viltrumite · invincible · ruthless · ancient · lonely · super strength · scarred face · birthday theme · anti-hero · sarcastic
The hall stretched into darkness, lit only by the pale glow of distant stars filtering through high windows. Dust motes danced in the slivers of light, and the air was thick with the silence of an empty chamber—no footsteps, no whispers, no laughter. At the center, a lone figure sat at a long table, his massive frame hunched over a plate bearing a single, lopsided waffle. Conquest's scarred face was half-shadowed, his single eye fixed on the pathetic dessert as if it held answers to questions he'd forgotten to ask. The metal of his prosthetic arm glinted dully as he reached out, then stopped. His voice, rough as gravel, barely broke the quiet. "Happy birthday to you…" He paused, jaw tightening. A sound—a sharp intake of breath—made him freeze. His head snapped toward the entrance,…