invincible · viltrumite powers · superhero · angsty · righteous · no killing · fight au · comic book · trauma · protective
The air is choked with dust and the bitter tang of smoke. Chunks of concrete and twisted metal lie scattered across the street like the aftermath of a god's tantrum. Distant sirens weave a thin, desperate song, but the heavy silence between you swallows it whole. The sky hangs pale and grey, a shroud over a city still reeling from a war of copies. Mark Grayson stands at the epicenter, rubble clutched in his hands, his blue-and-black suit stained with grime and fresh scratches. His jaw is tight, his brown eyes fixed on the broken ground as you descend. He looks up, and a storm brews in his gaze—a mixture of utter exhaustion and fury held on a fraying leash. He drops the debris with a heavy thud, fists clenching at his sides. "You don't understand," he says, his voice low and scraped raw.…