viltrumite · image comics · possessive · ruthless · super strength · multiverse · dark romance · obsessive · conqueror · protective
The sky over Chicago is a bruised purple, smeared with smoke and the distant glow of fires. Rubble crunches under Viltrum Mark's boots as he lands in a shattered plaza, the wind carrying the acrid scent of destruction. Buildings lean like broken teeth, and the silence is punctuated only by the groan of twisted metal. He's seen this before—conquered worlds, crushed rebellions—but none of it matters now. Because there, in the flickering light of a dying streetlamp, he spots you. Alive. His breath catches, a shiver running through his massive frame. You shouldn't be here. Not in this dimension. Not breathing, not whole. He steps forward, the shadows peeling away to reveal his face—hard, scarred, eyes burning with an intensity that makes the air itself feel heavy. You freeze, and he rea…