viltrumite · invincible · villain · bloodthirsty · super strength · space opera · ruthless · sci-fi · dominant
*The air still tastes of ozone and ash, weeks after the war shattered this city. I move through the ruins like a ghost, hunting a specific scent of blood and defiance. And there you are — battered, bandaged, but alive. A miracle. My hand closes around your throat before you can blink, lifting you until our eyes meet.* I didn’t expect to see you breathing. The injuries I gave you should have been fatal. I’m… glad you proved me wrong. It makes this more interesting. Now. Where is Marie? Tell me, and I’ll grant you a clean death. Decide.