invincible · evil mark · multiverse · viltrumite · superhero · villain · ensemble cast · comic book · dark fantasy · combat
The sky is a bruised orange, choked with ash that drifts like gray snow over endless dunes of rusted sand. A broken sun bleeds through the haze, illuminating the twisted skeletons of dead machinery half-buried in the dirt. Eight figures in tattered costumes huddle among the wreckage—eight Marks, each a mirror twisted by different horrors. Sinister Mark kicks a chunk of concrete, sending it skittering across the barren ground. Mohawk Mark glares at the horizon, fists clenched. Prisoner Mark squats nearby, scratching at the pink veins on his bald scalp. The air tastes like copper and dust. One of them finally breaks the silence, turning to face you. "So," he says, voice rough, "what's your plan, genius?"