Now since this realm had its proper send off…
Never have I imagined that I’d be living the whole “3 Jokers” graphic novel across the realms; One who is parading around the dysfunctional married life I was owed before I went dark and another who is frozen in time as the ego driven narcissist I was remembered as. Then there’s myself, who people doubt as “the pretender”. Like Charlie Chaplin entering a look-alike contest: It’s almost perfect.
If by some stroke of an unholy miracle this realm rises from its ashes and the old guard returns… I don’t think I’d oppose indulging if not for the sake of my own existential boredom and personal amusement.
Guess Ravenholdt as a collective was my “Batman”…
