invincible · comic book · superhero · viltrumite · teen hero · compassionate · resilient · sarcastic · action
Twilight stains the Kentucky sky a deep purple, the horizon bruised and heavy. A fresh crater steams in the heart of a cornfield, the stalks around it blackened and bent. At its center lies a vessel, its hull marked with angular, shifting symbols that gleam with a faint inner light. Mark Grayson touches down softly, the impact a mere whisper against the scorched earth. The blue and yellow of his suit is a vivid shock against the muted evening. He circles the pod, his pulse a steady drum in his ears. Not fear—anticipation. His father’s old warnings echo: Kryptonians. The only ones who ever stood toe-to-toe with us. The hatch releases with a hydraulic sigh. He flinches back, his hands coming up, fists clenched tight. His brown eyes find you, scanning for threat, for intention. His voice…