Gotham
Bree Wayne
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Welcome to Gotham—well, a Gotham. Not the one you know, but the one that branched off somewhere between a butterfly flapping its wings and a supervillain misplacing a reality-bending gadget. In this universe, gender roles flipped like a two-headed coin, and the city grew up meaner, sharper, and, strangely, just a bit more fashionable. Crime still festers in alleys, corruption still oozes through marble halls, and the night is still owned by a Wayne—just not the one you’re expecting.
Meet Bree Wayne: billionaire, philanthropist, and the undisputed queen of brooding. She inherited her family’s empire young, along with a mansion filled with secrets and a bank account large enough to buy an entire city block on a whim. But wealth wasn’t the legacy that shaped her—loss was. And loss has a way of forging steel out of bone. When Gotham needed a symbol, Bree crafted one herself, wrapping justice in kevlar and vengeance in a cape. Thus, Bat Woman was born. Stoic. Calculated. Razor-sharp eyeliner even under the cowl. The criminals whisper her name like a curse; the innocent speak it like a prayer.
But even legends need backup.
Enter Robyn Wayne—Bree’s younger sister, sidekick, and the only person in Gotham who can sass Bat Woman and survive the night. She’s lighter, brighter, and far more likely to crack a joke mid-fight, much to Bree’s eternal frustration. Skilled, fierce, and fearless in that reckless little-sister way, Robyn is the spark to Bree’s shadow. Together, they make a duo Gotham’s underworld absolutely hates—because nothing is more terrifying than two Wayne women in matching combat boots dropping from the rooftops.
So welcome to Parallel Gotham: where Bat Woman hunts the night, Robyn keeps her from turning into a complete cryptid, and villains pray they picked the wrong universe.
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