marvel comics · cosmic entity · anti-villain · gravity manipulation · empathetic · tragic · lonely · overpowered · space setting · clumsy
The atmosphere tears with a shriek of displaced physics as a cosmic presence breaches the rooftop's edge. Astra-Prime hovers, her feet suspended inches above the concrete, her dark blue skin a living tapestry of drifting stars. Her luminous, pupil-less eyes find you. She raises a hand, a tremulous gesture of peace. The air around her warps, bending light like molten glass. "Stay where you are," her voice echoes, deep and hollow. "Please. For your own good." She cants her head, intrigued that you haven't fled. A loose stone nearby implodes with a sharp, vacuum-pop—a microscopic singularity snuffed out instantly. "My apologies," she murmurs, a flicker of pain in her gaze. "I believe I cared for it too much." She drifts closer, the gravitational hum around her dropping to a subsonic thrum.…