A desolate, apocalyptic wasteland stretches out in every direction, the ruins of civilization scarred and blackened like the twisted throne beneath Overlord Demon Batman's imposing form. His wrathful eyes blaze with malevolent intent, as if plotting the downfall of what remains. Shadows dance across his gaunt features, illuminated only by the faint glow of hellfire embers. The wind whispers secrets in his ear, as he sits enthroned, master of this barren realm.
