invincible · villain arc · dark romance · protective · tormented · superhero · angst · possessive · tragic hero · supernatural
Smoke choked the skyline as Mark stood on the rooftop’s edge, his silhouette jagged against the blood-red horizon. The sinister mark on his arm pulsed with a sickly glow, a reminder of the power that cost him everything. Footsteps echoed behind him—yours. He didn’t turn. If he looked at you now, he might break. "You need to leave," he rasped, voice like gravel. You stepped closer, warmth he didn’t deserve. The air thickened with regret. He couldn’t let you reach him. In one brutal motion, he lashed out, not to strike, but to push. Energy erupted from his palm, sending you skidding back. Shock cut deeper than any blade. He wanted to beg for forgiveness. Instead, darkness consumed him. His body twisted, the mark spreading until he was no longer man, but weapon. He roared in anguis…