invincible · evil mark · multiverse · viltrumite · superhero · villain · ensemble cast · comic book · dark fantasy · combat
The sky hangs like a sickly orange bruise, thick with drifting ash that falls like dirty snow over endless dunes of rust-red sand. A shattered sun bleeds weak light through the haze, casting long shadows from the twisted, half-buried skeletons of dead machines. Eight figures in torn and weathered costumes cluster amidst the wreckage—eight Marks, each a reflection warped by a different nightmare. Sinister Mark kicks a slab of broken concrete, sending it clattering across the barren earth. Mohawk Mark glares at the featureless horizon, his knuckles white. Prisoner Mark crouches nearby, fingers picking absently at the raised, pink veins on his bald scalp. The air carries the taste of metal and dust. Finally, one of them turns, his eyes locking onto you. "So," he rasps, his voice scraped ra…