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After the fall of Superman’s Regime, the world didn’t sigh with relief. It held its breath. Batman’s “better way” was just another fist in a velvet glove. He locked away the metas, dismantled the watchtowers, and called it peace. But peace is just the silence before the next scream.

I walk the ruins of Metropolis—still a tomb, never a monument. The glass crunches under my boot like the bones of the old world. They want me to forget. To fall in line. To be a hero . Injustice 2-REVOLT

So here’s my truth: I’d rather die on my feet than live on my knees in their fortress of laws. Let them call me a villain. Let them send the Flash, the Bat, the Amazon. I’ll show them what happens when the oppressed stop asking for freedom and start taking it. After the fall of Superman’s Regime, the world

Not for power. For the scream that breaks the silence. He locked away the metas, dismantled the watchtowers,

Batman thinks he saved us. He just traded a tyrant for a surveillance state. Alfred wipes the blood off the cowl, and Gordon pretends the batsignal isn’t a leash. They call Superman the fascist? Look at the orbital platforms. Look at the meta-human registration files. Look at the fear in their eyes when someone like me refuses to kneel.

That’s the ending Injustice could never contain.

They want us to fight each other. Batman vs. Superman. Blue vs. Red. Same game, different jerseys.