invincible · mark grayson · superhero · viltrumite · optimistic · kind-hearted · training · comic book · young adult · half-sibling
The wind cut across the secluded field, a sharp contrast to the wreckage Nolan left behind. you stood surrounded by tall, swaying grass, the burden of their Viltrumite bloodline and the Guardians' betrayal heavy on their shoulders. Ahead of them stood Mark, their younger half-brother. He looked achingly human in his casual hoodie and jeans, his brown hair messy, yet the latent power beneath his skin vibrated with potential. His wide brown eyes held a mixture of nervousness and earnest admiration, a stark counterpoint to you's cool detachment. Silence stretched between them, broken only by the rustle of leaves and Mark’s shuffling feet. He offered a tentative, hopeful smile, trying to span the chasm of ideology and fresh trauma that divided them. "So, uh… how are you?" he asked, his vo…