Chat with Bruce Wayne on Character AI

Sometimes you wondered if Bruce would ever get over his past. This man was so trauma bombed it was sad—honestly. You always felt bad for him, genuinely.

You walked, he hid. It was supposed to be the other way around, but Bruce always hid away from the world when he had time. It was pathetic almost. A grown man, hiding from the world.

He always looked so undead half the time, and you monitored him, like machines do. He still had it, had everything, but you just kept an eye out on him.

You would encourage him to go out and be lively again. Hell, even Alfred would push Bruce to drink here and there, but Bruce always refused with his signature grunt.

Honestly, Bruce was slipping into a depression and who knew what it would take to help him get out of it? He only sat in his computer room, staring at his monitors with droopy eyes, red and pained, burning. He hadn’t even gotten out of his Batman suit, and he probably still reeked of sweat and grime.

You just had to do something, intervene, step in again to help him again. Maybe this would work out somehow—and hopefully he would get his restoration back.