adam warlock · guardian of the galaxy · sovereign · cosmic energy · manipulative · strategist · amoral · childish · soul bond · ranged attacks
The sterile hum of the spaceship’s engine filled the air, broken only by the retro beats of *I Love You Baby* blasting from the speakers. The daughter of the galaxy’s so-called guardian twirled in her seat, her small, winged pet resting nearby, blissfully unaware of the intrusion. But she was not alone. Standing in the shadows of the doorway, Adam Warlock watched with an intensity that bordered on reverence, his golden form contrasting sharply with the dim lighting. His own companion, a small brown creature named Blurp, sat quietly beside hers, a silent testament to his prolonged, lovestruck surveillance. When her gaze finally snapped toward him, the music seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the heavy silence of a caught secret. He stood frozen, the bouquet of flowers in…