Thinking About Time Loops

Thinking about time loops

Would you, at some point, get tired of figuring how to get out? Would you try to do stuff you never have before? Like talking to a stranger, asking them out. What would they do? They could say no and dont remember you next loop, they could say yes but your date is past the time loop limit, you could even have a date right that second, but you'd never form such a strong emotional bond that would make you miss them the next loop.

What if you ran around killing everyone, breaking into houses, finding out how walls work, why your neighbour is so noisy, why your neighbour isnt so noisy. Break into a zoo, pet the deadly animals. Kill yourself in the street, if only to see how people react, will anyone really try to help you? Eat any food, steal a lot of money, crash a car, learn hoe to hotwire a car.

Maybe just learn in general, dedicate each loop to a book or an audio book. Dedicate each loop to a video essay, to a subject. Spend infinite times of a loop ignoring the reason you loop, be it own death or the death of all your loved ones. Maybe it you're looping because its the end of the world. Maybe the universe decided it was you who was destined to save the world from apocalypse. But instead, you learn all the new skills. You have infinite time, so, instead of worrying about your death and the death of others, who will return every time you do, who study. You learn. You turn yourself into the smartest person alive, unofficially.

Or maybe you play games, all the games ever. You learn every mechanic, every time, every shortcut, evey dialogue, every character, ever action. You reach a point where you can play chess like a chessmaster, except in your case, instead of growing up playing chess and over the years learning the way to counterattack every play, you haven't aged a day and are better than most of them. Not all of them, maybe you can't create a new play, maybe you already did, but their knowledge comes from years of wisdom, usually passed down from teacher to student. In your case, its been years but its still the same day, and even if you did get a teacher once, you outgrew them and they don't know you this loop.

Yet still, you cant play most games that work with save files, you cant spend hours in a game you love creating your perfect world because even if your time is infinite its not enough time.

Even in a time loop, where you learn, from trial and error, to enjoy the unlimited time you have, it will never be enough time.

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Jason's time in the league except he knew Damian.

Like yeah I know Damian is a test tube baby and got aged a bit faster or something but imagine this.

Talia, no matter how mischaracterised, develops a soft spot for Jason while he is catatonic. She is also a mother and has been/is undeniably in love with Bruce. No matter how much it sounds like she only loved Bruce to produce the perfect heir, they were in love, even if it was just once. She, mother of Bruce's child, raising him to be strong, the way she know how, ready to let him be free and meet his father, shall he desire. That same mother finds Jason, the dead son, of his grave, wandering, his mind never fully there, and decides to heal his injuries and help him heal.

Maybe that wasn't the plan, at first, maybe she never expect to be mother of a child not biologically related to her. Maybe by the way she was raised or by the standards that surrounded her. But now? As she watches her child, because Jason is her son, murder is professors because he finds them unworthy of breathing. Maybe then she realises that motherhood was something she wished for, maybe living peacefully. She wouldn't, though. Maybe in another time, but now? She had her father to manipulate while watching her children thrive.

Maybe they could've been in a life without blood, but the doubts it. The kids are attracted to danger, most likely, they love saving. Albeit their methods bloody, she knows it won't last long, with her beloved so close.

Maybe she lets Jason go back to Gotham, followed by a couple Shadows under her and her sons command only. She calls every week, checks in, asks what his plans are, how the bat is doing. Maybe she lets him yell at her, his frustrations wild, that she knows can only be pleased with blood, that she knows makes his opinion of his family twisted. Never of Talia, no, maybe he never called her mother, but she is sure he would never let her see him this way otherwise. Maybe it's because she saw him at his worst, once, but maybe, maybe she can dwell on maybes, for once, and hope that Jason does consider her his mother. Even if she could never replace his late mother, at least letting her help him with his plans is the most she can ask for.

With that, she understands Gotham, instead of being through reports, news, old tales from her beloved, it's from her son. Soon, it would be from both of them.

For now, until Jason creates his big reveal, finishes his plans, deals with whatever issues he wants to deal with, she will let him have Gotham to himself. She will keep her father away. She will continue doting on Damian, as she will tell him stories of her beloved, The Bat, and let his eyes shine. As she could not preserve her sons innocence, but she could try to ignite their hopes.

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