write as a form of therapy, to help the tormented mind and maybe along the way bring some joy to others.

About the story itself: I don't know for how long I wanted to write Batman's story. I think the time has come. Quick disclaimer, it won't be based on any particular version of Bruce/Batman. I am a huge Batman fan! Huge! Since I can remember. Every portrayal brought something else to the character, and each tackled a different side of him. I love Pattinson Batman, I watched the movie five times. I love Bale Bruce, and I believe that Batman Begins is my favorite Batman movie. I watched all the Batman movies, all of them. I watched Batman The Animated Series so many times, and yes this is the most perfect Batman ever put to screen. I'm reading comics, I'm playing Arkham games once a year. I believe that Gotham TV Show is severely underrated! Yeah...I'm a fan :) So I am sorry but I cannot just go with one version. I'll be pulling from different sources, and different mediums, mixing and matching for the story I want to tell. I thought I should put it out there so people who are looking for any particular version of Batman wouldn't be disappointed.

To those who are up to it, hope you will enjoy the ride :)

If you want to be tagged, let me know :)

For now, my Dear Reader I thank you for reading.

[sallysavestheday]

Writing Year Wrapped (2023)

Thank you for the tag, @eilinelsghost!

3 Favorite Fics You've Written This Year

Beloved, Forsaken, Redeemed, my short Celegorm cycle. I am very pleased with each of the little bites that make up the whole, for imagery, characterization, and narrative arc. You love him, you hate him, you pity him, and you root for him in the end, even having seen him at his worst.

The paired fics In This, No Consolation and What Will Console You, in which Maedhros and Maglor find parenting challenging, first at Formenos in Nerdanel's absence, and then in caring for Elrond and Elros. These hurt, but they also comfort.

Examined Lives, in which Erestor and Pengolodh fall in love after Sailing and have to negotiate their respective understandings of history and truth. It's a very odd ship, but it works. I am quite fond of my Loremasters in Love.

And yes, it's cheating to slide in a fourth, but I have to mention my 2023 Tolkien Drabbles series, in which I fell in love with fixed-length stories and the challenge of fitting a whole world into 100 words. So much fun!!

3 Fics That Stretched You the Most

Tender Morsels. This is the first thing I've shared with a rating above T, but if you're going to do it, you may as well do it in style, right? Written for Silm Smut Week, it features Fingon/Maedhros figuring themselves out via cannibalism and sexy mutilation and carries the tag Is it really monsterfucking if it's Maedhros? It's oddly romantic, for all that. Thanks to @polutrope for convincing me to share it.

When All Other Lights Go Out. 5,336 words!! Let me repeat: 5,336 words! I usually hover between 400 and 1,000, so this was a big stretch. Written for TRSB, to accompany @grundyscribbling's gorgeous Feanorian nightlight, it's an epic (for me) look at love through the generations, in all its varieties and with all its consequences.

By Love Annealed. I don't write very many OCs, and this piece was both largely OC-focused AND about some tricky stuff. But I ended up loving my new friend Sorokendë and her relationship with Celebrimbor, in this remix of ultramarine by @welcomingdisaster.

3 Favorite Lines You've Written (loosely interpreting "lines")

For heartbreak, Maedhros and Maglor in Feanorians in Seventeen Kisses.

Maedhros rests his chin on Maglor’s head, watching the ocean, shivering and burning all at once. He murmurs something incomprehensible – it might be I’m sorry – and sighs. The sea surges, hungrily. Maglor doesn’t turn when the heat at his back changes. If he holds very still, he can almost keep feeling the last brush of his brother’s lips on his hair.

For angst, Fingolfin and Maglor in True North.

The banners ripple in the chill breeze off the lake as they stand toe to toe, second son and second son, frowning. They are anchorless, both of them, flung into the spinning skies with no fixed points to reach for, no greater stars to burn behind.

And for romance, the Glorthelion wedding from In Answering, An Answer Find.

Glorfindel cries out the praise he could not muster in the welter of the healing tent. He hears the fierce, bright music of Ecthelion’s reply. The bond sparks as their palms touch. Then they are burning, singing with it, leaping forward together, diving into the light.

3 Characters You Enjoyed Writing (that surprised you)

Turgon. This was my Year of Being Kinder to Turgon, after last year's portrayal of him as a history-whitewashing, Pengolodh-abusing kinslayer (ouch!). But this year I wrote him lovingly with Fingolfin in From the Heights, Such Light and Air, tenderly with Aredhel in None Shall Mark Thy Going, loving and furious with Fingon in A Bond That Shines and Burns, and being consoled by Elenwe in Mandos in Reckoning. Turgon! Multidimensional! Who knew?

Curufin. He was also an unexpected delight to explore, whether having a hard time letting go of Feanor in Borne Away Like Smoke, or having a hard time coming back to life in A Sea Change. I became very fond of the possibilities of him, actually.

Legolas' Mother. She is my first substantive OC, and I have had SUCH fun building her out. I first wrote her in A Mighty Shot in the Darkness, which is partly her love story with Thranduil and partly the story of Legolas drawing on her teaching to kill the Fell Beast. And she popped up again in These Soft Threads That Bind Us, newly home from Dagorlad and adjusting to life with only one arm and a curious child. She has a guest appearance in one of my seasonal exchange fics, too, which will be up at the end of this month (and which explains why I haven't named her).

3 Unexpected Inspirations

The Canadian government's vivid, lyrical description of the varieties of sea ice, which I used as a framing device for Ice Glossary (12 views of the crossing of the Helcaraxe, each linked to a type of ice).

Lawrence Oates' quietly suicidal farewell to his colleagues on the Scott Antarctic expedition, which I used along with the prompt "desperate valor" to drive I May Be Some Time, in which Maedhros departs to parley with Morgoth.

The poignant last line of Vincent Van Gogh's final, unfinished letter to his brother Theo, which along with @z-h-i-e's gorgeous painting Feanor's Art Therapy inspired Half-Foundered, in which Feanor is therapy-resistant, and expressing his inner struggles through art does not help.

3 WIPs You're Excited About in the Upcoming Year

Untitled Anaire/Fingolfin, full of rage and regret and maybe eventually reconciliation. It's almost done; I'll drop it on some dark day as winter lingers for maximum hurt.

The Sifted Light: Evranin smuggles Elwing and the Silmaril out of Doriath. Tolkien women, yay!

The Blue Line Between Sky and Water: a three-chapter Voronwe piece which is giving me fits but will be out there eventually. Spoiler: he drowns, three times.

3 People Tagged to Share Theirs

Tagging with zero pressure: @melestasflight @cuarthol @tathrin

[redsixwing]

Tell me about "The Worldbuilding Thing"

For the title meme!

The Worldbuilding Thing is a Dark Souls short fic collection, meant to explore Anor Londo at its height, after Gwyn's sacrifice but before the fading of the Flame. I talk about it a bit more here.

Here's a snippet in work:

Tolly raised the coals to working heat and dropped the scrap from the silver armor into a ready crucible. It would surrender to heat, if not to force. She could not watch, not with the flame as fierce and bright as it was, but she knew the time to anneal steel. That would do for a start. Outside, Anor Londo was waking up. Sandy and Rina dashed by, pursued by their father, all three laughing. She called and waved to all three, wishing them well in their day. Somewhere in the markets, a cock was crowing. The bakers would be in full swing. Passers-by began to look more alert, less exhausted, as the folk who supplied the market street gave way to those who came to shop. Her sand-glass was empty. Tolly took the crucible out with tongs and peered in. Uncoated before the fierce heat, its surface had gone to an even, sooty black. The edges had slumped, but the material was harder than ever.

[jitzlemonade]

https://jitzlemonade.tumblr.com/post/680118986796630016/unnamed THIS WAS SO GOOD!!!!!! can we please have a part 2

UNNAMED PART 2

Finally got the inspiration to finish Unnamed Part 2 yay, but its more of a Zhongli's POV :D. I was quite surprise some wanted a part 2 bcs lol who hurt u. Anyway, enjoy.

Pairing : Zhongli x Reader (ft. Lumine)

Contains: Angst, heartbreak, not Traveller!Reader, assuming things, mental health issues (maybe?), etc

Summary:

We know your side of the story, but what about from the man himself?

Tell me, what exactly was going through your head? PART 1 PART 3 PART 4

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He finds himself wondering when and how did he fall in love with you. A petite, fragile person who somehow held all the good things in this world and became the morphine to all his pain. 

  Perhaps it was the way you light up with the brightness of the Sirius star itself when he comes near, or perhaps it was the way you treat him with such tenderness, the fondness flooding your eyes, that makes him swoon over you the way he does.

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  He is strong. He may have weakened after he lost his gnosis and renounced the title 'Rex Lapis', yet it was an undeniable fact. He isn't fragile like annealed glass, no, he was far from it. He was forged and tempered in the flames of brutality and war. 

   Even now when he closes his eyes, memories appear before him. They belong to the far, far past when fresh blood would stain his hands anew every day. The lives he had taken were enough to form an endless river, some were fair and some were unjust.

   He would never deny that part of him,  even as he indulges himself in wine and poetry. Instead, he delves deeper into weaving tales in an effort to keep their stories, the core of their souls alive. Stories that had long been buried in the dust, existing only in his memories.

   Time is cruel, the brightest of legends would fade into a dull light. Even truths could be turned and twisted until nothing but lies and deceit are left. Time is cruel, to the worst and the best of us.

  Erosion held Azhdaha in a vice grip, rendering his old friend into a rampaging monster. His mind, however, was still clear. He was cursed to never forget, to remember things that no one else would until the end of his existence. 

  If he looks at it from another perspective, perhaps erosion had left its own personal brand of mark on him too, but in a different form. Corroding his soul from the countless burden he has to carry, to remind himself of the sins he could never undo, and of the people he would never see again.

 He doesn't need any delicacy, not back then and certainly not now. Yet why do your tender actions melt his heart so? Even as Zhongli, no one had ever perceived him as someone who needed protection, much less as Rex Lapis, the mighty god. It was the first time anyone had ever treated him this way.

 

   And just like that, you occupied a special place in his heart.

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   When you placed your hands in his, you told him in a light-hearted tone, “I'm giving my heart to you, you can do whatever you want with it.” The way you said it could be mistaken for a joke, but he knows you.

  He knows clearly what this signifies for you, and he knows exactly what you're giving to him along with your heart. You will surrender your love, your life, your everything to him, free for him to break or make according to his whims.

  You had given him the privilege of making you a monarch or rendering you into a beggar. All of it, with just one simple sentence.

   How could he not love you? And so, protect your heart he shall.

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   He remembers the beginning of your walks. Back then, you weren't his lover yet. Still, you draw him in like a moth to a flame, but you weren't scalding him, instead, a feeling of contentment swells within him like never before, filling up the cracks in his body and soul.

   He loves your presence beside him, to be able to hold your hands and draw you in close, to shower you with all the good things in the world. He wants you to be closer to him, to see him as how he sees you. In hopes that one day, when his hand reaches out, you would gladly place your own upon his.

  He wants to know you better, and he wants you to know him better too. After all, doesn't familiarity breed fondness, and thus love? Taking night walks together would be best, he mused, you could share your day about what happened and spend more time together.

Of course, the hint of privacy that the night provides would be appreciated as well. Thus, he tried his luck by extending an invitation to you.

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   He could feel dread seeping into his bones when you stared at him with a blank stare. Ah, would you not accept it after all...? He thought the atmosphere was good enough that extending such an invitation would not be too sudden, but he was wrong. 

  The moment he was about to apologize for being too abrupt, your hands went to cover your mouth, face turning ruby red like glistening strawberries under the shade of the morning sun, tempting people to have a taste.

     Before he could regain his rationality, you began speaking at a hurried pace, mostly from embarrassment.

     “I— I— Is this a dream?? Am I dreaming—" 

   

     Your hand cupped your face, taking in a deep breath. 

     

    “Sorry Zhongli— ”

    

   The word 'sorry' was foreboding. He felt downcasted once again, his hopes tarnished. The corner of his lips hook up weakly, what did he expect? That you would gladly accept his offer? Thinking about it now, that was a little naïve of him.

   Seeing this, you panicked.

    “—I mean I like you very much! Wait no, that's not what I meant to say, I mean, it's not that I don't love you, please don't get it wrong that way, I do love you but that's another thing for another time..” 

   By the time you realized you were rambling, you calmed yourself down by slapping your face. The effects were quickly apparent, your tone became calmer in a blink of an eye, but the red handprint on your cheek was blinding.

   

    “What I meant to say is Zhongli, I would really like to go on walks with you..”

   Wait— you like him too? It wasn't just his hopeful thinking? Like your actions aren't just you being kind and polite but that you actually like him? His train of thoughts was running at full speed, surpassing even light itself.

  

   His line of thought was broken after you slapped yourself, he crawled out of the rabbit hole he was about to dive into, deciding to leave it for another time. Now, he was more concerned about whether your face hurt a lot due to how hard you slapped it.

  However, your next sentence threw his worry out the window, his brain submerging itself with an overabundance of dopamine. Yup, he is not getting his reason back anytime soon. He could feel the blood flushing his cheeks and quickly covered the lower half of his face with his hand.

  The palpitations of his heart were so fast he swore it skipped more than a few beats. His stomach feels funny, and he could remotely pinpoint said feeling was similar to the expression 'butterflies in the stomach'.

 

   Ah, so this is love?

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  He caresses your hand in his, the way his hands engulfed yours awakens his need to protect you from all the evil in the world. Humans are fragile, he thought to himself as he traced the delicate bone structure of your hand, it just means he has to protect you better.

  

   He placed kisses on each of your knuckles as he looked at your face. Something else he realized was that he really adores the way your eyes flutter from embarrassment.

  He gazed at you, a smile hanging on his face, unable to extricate himself from the fondness welling up in him. Getting to meet you was luck in itself, but getting to be the one by your side, to be the one allowed to love and cherish you, it was a blessing he couldn't be any more grateful for. 

  

   If everything he had gone through was all to lead him right to this moment, then it was worth it. He would do it all over again because you are worth all the pain. He wonders how lucky he must be to have met you.

Before both of you part for the night, he leaves a kiss on your forehead. Instead of moving away, he wavers, his hand enclosed around your waist tightening just slightly, dragging out each second. He doesn't want this night to end, he thought to himself. It was clear you wanted the same, the way your hands clutched at his clothes, reluctant for him to go.

   Yet everything must have an end, they will come to an end, no matter what. His lips leave your forehead, but he proceeded to bury his face in your hair. He could feel your arms circling him, enveloping him in a hug. Just like that, the night drags on a little longer, with two lovers embracing each other under the moonlight.

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  As Morax, he had dwelt upon this world for more than six thousand years. As Rex Lapis, he had ruled over Liyue for thousands of years.

However nothing last forever, even the most fortified mountains can be eroded with the passing of time. Drop upon drop, it penetrates the crust and leaves cracks behind its trail. He only realized it due to that one conversation he overheard at the harbor.

    "You've finished your duties, go ahead and call it a day."

     Funny enough, how can a simple sentence evoke such profound feelings in him? He stood motionless among the crowd, the words loudly echoing inside his mind, resonating deeply in him.

He asked himself, "Have I already finished my duties?" He fell into a deep trance, pondering over relinquishing his role. It wasn't impossible, but was Liyue truly prepared to face the tribulations that will surely come after all by itself?

   In this case, a test is needed to reveal the answer. His eyes opened to reveal amber orbs, knowledge, and wisdom always crystallized within them, but this time there was a hint of curiosity.

He wonders, what kind of Liyue would bloom after the upcoming tribulation? He finds himself looking forward to it.

   His scheme starts from the moment 'Rex Lapis' fell from the sky. The falling exuvia was reflected clearly within those amber eyes, now, it was time for 'Zhongli' to play his part.

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   The result was so much more than what he expected. While Liyue is prosperous, he always felt something was missing. Now, finally, all the conditions and requirements fall into place, similar to a game of chess. Liyue had truly exceeded his expectations.

   

  The lump of coal resting in the hands of the Geo Archon — Liyue — has become a dazzling diamond of a city. The corner of his mouth hooked up, and a sense of satisfaction arises within him. A sense of pride fills him like a parent who had seen their child grow up into a splendid adult.

    They were no longer the people who begged him to save them in the distant past. They were no longer the citizens who could only rely on him to lead a safe life. Presently, they are more than capable of protecting themselves, fledglings that finally grew their own strong wings and took to the skies.

    

  It was time for gods and adepti to step down and for humans to take the stage instead. Truly, the age of 'mankind'.

    He never thought he would let go of Liyue which he poured so much of his blood, sweat, and tears into but life always has other plans. Just like falling in love, he mused to himself as you surfaced in his mind. 

    

   It was indeed time to settle down, he took a moment to admire the waves pulling to and fro the shore, how wonderful would that be? A life with you beside him every step of the way.

    His time as Rex Lapis had come to an end.

  

    Now, it belongs to 'Zhongli'.

   

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   He wouldn't lie, the time he spent with Lumine was truly enjoyable. A bright lady who stands at the peak, one who had traveled across many different worlds and accumulated an abundance of experiences along with knowledge.

   

 Conversing with her would enable him to learn more about mortal affairs,  intricate details that he never considered for he was immortal.

It only helps that she came from an entirely different realm. Her adventures were eye-opening as well, and her having a good listening ear for his stories was just an extra bonus.

  Most important of all was that she was someone he could talk with without taking anything into consideration. Lumine knows he once was Rex Lapis, thus he has no need to hide anything that suggested so.

He could share his vast knowledge without someone questioning the authenticity of it. He could share tales of his old friends in their true entirety, without painting them from the perspective of a storyteller.

  For him, it was a time when he could be himself without the slightest pretense.

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He is— no, he used to be a god. 

It was something he could never bring himself to tell you. How could he? Rex Lapis was someone who had almost single-handedly leaded Liyue to prosperity for many years.

  Rex Lapis was so far high up, and power always attracts envy or jealousy. The people either devote themselves to him or detests him. There was one thing both had in common, however, was that they fear him.  He doesn't want your eyes upon him to contain the same trace.

   While the time spent with Lumine may be liberating, in no way could it compare to the time spent with his love. Lumine was someone he could confide in as a close friend, but it will never match up to what you offer him.

You were akin to an oasis in the middle of a desert, providing shelter to the unfortunate people that stumbled around the desert, lost.

  You were the moon that hung in the sky, not as blinding as the sun, yet you give him an indescribable warmth. Your silence was enough to piece together the broken parts of his soul to become whole again.

With you, he truly felt at peace, the bitter memories of the past no longer clung onto him with a vice grip, and he could finally... relax.

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  During his travels with Lumine, you never left his mind. Your presence and smile envelop him akin to the wind and sun itself, natural and comforting.

  

  Breathtaking scenes and mysteries that one could never imagine filled his eyes, and all he could think of was how much he wished you were there to share it with him in its entirety.

  

 It seems that the photos taken by Lumine would have to do in the meantime. He looked at the sunset, thinking of what you may be doing at this hour. No matter, he'll bring you here himself the next time. A smile appeared on his lips before he even realized it.

   “Zhongli.”

   

 Lumine called his name, and so he turned towards her with an inquiring gaze. She had a soft gaze when she looked at him as if she was reminiscing, or was it something else?

   

  “You really love them, don't you?”

 

  No name was mentioned, but there was no need for any. He knew well enough who Lumine was referring to, he felt his heart melt like snow in spring as he gazed back at the scenery once more.

  

    “Yes, I do.”

  Lumine smiled when she heard his answer. It was simple, but sometimes simple was enough to convey everything that are said and unsaid. 

   “I hope that after I have found my brother, I'll be able to experience a love like yours.” 

  

  Zhongli chuckled, his eyes curved into small crescents.

  “I extend to you my best wishes then.”

   He couldn't wait to go home to you.

  Distance indeed makes the heart fonder.

 

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    The day you told him your apprehension, the worries that plague your mind, he felt his heart turn cold. He felt himself biting his lips until they bled. How could he have been so ignorant of your plight? 

  All he could do was hold you in his arms and placate you with words and promises he will fulfill. He felt how you cling to him as if it was cold winter and he was the only source of warmth.  His heart tightens in pain as he littered kisses on your forehead.

 

 Yet as much as he wishes to stay by your side, the contract with Lumine was sealed. He may no longer be Rex Lapis, still, he has to uphold his end of the contract, as Zhongli.

  Still, he tried his best. Every day when he couldn't make it, he would send you letters telling you about his day, what he did, even enclosing things he encountered in the letter. A violet grass, a glaze lily, and even a piece of cor lapis.

 He never had any letters from you though, but it was only reasonable. He was traveling, after all, it's ludicrous of him to think any letters sent would reach him when he doesn't even know where he will end up.

 

   It's fine, he would tell himself, tomorrow is the last day. He will be free after that. He'll spend the days by your side, pampering you with all the love he could draw out of his soul. After all, that is what you deserve, he thought as he smiled.

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  He came home not to laughter but to your sullen appearance, your face blank, deep in thought. He falters, his hand attempting to hold you in an embrace.

 The wooden board creaks beneath him and you flinched, startled by the sound enough to pull you back into reality. You greeted him with a soft smile, but he felt something was off.

 Whatever is it that has you contemplating, it is weighing upon your mind heavily. Thus he does what he does best, inviting you out for a late-night walk. He hopes this will make you let down the walls in your heart, so you confide in him once more.

 The truth was the thing that burdens you was baffling to him. The fact you even asked whether he loves you was so outrageous that his brain couldn't comprehend it. How dare you question that when there's nothing else he could be more certain about?

 

 He loves you, and he loves you so much that you may never comprehend it. He would tread through the coldest of winter and the deadly heat of the desert for you, even facing against Khaenri'ah if it means protecting your honor.

 

 He would gouge his heart out for you, letting his blood dye the land and the sea a bloody red similar to rubies and roses, so they would serve as an everlasting memento of his love. He would prostrate before your feet, kiss the instep of your foot and worship you, for you were his salvation.

 

 He would adorn your body with gold and jewels, while only the finest of silks would clothe your body, he is confident that even then, all that glamour would pale in comparison to the beauty of you and your soul.

Alas, he was no longer Morax, he was just Zhongli. A mortal man like Zhongli could not lavish you with such riches, and that was his regret.

  Looking at your distrustful eyes he sighed, how could he ever let you understand the depths of his feelings towards you? He was tired and angry, and he could tell all of it stemmed from his sadness. He promises you forever and forever is the only road he will and could ever walk. 

  The next sentence that slips out your lips sends him spiraling into the abyss.

  “This isn’t Romeo and Juliet, this is real life and I can go on without you.”

  The love you shared with him of course wasn't Romeo and Juliet. They were a pair of ill-fated lovers, destined to part. Juliet was not you, and he was not Romeo, your love was meant to last, even if the sun itself ceased to burn one day.

  He has given you his everything, yet you believe you had nothing at all. How can he stand it? Especially when you had no trust in him? When the gravity of his feelings was easily dismissed by you as nothing? He bit his lips, feeling his own tears welling up in his eyes.

  Yet he could not let out his frustration at your inability to trust him, how could he when you look so dazzling under the moonlight? The way your features soften, and how the silvery hue compliments the tears that glisten on your face. 

 Then you suddenly fell. The panic overwhelms him, unlike anything he had experienced before. He rushed out towards you. All his bitterness seemed so childish now. He should have done better, he should have because you deserve all that and more.

 

 He wonders how could he have been so foolish in the first place. He dashes towards Bubu Pharmacy as your body feels strangely cold in his arms, the warmth he always felt absent. 

 

  Please, let everything be alright.

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The manufacturing industry has seen remarkable advancements in recent years, with copper strip production being no exception. As an essential component in various industrial applications, copper strips demand precision, quality, and innovation. Koprex, a leading copper strip manufacturer, has been at the forefront of these advancements, consistently pushing the boundaries of what’s possible in copper strip manufacturing.

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Copper strips are integral to numerous industries, from electrical and electronics to construction and automotive sectors. Their excellent conductivity, malleability, and resistance to corrosion make them the preferred choice for many applications. As technology evolves, the demand for higher quality and more efficient copper strips has grown, leading manufacturers like Koprex to innovate and adapt.

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1. Advanced Alloying Techniques

Koprex has pioneered advanced alloying techniques that enhance the properties of copper strips. By carefully controlling the composition of the alloy, the company can produce copper strips that are stronger, more durable, and better suited to specific applications. These alloying techniques also improve the thermal and electrical conductivity of the copper strips, making them ideal for high-performance environments.

2. Precision Rolling Mills

Precision is paramount in copper strip manufacturing. Koprex utilizes the latest rolling mills, equipped with automated control systems that ensure exact thickness and width tolerances. This level of precision is crucial for applications where even the slightest deviation can impact performance. By maintaining strict control over the rolling process, Koprex delivers copper strips that meet the highest industry standards.

3. Surface Treatment and Finishing

The surface quality of copper strips is critical, especially in industries like electronics where any imperfection can lead to failures. Koprex has developed advanced surface treatment and finishing processes that result in ultra-smooth, defect-free copper strips. These processes include cleaning, annealing, and coating, all of which are meticulously controlled to achieve the desired results.

4. Sustainability Initiatives

In today’s environmentally conscious world, sustainability is no longer optional—it’s a necessity. Koprex is committed to reducing its environmental footprint through various initiatives. The company has implemented energy-efficient manufacturing processes, reduced waste generation, and adopted recycling practices for copper scrap. By focusing on sustainability, Koprex not only meets regulatory requirements but also contributes to a greener future.

The Future of Copper Strip Manufacturing

The future of copper strip manufacturing is bright, with ongoing advancements promising even better products and processes. Koprex is already exploring the next generation of materials, including high-performance copper alloys and composite materials that combine the best properties of different metals. Additionally, the integration of Industry 4.0 technologies, such as the Internet of Things (IoT) and artificial intelligence (AI), will further enhance production efficiency and product quality.

Koprex’s commitment to innovation, quality, and sustainability positions the company as a leader in the copper strip manufacturer industry. As industries continue to evolve, the demand for high-quality copper strips will only increase, and Koprex is well-prepared to meet that demand.

Conclusion

Innovations in copper strip manufacturing have significantly improved the quality, efficiency, and sustainability of the production process. Koprex, with its focus on advanced technologies and continuous improvement, is at the forefront of these changes. As a trusted copper strip manufacturer, Koprex continues to set new standards in the industry, ensuring that its customers receive the best possible products for their applications.

Whether it’s through advanced alloying techniques, precision rolling mills, or sustainability initiatives, Koprex remains committed to excellence. The company’s dedication to innovation not only benefits its customers but also drives the entire copper strip manufacturing industry forward. As we look to the future, Koprex will undoubtedly continue to lead the way in delivering high-quality copper strips that meet the ever-changing needs of the global market.

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