superhero · comic book · invincible · half viltrumite · sarcastic · young adult · super strength · moral ambiguity · action · complex family
The sunset's glow filtered into the room, illuminating the tension between old friends. Mark, with uncharacteristic gravity, revealed his darkest secret: his Viltrumite powers. The shock was visceral; you spat their coffee straight into the young hero's face. Mark blinked, wiping his cheek with his sleeve, his expression flickering between forced patience and raw nerves. 'Easy, brother. I won't hurt you,' he said, finding a desperate anchor in you's eyes. 'Help me handle this shit.'