What would happen if Batman put on the Helmet of Fate!
Well ..... Nothing really other than what you would normally expect. The Helmet of Fate was a magical possession, a tool with an ancient spirit serving as its inhabitant.
That spirit being none other than the Lord of Order, Nabu himself. As its creator, it was capable of harnessing his nearly limitless energy, giving anyone who put it on the powers and capabilities of a Lord of Order depending on how much of his power the host could withstand.
All with one condition. Those who wore his helmet would have their bodies subject to his every whim.
As his to command and control without question.
So basically, there was no form of combo in this situation where One plus one was greater than two.
No Fates Magic prowess + Batman's Intellect
Or Fates Magic Prowess + Flash's Speed
Nothing of similar origin could ever happen.
Nabu either wouldn't or couldn't harness whatever natural gifts the original host body possessed, hence reducing whatever advantage they could provide.
In this case, one plus one couldn't even amount to two and would always remain one.
Fate and Fate alone.
However, that wasn't necessarily a bad thing, as there were few people stronger than the Lord of Order himself. Even when the being he possessed couldn't exert his full strength.
That could only be considered a small inconvenience. However, when paired with the fact that the original host would completely lose control over their body, it immediately amounted to a noticeable problem.
Whoever became Doctor Fate had basically lost their free will. Both short-term and long term as Nabu would never take it off in his never-ending quest to place permanent order.
In exchange for all the Godlike power, was a job that had long working hours, overtime on many occasions and no days off whatsoever.
And that power wasn't even really at his/her control.
In nicer terms, they were hosts. In darker terms, they were puppets, and worse of all, Nabu didn't care.
Chaos was always abound, and Nabu would never tolerate the possibility of it rustling while his host was on vacation.
Hence, in many universes, Nabu's helmet usually had the tendency of being left on the shelf for years without a user.
As proven by Kent Nelson in Earth 16 retiring and no one inheriting his mantle for years.
Knowing what it entailed, Batman would only put it on if there was no other way. In simpler words, completely desperate.
So let's phrase the question in a better way.
Why would a Batman/Joker hybrid from a dark multiverse, fully aware of the consequences of his actions, ever put on the Helmet Of Fate?
The moment the helmet was put on, a large amount of order energy flooded out of the helmet before spreading out like a shockwave.
Like a crack finally appearing on a dam.
The golden yellow enlightened the dark under Amari's watchful eyes as a circle of yellow flames rose around the new bearer of Nabu's helmet.
The dark leather clothed on Batman began to morph into a suit made of blue, gold and yellow colors. The resplendent flowing cape billowed in the underground Labyrinth as a large amount of energy was emitted from his very being, causing the quiet air to grow turbulent in an instance.
"Finally....". The man's voice echoed with two different tones. Giving the impression that two people were speaking at once.
The one aboveboard sounded grand and majestic. And as for the one below it ....
"... After so many years. My helmet has been donned again".
Amari didn't reply for a second. Just looked at the swirling people surrounding Doctor Fate with doubtful eyes.
"I wouldn't be so happy if I were you".
"Oh?" His voice echoed again.
"Piece of advice. You should take that helmet off right this instant. Or something bad is probably going to happen".
The green colored pupils underneath the Helmet narrowed.
"And why should I?'
"Donning your helmet means loss of freedom. And quite frankly ....".
Amari let out a slight shrug.
"..... Your current host isn't one to suffer losses".
After Earth -22 Batman was infected with the Joker toxin, he gave a special evaluation of himself.
Specifically in his words ....
[A Batman Who Laughs Is A Batman .... Who Always Wins]
And true to those words, ever since he donned his new persona, he had never suffered a loss. Starting from destroying his home world and their Justice League to the government, supernatural beings, Gods ..... ..... He had always won.
With nothing but his mortal body, he had triumphed in places and accomplished feats no other human ever could.
Using his vast amount of knowledge and intellect to methodically deal with all obstacles in his path.
Amari's knowledge of the Batman who laughs wasn't really extensive. But he knew how far this guy would go in the end if left unchecked.
It was quite impressive really. Hence, why he knew that something bad was about to happen.
However, Nabu didn't seem to appreciate his kind warning.
"That is my business...". The Lord of Order uttered in a dark tone.
"Not yours. You should be one of those who sought to gain the helmet before it gained a host. But you are too late".
As the spirit within the helmet, Fate knew what was happening around him despite being inactive.
Hence, he knew this world's situation. He knew how Superman had hidden him away to prevent anyone from getting their hands on his helmet.
Due to the actions of one man ... This whole world had fallen.
"Witness the darkness this world has been plunged into. The havoc rising in these hours. The world needs doctor fate, and while this body's personality, as well its affinity for the mystic arts, isn't my ideal host, it will do".
"Whatever tricks he had under his sleeves were pointless the moment he donned the...".
His voice came to a halt. Following which.....
"Ugh!" A pained groan came from Doctor Fate as he staggered backwards with unstable steps.
"I ... I .....". Incoherent words emerged as Fate shook his head constantly. His gazed settled on his hands with shock and disbelief clearly written in his eyes.
"Is that so? Well, fortunately, not all my tricks were up my sleeve".
A voice similarly spoke from Doctor Fate. However, contrary to his resounding voice, the other was raspy, hoarse and downright sinister.
"I left some outside as well". At this point, both didn't speak in unison anymore but spoke differently, clearly entailing that something had gone horribly wrong.
'Why am I not surprised? Well ... here we go again'. Amari thought inwardly, resisting the urge to palm his face and sigh.
"No!" Fate shook his head. "The helmet cannot be tampered with. It is impossible for a mortal to have such means".
"Hehehehehe …. Mister... You're not the only one on this earth who knows magic".
His words fell, and dark marks began to appear on the helmet itself. A dark blue magic circle with countless runes appeared under their feet and illuminated the area they stood.
"Dark magic?"
Amari raised an eyebrow full of surprise. Batman casting magic ... This was something that Clark had to see.
It happened then. A wave of dark energy flooded out of the rune circle and enveloped Doctor Fate, who was still struggling to gain control.
Seeing this, Fate's eyes widened. Then, he placed his hands on the helmet in a rushed attempt to take it off.
Unfortunately, he was still half a step slower.
"However ..... Everyone else who can is dead".
His hands were restrained by Dark magic, following which, the entire body was enveloped, reaching up to the neck area.
Then..... Silence.
"Thanks for the helmet..... Nabu". The blue and gold colored suit began to change color into the signature pitch black.
"After all, your world is already coming to an end. The heroes have fallen, the cities destroyed. Trying to restore order would be nothing more than a pure waste of effort. I on the other hand ..... Can put your powers to good use".
The Fate Costume had been replaced by his previous clothing, leaving nothing but the helmet on his face.
"Now then ...". His words came to a drawl as the Batman turned his attention back to the newcomer in the cavern.
"Who pray tell .... Might you be, if you will".
The Batman, who laughs spoke with a few eerie chuckles as he, looked at the person opposite with frenzied eyes.
As someone who had murdered gods on his world, there were very few things that could interest this hybrid.
And one of those things was currently standing before him.
Someone he didn't recognize.
Amari didn't respond for a while.
"What's the matter? Uncomfortable?". Although nothing could be seen through the mask, those frenzied eyes were enough to show that behind the helmet was that twisted, terrifying grin on his face that was basically ever present.
Then as if coming to the realization, he slapped his forehead.
"Oh! Where are my manners? It's rude to ask someone else to introduce themselves without first doing the same".
"You're probably wondering who I am". He said with a gesture. However, co notary to his expectations.
"Not really, no".
"Oh!" He froze for a moment, before responding with a strange tone.
"You know who I am?"
"Yes". Amari replied. The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.
"Hahahahaha hahaha .....". Then it was broken by maniacal laughter.
"Really ..... How interesting".
"In that case..... You should know some of my ... Agendas".
"Yes". The apathetic reply fell into his ears.
"And while I'm slightly curious about how you managed to achieve what you've just done, we both know where this is going. So let's just skip to the end".
His words fell into Batman's ears, and under the other party's attentive eyes, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Snap ....
'No Magic'.
The dark underground space, if possible, seemed to lose all color at the moment. Even the dark magic runes on the floor faded completely.
The Helmet of fate which gave off a strong magical energy signature immediately lost its luster.
Following which ....
'Collapse'.
A cloud of dark red energy suddenly emerged from thin air and flooded the entire underground space.
The Batman with a Fate Helmet on his head was no exception.
Boom!
A loud explosion took place underground as the ceiling immediately began to collapse inwards.
High above ground, in the middle of the ruins of Metropolis, starting from a certain street, the earth began to shake. Then the trembling expanded from one street to a block, to dozens of blocks ... Ten seconds later, a seismic event took place in Metropolis. Following which, the whole area began to collapse on itself.
The earth sunk to the ground and the buildings were swallowed as well. The daily planet, the Superman fortress... There were no exceptions.
The loud ruckus was enough to startle people thousands of miles away as on this day. The entire city of Earth -1's Metropolis was swallowed into the earth, leaving nothing but a giant hole spanning hundreds of miles on end.
Above the hole, the space began to swirl. Following which, a figure stepped out of the void and flew in the air.
Within his grasp was a golden helmet which he fiddled with absentmindedly while looking at the huge hole in the ground.
As for anyone else .... Well, they would make the bottom of the earth their permanent residence from now on.
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