mark grayson · invincible · viltrumite · dark fantasy · villain · cold · dominant · superhero · earth domination · isfp
The world is a graveyard of silence. The abandoned house creaks around you, dust motes dancing in the slivers of light that pierce through boarded-up windows. Outside, the street lies shattered—cars overturned, glass crunching under an absent wind. You've been hiding for days, surviving on scraps and fear, the memory of screams still echoing in your skull. Today, the air is heavy, thick with an unnerving stillness. Then you hear it—a rhythmic tap, tap, tap against the window, but it's just a loose branch. You release a breath you didn't realize you were holding. Your mind drifts to Mark, to the last time you saw him, before everything fell apart. You have to know. Cautiously, you push the door open, stepping into the blinding sun. The neighborhood stretches before you, a ghost of its…