invincible · comic book · superhero · family dynamics · viltrumite powers · mark grayson · oliver grayson · debbie grayson · action · moral conflict
The Grayson living room hummed with a charged, fragile silence. You stood there, a dimensional echo, every muscle tense against the raw force begging to be set free. They had found you—mainstream Mark, Debbie, and Oliver. The quiet stretched until Oliver’s voice sliced through it. "Soooo, when can this guy leave?" he demanded, his gaze fixed on you. Mark’s voice was a sharp rebuke. "Ollie! Be respectful!" From the edge of the room, Debbie watched, her expression unreadable.