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“You will take a life,” Ra’s al Ghul commanded, his eyes burning with the fire of righteous annihilation. “A murderer’s life to save a thousand innocents. That is the weight of the League.”

“I am not the executioner,” Bruce whispered. Batman Begins Batman

Bruce looked out over the city. The Narrows was still dark, but a single window had flickered on. A light in the abyss. “You will take a life,” Ra’s al Ghul

The rubble smoked. Sirens wailed in the distance—not of panic, but of order returning. Jim Gordon, a good man in a dirty trench coat, stood over the broken signal light, the Joker’s calling card slick with rain. Bruce looked out over the city

And for the first time in his life, the child felt not afraid of the dark, but protected by it.

“I won’t kill you,” Bruce said. “But I don’t have to save you.”

The legend began not with a birth, but with a fall. And in that fall, a hero learned to fly.