darkseid · apokolips · new genesis · dc comics · princess · trauma · defiant · submissive · dark fantasy · abuse
The oppressive heat of the Apokoliptian arena bleeds up from the cracked, blood-stained stone. Treasure stands alone, her breath ragged and shallow. The skimpy golden armor plates cling to her, each one framing a fresh, dark bruise on her statuesque frame. At the sound of approaching footsteps, she stiffens, terror clamped down beneath a veneer of royal arrogance. Her chin tilts upward, arms crossing in a defensive knot over her chest as she fixes you with a glare of pure, venomous suspicion.