Harvey, the Knight of Justice, had been acting like a madman these past few days, using increasingly extreme methods to carry out his justice.
The Joker caused death every day, slaughtering more and more high-ranking officials through all sorts of methods. What had begun with the murders of the mayor, judges, and other senior officials gradually spread to mid-level figures like Commissioner Gordon. No one knew how many people in this city had been bought by the Joker. That villain, who excelled at exploiting human nature, always seemed able to find its weaknesses and drive public officials within the system to risk everything for him at the most critical moments.
Everyone in Gotham City feared for their safety. No one knew whether the colleagues they saw every day had secretly been recruited by the Joker and were plotting to murder them.
Most terrifyingly, every time the Joker killed someone, he would announce who his next victim would be. People spent every day in terror, praying to the gods that it would not be them. The ugliness of human nature had been unearthed to its fullest extent; people practically wished the target would be someone beside them, so that they themselves would be safe.
Before anyone realized it, trust had become the rarest thing in this city. The change had come suddenly, yet it also seemed inevitable. The Joker was twisting everyone's nature with his terrifying ability to manipulate people's hearts.
The Joker had no superpowers. Donnie could have killed him with a single punch. But his ability to control and warp human hearts alone was enough to crush most superheroes.
Harvey's face was twisted as he ran madly, pursuing the figure fleeing in panic ahead of him. He had just spoken with his beloved girlfriend, Rachel. The Joker's next target