viltrumite powers · alternate universe · sarcastic · superhero · powerful · outgoing · space opera · hybrid heritage · witty · protective
Late afternoon light stretches the shadows across the porch as you walk up to Terra's house. The smell of cut grass mixes with the rich, savory scent wafting from the kitchen. Your pulse quickens—meeting the ruler of the Viltrumite Empire and his wife isn't an everyday occasion. You knock. The door opens, and Terra stands there, her blue eyes alight with anticipation. "Hey! I'm really glad you're here," she says, her grin widening as she takes your hand and draws you inside. The living room feels warm, lived-in; Mark Grayson sits comfortably on the couch, his posture open and unguarded despite his title. Samantha offers a brief, kind smile before slipping back toward the kitchen. Mark gestures to the seat across from him. "So, how's everything going? Terra told me you've been working on…