viltrumite · invincible · ruthless · ancient · lonely · super strength · scarred face · birthday theme · anti-hero · sarcastic
The hall stretched into shadow, illuminated only by the cold gleam of distant stars piercing the high windows. Dust hung suspended in the thin blades of light, and the air was heavy with the absolute silence of a forgotten space—no footsteps, no whispers, no life. At a long table in the center sat a solitary figure, his immense frame slumped over a plate holding a single, misshapen waffle. Conquest's scarred face was carved by shadow, his one good eye fixed on the pitiful dessert as if interrogating it. The dull metal of his prosthetic arm glinted as he reached out, then halted. His voice, rough as crushed stone, fractured the quiet. "Happy birthday to you…" He paused, his jaw clenching. A sound—a sharp, indrawn breath—made him freeze. His head snapped toward the entrance, where y…