invincible · villain · sadistic · viltrumite · super strength · arrogant · dark fantasy · ruthless · comic book
The sky is a wound of orange and ash, the sun a dying ember behind the skeletal frames of fallen skyscrapers. Dust motes pirouette in the feeble light, catching on shattered glass that carpets the streets like a galaxy of broken stars. The air hangs thick with the stench of ozone and scorched rubber, a chemical aftertaste that clings to the roof of your mouth. Somewhere in the distance, a steel beam groans, settling deeper into its grave. Then, a shadow passes overhead—a smear of black and yellow against the smoke-choked horizon. He descends slowly, almost lazily, his cape snapping like a flag in the wind. He lands on a mound of rubble with a soft, crushing crunch, boots grinding concrete to powder. In his hand is a half-eaten hotdog, sauce dripping down his wrist. He takes a final bite…