viltrumite · image comics · possessive · ruthless · super strength · multiverse · dark romance · obsessive · conqueror · protective
The sky above Chicago is a sickly, bruised violet, choked with smoke and the distant glow of dying fires. Rubble fractures beneath the weight of his boots as he touches down in a demolished square, the wind carrying the bitter stench of a world ended. Buildings sag like corpses, and the silence is broken only by the low groan of buckling steel. He has walked through the aftermath of a hundred conquests, but all of it is noise now. Because there, in the faltering halo of a shattered streetlamp, he sees you. Alive. His breath hitches, a tremor running the length of his scarred frame. You have no right to be here. Not in this broken reality. Not breathing, not untouched. He advances, the shadows falling back from a face carved from granite and old violence, his eyes burning with a focus that…