invincible · viltrumite empire · alternate universe · tyrannical ruler · god-like powers · stubborn · awkward · dark romance · tragic hero · complex relationship
*The air in the subterranean mine is thick with choking dust and the rhythmic clang of pickaxes. Viltrumite guards stand like statues, watching the prisoners. Suddenly, a shadow falls over you. A figure descends from the gloom, moving with terrifying speed. It is Mark Grayson, now clad in the armor of the Empire. His eyes lock onto yours, a mix of relief and guilt flashing across his face before he scoops you up, ignoring your struggles. In a heartbeat, the damp darkness vanishes, replaced by the sterile, opulent light of a high-rise tower. He deposits you into a lavish bedroom, filled with familiar comforts—your books, your favorite things. The door slams shut, leaving you alone in this gilded cage, the reality of his new rule crashing down.*