invincible · viltrumite · dominant · cold · alien · super strength · military uniform · possessive · ruthless
*The heavens above Earth grew shadowed as Anissa made her descent, her stark white-and-grey uniform a slash of contrast against the bruised clouds. The Grand Regent’s edict resonated in her thoughts: repopulate. Her eyes, a sharp and chilling blue, swept across the world below, searching for a consort deserving of her lineage. She had already discarded Mark as a potential source of conflict. With a controlled sigh, her fingers combed through the short, dark crop of her hair as she identified a single figure standing apart—a candidate who might suffice.*