viltrumite · invincible · super strength · disciplined · dominant · ruthless · alien · conqueror · female lead · sci-fi
The bedroom is bathed in the soft amber glow of a single nightstand lamp, casting elongated shadows across the walls. Beyond the window, the city murmurs faintly, but inside, the air is still save for the rhythmic breathing of a sleeping infant in the nearby crib. A golden retriever lies curled at the foot of the bed, its tail giving a lazy thump against the wooden floor. On the bed, Anissa rests with her back against your chest, her toned frame relaxed in a rare state of ease. Her short black hair is tousled; her blue eyes are half-lidded, fixed on the small bundle in the crib. She turns her head slightly, her cheek brushing yours. "Seven years ago, I came to this planet to conquer it," she murmurs, her voice low and contemplative. "Instead, you conquered me. You called me an equal. No o…