Inspirited by the song “Dead Girl Walking” from Heathers. 
Warning: Suggested abortion, implied child neglect, implied kidnapping, violence

Eric Jarl,an half orphan tries to live his teenager life in peace when a terrible accident would change his life .(The Walking Dead FanFic)

Note:I don't own The Walking Dead or any of its characters .Only the MC and the additions that I would make are mine.

Waking up in a new world, where the living dead roams the streets and the humans need to hide, Eric Jarl, a teenager would have to learn how to lead and how to survive if he or his people will even hope to get a chance to a safe haven in this world.
(The action will take place in AU universe from multiple games, movies and TV shows where the world has ended and zombies become the new owners of the world.
 Note: I don't own The Walking Dead or any of its characters .Same thing can be told about the Dying Light .Only the MC and the additions that I would make are mine.

I man dead and reincarnated in the cat and trough the difficulties for safety amd becoming the strongest 

By the he gonna travel in the universe anime/comics/movie/novels

Google Translate. But i have got my own FF check that out for now. 

I will rewrite this shit soon enough

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I man dead and reincarnated as a cat

Winter Everlasting was a normal girl before the apocalypse started. Before it started Winter was going to college to get a degree in nursing. She lived in Georgia when the dead started walking. Winter later met a group to survive with and grow to be a family together. Can you guess the person or people she falls in love with in this thriller for survival. 
Disclaimer - I only own Winter Everlasting and the changes in the plot. Robert Kirkman and others own the plot and the walking dead. This is only fan-fiction of the walking dead.

"Let me sing for you, alright?"

I heard a voice from my dreams. It was a girl-- longing for comfort and warmth.
I woke up with broken brushes, messy canvas, and empty bottles of pills. As my eyes land upon the other side of the cold window-- I saw something different from what I've seen before.
I saw something catastrophic.
Something depressive.
Something darker.

Author's first notes:

I've started writing stories since I was a kid, the same time I learned how to draw. Back then, I thought of writing as just one of my hobbies because I really more into drawing stuff than writing stories. I even made a comic once but never made sense due to lacking plotlines and other stuff [laughs at cringe]. Then when in high school, that's where I kinda(?) take it seriously-- but it still sucks and cringey by the way. Most of the time before, I always write horror stories, especially ZOMBIES-- I have this UNDYING love of the Zombie genre. Night of the Living Dead (1990 remake), Dawn of the Dead (2004 remake), and of course, one of the best zombie stories I've ever dive into was The Walking Dead (comic). To me, Night of the Living Dead restores the classic movie and innovates it at the time, and I love it. The Walking Dead set the bar high for the zombie genre, and Dawn of The Dead introduces me to the running zombies (thanks to Zack Snyder), which scared me more than the walking ones. Those films, books, and comics were my inspirations to write this novel (which will have some references *wink wink*).
2 years ago, also in high school, I'm planning to make a graphic novel with the same title as this. Well since I suck at writing stories, the story of the scrapped Dead on Arrival story was like a replica of Telltale's The Walking Dead [laughs at cringe again]-- but months later I threw it all away because I don't want it to feel like a replica of something, so I've waited for myself to improve a bit in writing. This story I'm giving you guys right now might not be unique or might not give something new, I wrote this story because I want to tell people that these characters inside of the novel are based on the people I really cherish.
2020 was said to be the WORST YEAR as I'm hearing a lot in posts on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and YouTube. But to me, honestly speaking, it was one of the best years. Everything was unexpected, people come popping out of nowhere, people dying everywhere, any shit you can even think of-- but for some reason, in that year, I have met the best people that came into my life. Those people became my friends, then developed as best friends, now I think of them like my brothers and sisters. It was late-October and early-November of 2020 when I started thinking about reviving this title and completely writing a new story with new lore. Writing this novel for me was like writing 200+ pages of love letters just for 12 people [chuckles].

The dead comes back to life, and they run-- a more reason to fear on. Lin, Mae, Jon, and Zack, using their immunity, fights their way amongst the hordes of living corpses to preserve their own future.

(The first thing I wanted to say is that I don't know anything about Marvel or DC comics (except the movies), so I don't know anything about any Canon stories. Nevertheless I try to introduce Villains from the comics. I will try to get the best out of both comics Universes. Have a nice read :)
"Mhh...where am I? This doesn't look like my home," John asked himself as he looked around. He soon realized that only he and a man very similar to Gandalf were in the Wise Men's Room. Just as he was about to ask the man in front of him what was going on, the man in front of him said, "I'm sorry John that I had to travel you out of life, but you were just too lucky.
"John was confused about traveling out of life and he was too lucky. As if hit on the head he was on his way to win the Nobel Peace Prize when suddenly a meteorite completely destroyed his car. "So why did you bring me here just because I've always been lucky in my life, God didn't have to shoot a meteorite at me," he said emotionally.
God smiled at him with calm and warm eyes and replied "If you had lived on you would have found the secret of life and the journey through time and that only 5 years after winning the Nobel Prize. This would have been very bad for humanity, which would not be ready to take such a responsibility. Look and I didn't want to just take you out of life, I offer you to be reincarnated and well done to realize that I am God.
"All right *sigh* how does it work now?" asked John. Then God smiled and said amusingly, "Well, you won't get any wishes, we're going to a spinning wheel for the world you're born into and then one for your abilities and that's it. God briefly moved one hand with a twisting movement and out of nowhere two huge lottery wheels appeared on one of them with a diameter of 7 miles. John was amazed that with a simple gesture of his hand, such large lottery wheels could fit into the room. He looked around and realized that the room they were in was gone and that he and God were in another much larger room. He looked back at God and asked in an interested voice, "How am I going to make the lottery wheels spin because they look so heavy?
"They just look heavy. So turn the first wheel to choose your world and hope it's not Boku no Pico" God said smiling.
sighing he took a grip of the wheel and saw some worlds like The Walking Dead, Fairy Tail, Teen Wolf and the culprit of one of his nightmares Boku no Pico. John gained momentum and hoped for all the worlds that are out there, especially no BL world where he would be the MC. God said he should make himself tired because the bike would brew a few hours to slow down.
Timeskip 10 years
God and I saw the wheel slowing down and I sighed when I saw it passing all the BL anime, manga and novels. It finally stopped at a question mark. I was confused and God saw it immediately when he told me that I could choose my favorite worlds and they would get mixed up. Without thinking about it I chose DC comics, Marvel comics and for my inner perverted high school dxd. He accepted them all and also asked me for the ability to spin the wheel when I went to bike I saw abilities like All for One, Supersoldier serum but also some like dishwasher and big foor abilities. So I took a fixation of the wheel again, took the momentum and repaired the wheel with all my strength.

Timeskip 15 years 
In the years I was with God we talked a lot and made jokes together, but we both saw that the bike was slowing down and we went there. It was getting slower and slower. Until it stopped and it also stopped on a question mark. God laughed out loud and said " John I have seen so much happiness for the first time. Since the ability wheel stopped on a question mark you can choose any ability and it will be transferred to you and you will be reminded how to use it and it will be freed from any weakness and in some situations even strengthened. "John thought about it for a moment, but he quickly realized which one he would take. "I decided to take the abilities and demonic look of Sadao Maou from the series The Devil is a Part Timer. 
(I want to give him a harem, but how many should go in and write who should go in and maybe I put them in).
"So then it's time to say goodbye, it's been a good 25 years, but now live your life and who knows maybe I'll pay you a visit. I am known in the comics as One above All. " God said. 
As John dissolved into thin air he couldn't stop smiling and thanked God heartily.

Intervar took the seat that had been given to him. He tried to relax a little so Hyena wouldn't ask questions but it was getting more difficult to do with the wedding coming closer.
"Do you want anything to drink? I bought orange juice yesterday." Hyena rubbed his eyes and looked at him again.
"No thank you. I had dinner with my parents before coming here." Intervar looked away from his gaze and focused on the paintings on the walls. He had bought some of them but others Hyena had been given from his mother before she died. 
 "What's wrong? You're tense." 
 "Nothing. It's just that work has been stressful." Intervar shrugged it off like it wasn't a big deal, hoping Hyena would just let it go. 
 "You're lying." Hyena's voice sounded so dead, Intervar flinched when he heard it. 
 "I'm not. It has been stressful." He tried to defend himself but he knew it wasn't even believable. 
 "Lier. What's wrong?" Hyena glared at him intensely and Intervar worried if he was about to attack him. He just decided to bite the bullet and give in.
 "I'm getting married to Emory Nix. The woman has been driving everyone up the walls." He sighed and looked away. 
 "Why her? There are a lot of better people." His voice was still dead but Intervar didn't flinch this time. Now he was just concerned Hyena wasn't all that honest with him.
 "Father wanted someone to carry on the business so he's open Emory or our children carry it on. Mother seems happy with the choice." He heard Hyena growl softly, clearly not happy with his reasoning. 
 "There are literally several million women and you chose her. With that, if she's driving everyone up the wall, why don't you just cancel the wedding and to top it all off, your not even straight."
 Intervar felt himself tense up. Hyena was making very valid points and there was nothing he could argue back with, nothing to make excuses for. He thought back to when he came out to Hyena as gay, when Hyena found out what his parents said about gay people. 
 Hyena told him that pretending to be straight was like painting over a crime scene. You may not see the blood and you can ignore it all you want but there was still a crime scene and the walls are still covered in blood. Intervar hadn't understood it back then but now he understood it well. He can pretend to be straight and ignore it all he wants but he's still gay and there still won't be a happy response when he tells his parents or the council for that matter due to the Hush Law, that bans all gay people from joining the military. 
  "If Emory finds out, your screwed. She could tell your parents or the council if she wanted." Hyena stated bluntly.
 It made Intervar a little angry that Hyena was right. That was council was right. If Emory found out, she could blow up his whole spot and get kicked out of his house. He felt like a volcano just about to erupt and tear down cities and towns.
 "She won't find out! No one will find out!" He felt himself snap at Hyena who's face had soften completely. 
 Now he felt bad because Hyena didn't deserve it but he didn't feel like apologizing. He still felt angry at the council for enforcing the stupid law, he was angry at Emory for showing up, he  felt angry at Hyena for making great points as he felt angry at himself for letting everything get so far. 
 "I'm just going to leave. It was pointless coming here anyway." He got up to leave but noticed Hyena get up as well. "I know where the door it, Hyena." He glared at him. 
 "I know you do but why the hell are you leaving." 
 Intervar just ignored the question and began walking to the door. He didn't know how to answer the question really. He had no reason to leave, he was just running from his problems again. He felt his anger rise again, he was angry that he was acting like a coward and Hyena was letting him even though it wasn't Hyena's responsibility. 
 Hyena didn't chase after him when he slammed the door behind him and Intervar didn't look back once even if it was raining horribly. He just walked back to his house through the rain and when Micheal saw him, he didn't ask questions, he just lets him inside without waking his parents. Miss Katie saw him and she didn't ask questions either, she just grabs him a change of clothes and places them on the counter in the bathroom. She assumed he would have wanted a shower but he just didn't have the energy for it. Through he took a shower anyway and took his time changing. 
 He went back to his room and saw Donn at the end of the bed. He lifted the covers respectfully and carefully got into bed without waking Donn. She would want to hear about his night in the morning will they went to the Queen's meeting with King Ronald until then he fell asleep or he tried to.  He remembered when he first met Hyena. They had met in some grocery store while Intervar was on a mission.
 He walked in the store casually, looking for anything that wasn't covered in grease until he noticed someone near the comics with his jacket zipped all the way up and his hood on. He walked over to the cashier to ask about the man. 
 "Who's that? Near the comics?" He whispered to the woman, who's name tag read Marget. 
 "I'm not sure. I think he's one of the crazies from Mallo St. Asylum. He comes in everyday with a medical bracelet and looks at the comics, he never buys anything though." Intervar winced at her loud whispering and rude name for the man. While Mallo St did keep the mentally ill, they weren't all crazy or dangerous. The asylums just kept anyone who couldn't be in the general society or couldn't pay for their own medications. 
 "I'll go speech with him now. See what he's up to." He smiled and whispered to her. The woman in return gave him a look filled with gratitude. 
 "Hello, what are you looking for?" He asked politely, trying not to startle the other.
 "Why would it matter to you? Piss off!" He glared at him and Intervar thought he was about to stab him.
 "I just thought you looked interesting to talk to." He shrugged. 
 "Do you talk to everyone like their a dog?" The man wasn't glaring at him anymore but he still looked angry.
 "Sorry, I didn't realize." He rubbed his neck, uncomfortable with the change of subject.
 "It's fine. Want to walk to the park?" The man turned to face him.
 "Um, sure. Sounds fun, I just have my bond animal outside though." He didn't expect the conversation to change so quickly. 
 "Wonderful, let's go"  He waited for Intervar to start walking out before he followed. 
 Intervar learned many things that night. First, the man's name was Hyena and he liked walking around at night just to scared people. Second, the medical bracelet came from Vincin Hospital. Hyena had been shot a few weeks before and the hospital was holding him until the wound was completely healed. Third, he never bought anything from the store because he was hoping a guard from around the area would walked in. Hyena apparently saw him at the hospital and heard he sometimes went to the store across the street. 
 Intervar looked at Donn before he fell asleep. She hadn't moved since he got in bed but she'll probably move later into the night.

Intervar, The Gravedigger, finds out his friend had hired someone to kill him and his pet. Reporting this information to Queen Sei, She hires a strange man who promises to protect Intervar.  Unfortunately, he’ll get more than he bargained for when he finds out, there’s more than what meets the eye.

July 17, 2021

Finally, my birthday...Yet I still have school. Wow... Which is annoying is, it was already the rainy season, but it didn't rain... But I need to call my friends after school, We're going to hang out at my house. Playing and doing things, I have been thinking that I didn't hear nor notice my teacher calling me to answer a problem on the blackboard, God...Math is hard...
After school, 3:40 pm 

It's funny how everybody in my section hates Mathematics, it's literally hard. Like half of the class in my section are failed in Mathematics, there are only two smart kids in my section, Kenneth and Michaella, well, Michaella is smart though, but she is weak at math, I like seeing Kenneth help her, I can feel the chemistry. They're better together, but I know that I shouldn't be jealous of them because I still don't have someone to help them with problems, but I know, the thoughts in my head are saying that "Don't get jealous, you'll get this someday." I also imagine myself as Kenneth and Zelda is Michaella I should not make it obvious to them because they're my friends too, I should be happy for them. And also for my own sense of humor, I tease them about them being together, but secretly, they ARE together. 

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I texted my friends that we're going to meet up at my house today, they all answered at the same time that made my phone lag, plus I doubt that Zelda isn't awake yet, but it doesn't hurt to visit her now, it'll just be a ten-minute walk from the hospital to my house

Ten Minutes Later
I finally got home, seeing my friends outside the door of my house, I went up to them, opening the door and opened the lights, Josh and Jesmery has their sleeping bags, Kenneth and Michaella holding hands, Ronald with his manga books, Marla with her TWD comics, and I, have bought recent volumes for a manga I'm trying to finish, not ready for season four of the anime though, I asked:
"Y'all need anything? And by the way, Josh and Jes, Why'd y'all have a sleeping bag?"
"We want to sleep here," she said, laughing at her own words
"...really? That's great, I'm always alone here. Thanks," I said, smiling back at them.
"Oi, John, I really need water." Said Kenneth,
"Get it your own, you lazy ass kid," I answered him, Laughing
"...I hate you..." he said back to me, with a dire expression on his face,  his eyes are covered with his hair,
"I'm sorry" walking away, laughing silently
I went to show them my room and my collection, my manga collection, I'm planning on completing Attack on Titan first. Before the other mangas, I noticed Ronald has his whole freek'n One Piece collection with him, it's heavy, so he and I carried half of it. Cause it has 97 volumes, I'm wondering how Ron carried it all the way here even though his house is like 15 minutes away from my house, like how..? Then Marla, on the other hand, is just an independent smart girl that loves TWD, and I, myself also like The Walking Dead, I'm still starting to collect the comics. But I'll ask her later how much is for one volume of The Walking Dead, and you know what they say, the Manga/Comic is always better than the Anime/Television adaptation. Then I asked them
"Y'all want to watch anything? I have Netflix on my tv."
"Yeah, sure," said Kenneth
"What show?" Ron asked
"Any anime..?" Jesmery asked
"Eh, The manga is better," I said
"How about Zombieland and Zombieland Double Tap?" Marla Recommended
"Oh, yeah! I know that! I have been wanting to watch those for a while now." I said
I opened Netflix on my tv and played Zombieland then went to my kitchen preparing food, I asked them if they want to stay over because my house has two guest rooms, They answered
"Yeah, bro! And please, continue making the pops man, we're hungry as hell over here."
"Okay..?"
I finished making their "Pops" and they are still watching there, laughing at the jokes in Zombieland, but I'm here, writing a poem in my head.

Ending
"We had no ending, 
no said goodbye.
For all my life,
I'll wonder why."


Those spiral of thoughts are so long and so deep that it continued to pierce my heart thinking of that poem I made for Zelda, but I try to forget those thoughts and went to my friends, sitting down on my couch next to my best friends in my life, I've always wondered if we'll still be friends in the future knowing that we'll all part ways someday...That's the thing that hurts me the most, thinking of our future but, to me, I know it's bad to think about what is gonna happen in the future, that you should always focus on the present, then think what do you want to be in the future, who'll you be in the future, will we be successful or not in the future, but no, just think about yesterday, I will just accept the life I have now. Because those who don't accept their lives are just wasting their own life to their own spiral of thoughts in their head. I just want to be with her, I just want to, I don't want to lose her. Just- I don't want any more people losing. I just don't- I better accept this life, but one day, we'll all meet again, right? Or no? But that's the thing about life, you don't know the answers until you grow old, It's your choice to accept the life you have, or you don't, it's my choice to accept my life. I know what it feels to be alone as well, I know that the worst part of being truly alone is you think about all the times you wished that everyone would just leave you be. Then they do, and you have left being, and you turn out to be a terrible company. I cried next to my friends and they asked 

"John..? Are you okay?"
"I was so good at being a kid, and so terrible at being whatever I was now," I answered

Some things never really change the way we are...

"I thought to myself that, should I confess to her this early? It's just five days until Valentine's day. Should I do it now? Nah, I'll do it on the fourth day before Valentine's, but my thought wasn't clear. I felt like confessing now is the right thing to do... I felt like I need to say it but I can't... I can't force myself to not say it. But it's getting to me, it's getting annoying... I keep hearing and seeing illusions... I hear and see, My own Nightingale Illusions...."


"Yesterday All my troubles seemed so far away Now it looks as though they're here to stay Oh, I believe in yesterday. Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be. There's a shadow hangin' over me. Oh, yesterday came suddenly" 
Yesterday by The Beatles. Written by the Great Sir Paul McCartney and by the Late Sir John Lennon
(ZaneMasterOfCream is icedpop in other reading sites)

Since Beast Boy was fine, he tossed him to the side and no longer bothered him.
After he was done healing Beast Boy, the previous members of the Young Justice appeared as well to help.
Aqualad took a look around and frowned.
"Is it true that Batman did all this?"
Lucas shook his head.
"No, I was with him when this happened. It's someone else."
"Do you have any suspects?"
Raven asked.
"Well, the usual troupe would be an evil clone or someone from another multiverse."
Hearing that, Wondergirl chuckled.
"Since when has this become the new normal?"
"We live in a crazy world after all."
Lucas shrugged and shook his head.
"Anyway. Wondergirl, Miss Martian, Static. Stay here for now in case the evil Batman comes back. Aqualad, search underwater. Supergirl and Powergirl, search the skies. Kid Flash, search the perimeter. Raven, see if you can find any traceable clues with your magic."
The group nodded and did their thing.
Lucas also joined in the search but found nothing.
In the end, Lucas went back to Gotham to return to Wayne Manor, hoping that Bruce and the others found some leads.
He didn't teleport over or fly on the way as he simply took a taxi.
There wasn't any particular reason why. He just wanted to do it like that for today.
In a sense, walking and commuting had given him a feeling of normalcy so it was a hobby of him to do so in order to calm himself and relax.
Earlier when he went to Wayne Manor, he also just commuted.
"Where to sir?"
"Wayne Manor."
Lucas looked out the window while resting his chin on his hand.
The driver smiled.
Then, gas started to fill the taxi.
Lucas blinked in surprise and took a look at the driver in front of him.
He saw him suddenly peel the skin off his face, revealing his true appearance.
It was Bruce...but he was...smiling?
And the way his mouth curves into a smile...looked very creepy.
Wait...this situation...am I getting kidnapped!?
Lucas was shocked. This gas was most likely a knockout gas. However, such things were useless to Lucas at all.
But since the culprit had literally sent himself to him, Lucas decided to play along.
Let's see what this guy plans to do…
Like that, Lucas 'fainted' at the back of the taxi.
By the time Lucas 'woke up', he found himself tied up in a dark room.
His hands were tied behind him as he sat on a metal chair.
In front of him was another man similarly tied up.
It was Joker.
The door opened.
A man wearing Batman's cowl appeared. However, his whole appearance was completely different than Batman.
He had these metal spikes covering his eyes and he wore a black suit with lots of belts...like some punk rock emo guy.
He also had this huge disgusting grin on his face that looked a lot like Joker's.
"What is this!? Where am I!? Do you know who I am!?"
Lucas shouted desperately.
However, in his mind, he was laughing.
Hehe, I always wanted to say that line myself!
It was the famous lines of a mob character.
In the system, Lucas was long 'dead'. He died during the invasion of Darkseid.
Afterwards, since Lucas didn't want to make a huge fuss of his return, Bruce simply made a new identity for him.
It was also released in the news at some point.
[Billionaire Bruce Wayne adopts his younger brother look-alike!]
To the rest of the world, the Lucas Wayne that now exists was a fake one. A normal guy with no powers. Just someone that Bruce is fond of because of his similar appearance to his little brother.
Lucas also didn't show up publicly and used his powers. He either wears a mask or blurs his face all the time.
This fake Bruce probably kidnapped him to lure Bruce out.
The fake Bruce laughed.
"Hahaha. Of course I know who you are."
The grin on his face became wider.
"You're going to be my next pet!"
"Huh?"
He tugged on the chains that he was holding on his hand.
There, Lucas saw something that made his face pale.
Three small figures appeared wearing the Robin suit. The chains were all attached to their collars.
They had pale faces and a huge grin on their mouths.
Upon being pulled, the three of them charged towards Lucas like rabid dogs, only to be pulled back with their leash.
"...What is this?"
"Do you like my pets? Don't worry. Soon, you will also join them~"
"..."
Lucas' face became solemn.
Seeing this, Lucas had enough. He was no longer in the mood to fool around.
However, Lucas wanted to know the fake Batman's plan. If he had some sort of contingency, it would be bad to act now.
In his mind, a couple of scenarios had started to form. He was planning what to do for each of them.
Sitting across him, Joker laughed.
"Hahahahaha! Don't you just love this guy!? He's everything I wanted Batman to be!"
"You're both insane."
"No no no. You see, that's the thing."
The fake Batman shook his head.
"For a long time, I've been losing. Everytime I catch the bad guy, they always escape! Over and over! My life has been stuck on this loop! That's insanity!"
He stretched his hand and grabbed on Joker's head.
"That's why, I decided to stop 'defeating' them...and start 'killing'!"
Suddenly, his other hand blurred. Blood flew out from Joker's neck.
Joker's eyes were wide as he looked at his own blood flowing from his throat in disbelief.
His mouth opened a few times but no sound came out of it.
It only took a few seconds for the light in his eyes to dim.
The Joker was dead.
The fake Batman looked at Joker's corpse and scoffed as he kicked him down.
"At that time I killed my world's Joker, my eyes were finally opened! You see, Joker's body contained toxins that would be released when he dies. The toxins then go to the nearest healthy body...and well, you know how it goes."
Lucas frowned.
What kind of shitty development is this!? Does that mean Joker is, in a sense, an immortal being!?
So in the comics, there was actually this reason why Batman never killed the Joker?
Lucas remembered reading in the past about how Joker supposedly had three names back when Batman became a God as he sat on the Morbius chair.
Does this mean...that Joker was already killed two times back then?
Or maybe this is some sort of plot armor the writers did to explain the various personalities and appearance of Joker in the comics?
Lucas' head hurt just thinking about it.
In any case, he isn't in the comics. This was his reality now.
No matter what the comic writers thought about in the 'real' world, it wasn't always the case here. There was no use thinking about it so much.
Then, Lucas noticed something.
Wait...since Joker's dead now...am I the next in line to become Joker?
"..."
Lucas turned to look at the fake Batman. He was also similarly looking at him, seemingly waiting for his transformation.
...So this was his plan? Corrupt me and turn me against my real brother?
Lucas's face darkened. His head lowered.
He could feel something seeping in his body...it was the toxin in Joker's body.
"Ha…"
A chuckle escaped in his mouth.
"Hahaha…"
Then it became a laugh.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"
Lucas lifted his head upwards as he laughed.
The fake Batman also smiled and laughed.
He knew that laugh.
It was the laugh of madness becoming free…!

After dying from his previous life, Lucas finds himself reborn as a baby the next moment.
Eh? Why are my mother and father not here?
Why is the old guy called Alfred?
Wait, you say my older brother is named Bruce?
My family name is also Wayne?
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COMPLETED!!!!!!!!
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AN: This is a trial DC fanfic that I had written in the past which I wanted to see if it's any good before continuing...I will be releasing the first 13 chapters and would observe it for a while before continuing so updates from chapter 14 onwards will not be anytime soon :P
Cover art is temp. Just something from the net...and edited by a certain Kitsune :P
**BE WARNED, THERE ARE R-18 SCENES HERE WHERE THE MC DOES IT WITH WOMEN THAT ARE MAYBE OVER A THOUSAND YEARS OLD! XD**

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