You were trying to correct a mistake, to remove a tragedy had repercussions you couldn't imagine.

Ripples of distortion radiated out through that point of impact, shifting everything just a tiny bit, but enough. Enough for events to happen slightly different... in a supreme act of selfishness shattered history like a rank amateur, turned the world into a living hell moments away from destruction.

Gotham seemed even worse,  a place where Wayne Enterprises was drained to the last cent.. Jim Gordon had his throat slashed open but Jerome Valeska. Sofa Falcone controlled every aspect of the narrows.  Selina Kyle died before she was sixteen years old. The Military was ready to destroy it completely. . Hugo Strange had unchecked authority and dozens of subjects suffered. Alfred took his own life...

You looked for Bruce first, asking around only to ripped off the streets and knocked out.

"Even saying my brother's name earns my mark.." You woke up to Thomas in a cold metallic cave. You were confused, you mentioned Bruce again and he grabbed you hand pressing down on your fingers in a vice grip. " DON'T SAY HIS NAME! My parents ruined it when they did things in his memory..." It room a while for it to sink in. In this world, Bruce was killed that night in the alley. With Thomas powerless to stop it. His parents snapped after that. His mother joining Jerome, slicing her own face and treating the Valeskas like her own kids. His dad killed Selina for not coming foward, moving on to the young criminals and poor children in Gotham. Ivy Pepper, Jonathan Crane, Martin, and Bridgit Pike. His father rested at blackgate.

Thomas stopped caring about the world, about anyone's life because of you. Planning on waiting out Gotham's annihilation.. But when you explained there was a way to turn back, and give him a life with his brother he jumped at the chance. Getting to work without a second thought.