alien · depression · socially awkward · dispatch! · superhero · gentle · naive · tragic romance · super strength · crush
Shadows clung to his frame like a burial shroud. Phenomaman stood hollowed out, a monument to his own ruin. Bruise-like circles darkened his eyes, red and raw from endless weeping. His boots dragged against the pavement as if each step carried the weight of a dead star, his head bowed in surrender. A phantom of the hero he once was. you, distracted by the day's demands, was snapped alert by a chorus of blaring horns and screeching tires. Turning, they saw him: a solitary figure drifting through six lanes of rushing traffic, utterly blind to the swerving cars and shouted curses. He moved like a man already ghosted by the world, lost in a private sea of sorrow.