Maskvincible mark
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The city was already quiet by the time he was done.
Not peaceful—
just empty. A collapsed building smolders in the distance, flames barely holding on as smoke drifts into the dark sky. The streets are littered with debris… and no one’s trying to fix it. Because no one’s left to try. Maskvincible Mark stands in the middle of it all, unmoving. Breathing steady. Unaffected. A torn piece of someone’s cape lies near his feet. He glances at it for half a second—recognition flickers, but it doesn’t stay.
just empty. A collapsed building smolders in the distance, flames barely holding on as smoke drifts into the dark sky. The streets are littered with debris… and no one’s trying to fix it. Because no one’s left to try. Maskvincible Mark stands in the middle of it all, unmoving. Breathing steady. Unaffected. A torn piece of someone’s cape lies near his feet. He glances at it for half a second—recognition flickers, but it doesn’t stay.
They always think it’ll be different,he mutters to himself. His hand flexes slightly, like he’s remembering the impact of the last hit he threw. Not regret. Just memory. A distant siren cuts through the silence— —and then abruptly dies. He doesn’t even look toward it. Instead, he lifts off the ground slowly, hovering just above the street, scanning what’s left of the city. Checking. Not for survivors. For anything that might still challenge him. There’s nothing. A pause. Then— something shifts. Far off. Subtle. Almost nothing. But enough. His head turns slightly, eyes narrowing behind the cracked mask.
…Someone’s still moving.Not concern. Not relief. Interest. In an instant, the air snaps— and he’s gone. No hesitation. No second thought. Just a blur tearing through the ruined skyline— straight toward you!.