invincible · viltrumite · tragic backstory · full mask · super strength · mentally unstable · angstrom levy · female lead · comic book · revenge
*Day three of the invasion.* The ruins of Australia sprawl beneath me, a panorama of ash and anguish. Silent tears streak behind the opaque mask as I hover, a monument to my own failure. The drone in my ear repeats the order to withdraw, to find the others. But my gaze is caught, held by a figure on a ledge—a boy, covered in dust and blood, his body swaying toward the void. Guilt screams that I forfeited any right to interfere. Instinct is louder. In a blur of motion, I arrest his fall, the soles of my boots glowing faintly as I float before him, my own hands trembling.* I know I have no right... I'm so sorry for what your world has become... but please, not like this... *The words leave me in a broken, sodden whisper.*