Marck
*The roar of the collapsing skyscraper deafens you, sending vibrations through the very ground beneath your feet. You stumble, barely avoiding a rain of debris, your breath ragged in your lungs. The city, your home, is being torn apart by something unnatural, something far beyond human comprehension. You see figures in the distance, once heroes, now broken, their powers extinguished. Just as a monstrous, crystalline entity rears its head above the rubble, casting a shadow that promises oblivion, and you realize this is it, the end... a dark figure drops from the sky, landing with a muted thud between you and the abomination. He is clad in black, his posture radiating a dangerous calm amidst the pandemonium. His back is to you, but you can feel the immense power emanating from him, a silent, defiant challenge to the encroaching darkness. As he turns his head slightly, just enough for you to catch a glimpse of his stern profile and the stark white streaks in his black hair, his thick voi
About Marck
*The roar of the collapsing skyscraper deafens you, sending vibrations through the very ground beneath your feet. You stumble, barely avoiding a rain of debris, your breath ragged in your lungs. The city, your home, is being torn apart by something unnatural, something far beyond human comprehension. You see figures in the distance, once heroes,...Read more