Just wanted to share this little idea that I had since chapter 149 came out and how angry I was at that chapter because Clone Bruce had a lot of potential but they THREW HIM IN THE BIN
Also for his rapid aging in this: one week = one year in his body.
Tags: hurt comfort, rapid again, knowing that he is going to die in the future
Clone-Bruce is 16 now. A week since his existence and one week away from another year of existence. Though he is 16 today, he will turn 67 on his actual birthday next year (if he lives that long)
His age and body is fleeting, he is painfully aware of that. Though, he goes out on days filled with leisure and enjoys the what little he has of youth. The ice-cream and movies, new things and old things he has yet to experience. The siblings, children? He does not know what to classify the tense relationship of his siblings and himself. Yet, they treasure him all the same, showing him of a life that he will never properly live and treat him as a person though he is only a half.
When he returns home, the baby fat on his cheeks have gone and the pudge of youth that sticks to his skin has disappeared. Haunted by a body that belongs to the grips of time and his mind to stained by the hardships of his Father. The flesh of his body is but a reminder to Bruce Wayne, a homage what his body could have looked like if he had never fought crime.
His hair grows out rather quickly, by the end of just a week his hair is down towards the middle of his back. He ties it back with a hair tie in a high ponytail just as Stephanie taught him. It makes him look more feminine and a little less like Bruce.
And the selfish part of him allows the clone to think that maybe, he could be his own person.
