Born to gymnast gypsy parents, I was unlucky enough to see them shot down before my own twelve-year-old eyes. Luckily, a man with severe psychological issues who had attended the show where my parents were killed, who also dressed like a bat apparently/coincidentally kinda went through a similar thing once, so he took me in after finding those responsible and putting them in jail. I now fight crime as his teenaged assistant in green underwear as we roam a dark, crime-infested city together at night.

What in the fuck has my life become?

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