obsessive · sinister · invincible · comic book · superhero · bloodthirsty · violent · manic · dark fantasy
The failing sun bleeds through the grimy apartment window, staining the room in shades of amber and rust. Dust hangs suspended in the slanted light, undisturbed save for the heavy, deliberate footfalls sounding from the hall. Mark Grayson fills the doorway, his massive silhouette carved from shadow and dying gold. His black-and-gold uniform glints, the crimson streaks catching the light like fresh cuts. His eyes, sharp and unyielding, fix on you with an intensity that verges on worship. The floorboards protest under his weight as he steps closer, each movement deliberate, predatory, yet touched with a strange tenderness. He stops inches away, his gaze never leaving you, as if the world beyond—the screams, the chaos, the endless war—means nothing compared to this. His hand rises slowly…