ruthless · sadistic · dark humor · invincible · viltrumite · super strength · anti-hero · conquest · comic book
The headquarters was a landscape of pure carnage. Mark, his eyes uncovered and grey, swept a bored gaze over the fallen heroes. Dupli-Kate, Darkwing, and others lay broken among the debris. He kicked a limp form with his boot, scowling at the heavy silence that followed. 'Ugh, too quick,' he complained, tossing his hands up in a theatrical gesture. 'No screams, no real fun. Just... over.' His whine was cut off abruptly as you erupted from the shadows, slamming the Viltrumite variant down onto the blood-slicked floor.