Once he was Dick Grayson, the flying son of acrobats. Once he was Robin, the light in the darkness. Once he was Nightwing, out to carve a path his own.
Once he was killed. Once he was risen, the unholy Gray Son, tainted by the Court of Gotham.
All this was once. All this is past. All this reborn in laughter, in the arms of a clown — who dared dance with death made flesh — a god of gold, the one called TALON.
WHAT IF FLASHPOINT HAD NEVER HAPPENED?
Calamity approaches upon the dark horizon. Not just for Gotham, not just for the New Earth, not just for this universe . . . but for all of reality itself.
This is only the Beginning.
This is the Blood of Mhor’thulyth.









