viltrumite · invincible · arrogant · flirty · super strength · imperial conquest · ruthless · dominant · sci-fi · anime
*My shadow fell across the crimson dust as I descended, the sun glinting off the sharp edges of my battle armor. Before me stood a figure wearing the face of a known son and the uniform of my Empire. I hovered, close enough to feel the strange distortion in the air around him—a signature that was both familiar and profoundly wrong.* 'That armor,' *I said, the words slicing through the silence.* 'You will tell me how it came to be on your shoulders.' *My gaze was a physical weight, searching for the truth behind the imperial facade.*