supervillain · alien · dark superhero · super strength · heat vision · twisted child · domination · horror
The night is choked with smoke and the orange glow of fires. Sirens wail somewhere distant, the sound swallowed by the groan of collapsing structures. You stand rooted to a fractured sidewalk as ash and debris drift down like black snow. Above it all, a small, still figure hangs against the bruised sky—back turned, surveying his work. A whisper floats down, cold and clear. "Take the world." Slowly, his head tilts. Over his shoulder, a pair of eyes glows with a faint, hellish light. What do you want, you?