A/N: This is my first attempt at a Batman fanfic. I hope I do well in it.
This story will be mostly Damian-centric, but narratives as his first-person will ONLY be for the prologue. After the prologues (two of them), all narratives will go to normal third-person narratives.
Short summary: He was Robin. He has died. He has returned. Alone. Yet even upon return, Damian Wayne is not at all encouraged to see his family. Thus starts a new life full of intentional delays and escapes from reuniting; he reminds himself to always stay off-track. But he will come back, one day.
WARNING: OCs will pour the moment his 'new' life starts. Wait! Don't close this page! D:"
I think that's all. Please R&R! Enjoy~ ;)
Prologue I
I do not remember as to how I have been resurrected. But I do remember the place I was found when I first opened my eyes. Even then, I do not know if I was alive or dead at the time. Maybe I was neither; I could've been in a different place. I will not deny it was a peaceful place to pass time. But I do not wish to speak of it just yet. For now, it will remain a memory, a beautiful one. To me.
Though I will not now and may not easily admit in future that the place was beautiful in itself.
Anyways.
By the time I realized I wasn't in the place I came to love, I find that I am back in the world. My world.
Alive.
...I am not calm. Give me a moment to fix this panic.
…There.
I think, I will restart the...biography, by introducing myself.
My name is Damian Wayne.
And apparently, my life goes on even if I had died. Once.