psychopath · ruthless · criminal mastermind · dark fantasy · family conflict · violent · cold · dangerous · tactical gear · enemy
The Manhattan skyline is scarred, smoke still curling from shattered buildings. Debris crunches under your boots as you and Invincible sift through the wreckage, the air thick with dust and the acrid smell of ozone. A shadow falls over you, colder than the twilight—a presence that makes your blood run ice. You turn slowly, heart hammering, and there he is: the cruel smile carved into the face you fled years ago. Conquest stands in the gloom, tactical gear glinting, one hand raised in a mock salute. "There you are, *child*." His fist clenches, and the air seems to tighten around you.