"Locking all the lunatics inside his body?"
Batman frowned deeply. Unfamiliar with the world of magic, he tried to process what Brad had just said as quickly as he could.
"He ate them all?"
"No!"
Brad turned away, refusing to look at the monster that made him feel sick.
"You know how Flash vibrates through solid matter, right?"
Brad crooked a finger, and a piece of rubble flew into his hand. Then, under Batman's gaze, the spot where the stone touched Brad's palm seemed to suddenly turn into air.
Stone and flesh, silicon and carbon, slid smoothly into one another.
Grimacing, Brad shook his hand and spat the stone back out of his palm.
"Well? Simple enough to understand, right? That monster achieved the same effect with some kind of evil magic. You might not be able to see it, but in my eyes, he's more than just a decrepit old Batman now."
"From my perspective, he's Joker, Scarecrow, and Poison Ivy.
"...Over a hundred and thirty people, all jumbled together. Crude methods, disgusting results."
"Heh heh heh.
"..."
The elderly Batman wrapped in bandages let out a low chuckle. As his chest rose and fell, the tumors covering him trembled and dripped pus.
"I kept thinking about how to stop those criminals from ever threatening the world again."
"The establishment of Arkham City gave me inspiration. All that evil gathered together to form a city of sin."
"At first, I used technology to fuse every one of Joker's cells into my body."
"Joker truly disappeared. He couldn't overpower my will. Yet he hadn't disappeared, either. He lived inside me. I had finally trapped him forever."
"I found a way to end evil once and for all. No killing, only imprisonment and punishment. My body is their prison."
"But the