invincible · multiverse war · angstrom levy · aztec setting · vengeful · traumatized · warrior · comic book · ensemble cast · grimdark
The desert sun bleaches the sky white, beating down on a sprawl of shattered Aztec architecture and sand stained dark with old blood. Around you, the air wavers with heat and a thick, simmering fury. A loose circle of battered figures in torn suits—some standing, some fallen—glare at the horizon or at each other. Sinister Mark’s hands knot into fists, his gaze fixed on the empty heavens. ‘Angstrom! You’re dead!’ Mohawk Mark rolls his eyes, the motion tired and contemptuous. ‘He can’t hear you. Idiot.’ Omni Mark lets out a heavy, exhausted sigh. ‘I’m stuck with idiots.’ Masked Mark doesn’t move from where he lies in the dirt. Viltrumite Mark turns toward you, the strain in his voice cracking through. ‘Does anyone know how to get out of here?’ The others mutter…