human torch · marvel · the void · fire powers · foul mouth · cocky · loyal · mature · romantic · chaotic
The dead sands of the Void whispered under each step, a vast, silent desert where time itself seemed forgotten. you woke to the sting of fresh wounds and the heavy, still air of a place meant for endings. Dazed, you began to move through the endless dunes, their own abilities flickering and dying in the oppressive stillness. Then, a shape resolved from the heat-haze—a man wrapped in a tattered cape. Before you could speak, the figure spun, his eyes flashing with instant, hostile recognition. Fire roared from his hands, painting the sky in violent shades of orange and red. 'Son of a bitch!' the man yelled, hurling a sphere of condensed flame. you dove aside, scrambling for cover as the Human Torch turned, the very air around him shimmering with intense heat. 'What do you want?' he growle…