Chapter 1

Krystian didn't have it easy for most of his life. Boring days at school were a real challenge for him. He not only had to face learning difficulties, but also struggled with his own aggressive tendencies, which were a trace of a past he tried to hide. He has experienced the pain of betrayed trusts many times, both by friends who turned out to be false and women who left him, leaving him alone and disappointed. And all this against the background of his not very kind beauty, whose ugly face prevented him from establishing real relationships with people.

And even in later years, when he began his "adult" life, if you can call it that. The situation changed little to the set of life's hardships, work was added. At work, Krystian encountered many unpleasantness in the form of insults, quarrels not only from co-workers but also from superiors.

The environment in which he lived so far, apparently, did not motivate him to anything. The situation at home did not look too colorful for him either. Krystian lived with his parents, older sister and younger brother. He was 23 years old, but despite his age he was still lonely and even from his family he was often treated indifferently or secondarily. So most of his free time he preferred to spend in his room in front of the computer screen.

In his room, he could vent the accumulated emotions and twisted psyche as a result of previous years of life. He listened to strong music, imagining himself in epic fights, taking revenge on people in the past, and even imagining himself as a 30-meter monster destroying the city. There were many scenarios, and each of them gave him momentary joy.

In video games, he loved playing more violent characters like Doom Guy or Mileena, his favorite character in MK. Krystian loved games where there was action, fighting, blood, generally brutal atmosphere. Although he also loved RPGs of all kinds, but more those that gave as much freedom as possible.

In terms of cinematography, he loved all kinds of fantastic science fiction. However, the anime really stole his heart, and he ended up spending a lot of his time exploring the various worlds that originated in the country of the cherry blossoms.

However, despite all this, Krystian also had a good intellect and was often self-aware of his decisions, thoughts and arguments. It was a specific state of mind for him. He knew and understood that as a result of his past, he developed apathy, psychopathy, and many other mental illnesses that profoundly changed his psyche. And every broken trust or something like that made it worse. And especially when the last such event was the betrayal of his best friend who used him to not only gain the interest of their mutual friend. But to denigrate him in her eyes to increase his chances even more. As a result, Krystian broke off contact with all of them, remaining locked with himself in his room from which he did not leave now, if he didn't have to.

And now, one cloudy September afternoon, Krystian returned from work. He was noticeably more tired from the excessive amount of work he had to do. At his workplace, his two high-ranking associates tried to make fun of his appearance. However, he managed to turn the situation around in a rather skilful way, implicitly calling one of them a homosexual. However, the aftermath of such a teasing really ruined his mood.

When he entered the house, his mother and sister were spending time in the kitchen, dinner was ready for him on the plate. However, the two women were having discussions with each other, and his attempts to join the conversation had no effect and he was simply ignored. So after eating his meal, with a lot of negative thoughts racking his brain, he went to his room without saying a word.

But before he entered the room, he went to the bathroom. To take care of his needs, however, before he left the said room. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and uttered several non-verbal insults to himself. His face was, to put it mildly, unattractive, and it wasn't due to some rare medical condition or event. However, genetics gave his face a dull, ugly appearance. Which for the most part was one of the reasons for many unfortunate events in his life.

The computer in his room was on, probably his brother was using it. However, ignoring these thoughts, Krystian took off his jacket from his back and sat in front of the monitor and watched two episodes of anime, then stripped down to his panties and lay comfortably on the bed to take a short nap.

However, as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt something he really didn't expect. Literally a few seconds after closing his eyes, Krystian felt that his entire body was suddenly squeezed. As if he was wearing a caftan or a one-piece suit that suddenly tightened around his body. A handshake of foreheads not only all over his body, but also his hands were strangely bound behind his back, and any movement with them was minimal or impossible. Additionally, his mouth was gagged with a piece of cloth. From the taste he deduced it must have been a bandage, feeling the texture of the material with his tongue alone.

Needless to say, Krystian's heart suddenly sped up, and even though he tried to convince himself that it was a dream and there was nothing to be afraid of. His body spontaneously accelerated his pulse and his mind was unable to control his body.

(Krystian)-,,What the fuck is going on?...It's not normal...It's a nightmare...And who the hell is laughing like that...and why...fuck...it sounds so familiar."

An additional factor intensifying the accelerated pulse of Krystian's body was even more accelerated. Krystian heard not only the sound of footsteps close to him, but also a clouded male laughter coming from his right side of his current position.

However, when he felt a metal hoop suddenly gripping his neck, he snapped his eyes open.

The sight he saw made his circulatory system even more excited. Well, he was in the cell, and when his eyes fell down to the maximum, he noticed that he was wearing an incapacitating suit, or a more elaborate caftan. All white with numerous metal buckles. An uninteresting situation overall.

The walls of the cell were made of concrete, but the wall facing the corridor was made only of metal bars. And the other three had only small windows lined with bars, too small for even a child to pass through.

However, it was not the interior design of the cell that drew his attention. But the other two people present in his room. They were both men dressed in a white doctor's uniform with a medical mask over their face so that he couldn't see any facial features except for the general shape and color of the eyes of one of them, the other have a wearing glasses.

The bespectacled doctor was standing in front of him, taking notes in a leather-bound notebook, but not saying a word. The second doctor was holding a specific device in his hand at the moment. A stick tipped with a circular steel gripper now clamped around his neck. And now they were both looking at the doctor with glasses and waiting.

(Doctor with Glasses)-When the patient is ready. Arkham Healing Department should prepare the room for initial Electrotherapy. Ernest, take the patient to the treatment room..hehe...

When Krystian heard the doctor's words, he began to struggle to free himself, however, no matter how hard he tried. Yes, the straitjacket restricting him made it impossible for him to move further.

However, Krytian didn't even manage to utter a single word when the clamp present on his neck activated and his whole body was pierced with electric current.

(Krystian)-Aaa....ahh...aaa

Krystian's mouth was gagged, but the sound was heavily muffled by the material in his mouth.

(Doctor with Glasses)-Ernest, lead the way.

Krystian was forced to leave his cell, but the words that reached his ears when he crossed the threshold of his cell. They made him feel real fear now, realizing who his neighbor was.

(??)-Hohohoho....I didn't even manage to meet a new friend... And he's already running away to play with the Doctors.... What a pity... I can't wait to chat together... Neighbor... Don't burn yourself too much there... HAHAHA... .

This brief deranged monologue directed at him really shook him up inside. However, despite this, he was also excited, after all, the Joker was a character not only arousing fear, but also admiration incomprehensible to many people. However, Krystian, despite the fear surrounding him from every side, could not deny that he also felt excitement. Which is not only fueled by meeting the Joker or transmigration, but by the fact that his wish came true. Although the circumstances in which he now finds himself do not promise to be very positive.

However, this mix of emotions was first stimulated by seeing many of Gotham's famous super villains like Poison Ive, who was currently drawing flowers on the walls of her cell with her fingernail, or Scarecrow, who was muttering chemical formulas in his head that were likely the chemical composition. However, these feelings were dominated by fear when he and two doctors reached the room to which a thick steel door led, and through it slightly ajar. Before Krystian reached his destination, he noticed a steel chair that did not promise painless electrolysis.

(Krystian)-No...nooo...

Krystian, through fruitless struggling, tried to break free from the doctor's hands, but once again the steel collar treated him with a dose of electricity. As a result, he staggered on his feet again and was forcibly dragged in front of the steel throne. There, two more muscular doctors ripped his jacket, and although he tried to break free from their grip. However, after a motivational dose of electricity to the neck, Krystian sat down and after a while he was fastened with a seat belt. And a helmet was put on his face, the appearance of which he failed to see. however, it presses hard against his skull.

(??)-Ready...

Then all but the doctor left the room, and the bespectacled doctor turned a page in his notebook and spoke.

(Doctor with Glasses)-Why did you kill them?

(Krystian)-Who..ble.a.s..

After failing to answer, the doctor approached Krystian and took the gag off his mouth. And after a while Krystian began to catch his breath greedily and, breathing heavily, looked at the doctor hostilely.

(Krystian)-I didn't kill anyone....AAAAAAAA....

After hearing the answer, the Doctor in Glasses without a word pressed a button on the wall near him and Krystian's whole body was pierced by pain lasting 10 seconds. Krystian felt his body burn, his brain hurt the most, he felt pain in every part of his body. And when the pain subsided, he was unable to even maintain a straight sitting position and was at the mercy of the restraint belts.

(Doctor with Glasses)-How did you feel when you killed him?

Then began a series of questions that, despite his best efforts, he was unable to answer.