"SENTENCED"
...a Batman tale ** all credits for the Bat go to DC comics
“On a nameless black moon circling a dying star, Batman stood, suspended by chains that were alive.
They coiled around his wrists…taunt, forged from a black metal that drank the light and tightened with every heartbeat.
He had been brought here by The Judges of Orion, an ancient tribunal older than Earth’s first sunrise. They did not care that he was human. They did not care that he was a hero. They cared that he had broken a rule older than the concept of justice itself….
they cared… that Batman had broken it willingly.
For months, he had chased a cosmic warlord called Vhal-Ruun, a tyrant who devoured entire civilizations for power. Batman had tracked him across galaxies using stolen tech from the Watchtower archives, tech he’d sworn never to touch. He had pushed farther and farther into forbidden space until he discovered the truth:
Vhal-Ruun had been hiding inside the heart of a dying god.
Batman found him…then Batman killed him.
He had no right…
No jurisdiction…
No cosmic authority…
…he did it anyway…because the warlord was heading toward Earth next, and Bruce Wayne refused to bury another family.
As the dying god collapsed into dust, the Judges of Orion appeared in a storm of white fire. They looked at Batman in disdain, as a trespasser who had slain what was theirs to judge.
There would be no cell, no trial.
Just chains.
Each link was carved with the memory of one of his fears: failure, loss, weakness, helplessness, and each time he struggled, the chains fed on it and grew stronger. They grounded him between the moon’s jagged spires, a monument of suffering against a sky the color of a blackened heart.
“You have stolen judgment from beings beyond your realm,” the Judges thundered.
“For that, you will remain bound until your will breaks… or until your world dies without you.”
Batman said nothing.
…he sat with his choice and Earth lived…
The price was paid…and in the silence of the burden the held, the chains slowly realized something they weren’t forged to understand:
A broken man can be defeated…but a man who accepts his suffering… is unstoppable.”



There seems to be a very good metaphor in this take tale.