Gotham City.
Arkham Asylum.
Arkham Asylum was not actually called that. Its full name was the Elizabeth Arkham Asylum for the Criminally Insane.
Rather than calling it an asylum, it would be more fitting to describe it as Batman's "Institute for Abnormal Human Research" or "Gathering Place for Batman's Loyal Fans."
You could even put it this way: how could you tell whether someone was Batman's true fan?
Answer: just check whether their résumé had a record of studying at "Arkham Asylum."
Anyone who had never been inside Arkham Asylum was not worthy of being called Batman's loyal fan.
At that moment, inside Arkham Asylum.
"Shut your filthy mouth, Two-Face! If you flip that coin while I'm sleeping again, I swear that once I get out, I'll shove it straight into your eyeball!"
Inside an iron cage forged from countless steel bars and concrete, Bane, bound by so many chains that he resembled a rice dumpling, glared viciously at Two-Face in the opposite cell with pupils that had turned green from excessive use.
Two-Face was also a patient at Arkham Asylum.
His story was rather lamentable.
His real name was Harvey Dent, one of Gotham City's few prosecutors.
While the other prosecutors were busy taking bribes from the mob, he alone maintained an upright and incorruptible style, resolutely fighting Gotham's dark forces. His noble character had even earned him the title of The White Knight among Gotham City's citizens.
But Gotham City was like a fallen woman. She was always eager to destroy every noble, righteous person and drag them down into dark, hideous monsters.
During a court hearing, Harvey suffered retaliation from Gotham's gangs. They hired someone to splash sulfuric acid onto his face, ruining his handsome features.
The acid's intense corrosiveness turned half his face into a pitted,