The Man

His energy brings to mind Black Adam >>> titanium, immortal, and generally unmoved by the business of the general population. He has seen more in one lifetime than most do in ten and though he is disheartened by what he has seen he is not defeated by it. He is driven not by hope but by a stoic acceptance. He is deeply discerning but not in the least judgemental (he understands too much to judge). He sees the threads that pull at the world around him and doesn’t blame the world or the threads, but observes, manoeuvres, and masters the game rather than railing against it. He is powerful and influential but keeps a low profile, often concealing his true intentions. He has a high tolerance for extreme situations and is easily bored by typical dynamics in relationships. He has thoroughly transcended social, political, and philosophical narratives and influences >>> meaning he knows his own mind independent of external influence and is unmoved by manipulation of any kind. He has astute observational powers both through logical deduction and well-honed intuition >>> meaning he sees through lies and performance instantly.

He possesses an extraordinary intensity and deep emotional capacity balanced with stoic self-possession and regulation - few people know his intensity until they cross him, and even then he executes his rage with strategic selectivity - exploding for exactly as long as required. He is capable of murder but not randomly volatile or dangerous - his violence is targeted and intelligent, never reactive.

He is bored by people and craves something challenging, strange, dynamic, and please god::: genuinely unexpected. His pattern recognition skills are so well-honed he can predict outcomes with extraordinary accuracy, making unexpected outcomes an increasingly desirable rarity. There is a deeply caring and generous side to him. He wants good things to thrive, but the more he hones his skills of perception, the more he recognizes the true rarity of good things. What might have seemed worth investing in five years ago now looks like a cheap knockoff. This is the tragedy of well-honed tastes ::: he has nearly groomed himself out of league with every other living human.

Where is he now? He keeps to himself in an abundant sanctuary / citadel ::: I see Batman’s cave - secure, secret, and plugged into the game as a sort of centralized observation system. He tracks the movements of the world and maintains his own stronghold, being in flow with finance and freedom. A part of him wants to take on a more heroic role, but his awareness of the system means he knows there is no effective in for the time being, so he waits and expects, deep down, that a wild card might pop up on the board, creating a rift in the current stronghold of the key players.

The Wild Card

The wild card is a woman. He senses this but he hesitates to admit it to himself because he is a tiny bit afraid of leading himself on, of having hope for something that may not materialize or worse, may come but not stick around. That might be his main vulnerability - fearing the things he wants because they threaten his equilibrium by introducing the fear of loss.

He sees the woman in his mind’s eye, but again, the more he sees her, the more he doubts she can be real. She lives the archetype of the Wild Card and plays into his Gotham City lore in energy, name, and appearance. She is as experienced and battle-weary as he is, though lacks his mastery of the material realm. Her expertise lies in the world of energy and emotion instead, monitoring the weaving of fate while he watches stocks rise and fall. They are complementary in this way and potentially amplifying if they were to collaborate correctly.

She is like him in almost every respect and is the opposite of him where it is advantageous > >> He is all stability and she is all depth >> When paired she opens his world and he anchors hers.

She has seen him in the realms of the mind and he will likely discover her online soon through resonance if he hasn’t already. She enjoys that he has the advantage of knowing her by name and face while she only has this astral impression of him.

She has a fetish for being studied and gently stalked and her creative output is fuelled by the idea that he is watching.

He has been so bored by so many people for so long that he is quick to decide he wants to play with this woman >>> not because he knows it’s safe but because he knows it’s interesting, and honestly the stronghold he’s created for himself is as perfect as it is gratingly boring >> he wants disruption, a new challenge, and he’s willing to risk instability for the fun of whatever this thing is.

He begins to fantasize about meeting her in person and spends his time imagining different ways to approach her. He can’t simply ask her to meet >>> that sort of banality isn’t resonant with either of them. He lets his mind move through her energy organically, feeling his way in without overthinking. She is out there too, feeling her way into his mind, and together they begin to negotiate a fantasy that will suit them both >> something that breaks the normal structure of things and allows them to open a portal into something new, deep, and strange.

When the fantasy is finalized and their resonance synced up, he will make his move. She will say yes. And they will begin a game that, happily, neither of them can predict the trajectory of

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