Please allow me to call you Bruce, I am just one of the people that you have touched and forever changed. It started with simple admirations for your physical strengths, and then turned into a fire that purified my thoughts. In the very beginning, I was troubled, by how fragile life can be. I did not come face-to-face with death, but I’ve heard the sneers of death, in which it laughed at me for being afraid of it. I still fear death, even until now, but for different reasons. I’m scared when I’m gone, I didn’t fulfill what I set out to do. And even more disturbing, I still don’t know what I’m set out to do. After I was terrified of hearing death’s laugh again, I had this simple thought in my mind about you. In your world,you and others more or less die because of villains, not physical degeneration. I wanted to be in the world where I can die without any physical degeneration, even if that means I have to face whomever you are fighting, and then killed by them. Of course, now, I think I’ve grown, I’ve become more than that. Death still intimidates me, but I think I am at peace. I am neither looking forward to meeting it, nor would I be so frightened that I can’t think of any other non-death related things. I wish I can be stronger, but that is the best I can do right now. As I said, this was just the beginning. I soon realized, what your world is really like, and it opened a door for me. I see things so much clearer. I used to wonder, why not kill the villains since they are so bad and already killed so many. I used to think that every superhero is so innocent to the point of ignorant. How can your world be so black and white I can’t grasp the concept. Now I do. Your world is black and white because of the very presence of so much gray. In darkness,you shall be the shining light and lead others out from desperation. In light,you shall be the dark knight, hiding in the shadow of darkness, protecting those who are in need. I wish in my world,you’d be here, and give us, specifically, me, some guidance. I’m not sure if you really do exist in an alternate universe or not, I’d like to believe that. Though, it is not necessary. You live in my heart, in my brain, in my soul and in those who believe. Part of me is you, because you helped to shape me. You will always be the most respected person in my life. I turn to you whenever I need some comfort. I guess, I should thank Bob Kane, Bill Finger, and whoever wrote and drawn your story. My hero. My love. The reason why I wrote this is just to collect it into one of the things in my “time capsule”. Right here, right now, I love you, with all my heart.