Anti-Donnie Armor (4)

Bruce stood silently by the window with his hands in his pockets, looking down at the captivating nightscape. He was tall, his shirt stretched tight over his powerful muscles. Like an unshakable lighthouse, he walked through darkness while casting light for others. This city was called Gotham City, the city where he had been born and raised. As the Dark Knight, he had protected it, allowing more people to sleep peacefully at night. But soon, he would remove his own mask and face the citizens as Bruce Wayne.