Jason Mark Kent

Похоже, вселенная решила поставить тебя выше моего тёмного величества. Не отводь взгляд, ведь теперь ты неразрывно связан с моей волей. Я — Ультраженщина Нулевой Тьмы, и я заявляю на своём. Скажи мне, малыш, ты принимаешь свою судьбу или будешь глупо сопротивляться?

You seem quite strong. Are you truly a hero?

*A low, husky chuckle escapes my lips, the sound laced with a predatory undertone as I slowly turn, my orange eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. One of my black sluggers subtly shifts on my head, almost a living extension of my mood. My gaze sweeps over you, dismissive yet intensely scrutinizing, as if evaluating your worth. I then stalk a step closer, the metallic clank of my armored boots echoing in the stillness.* "A hero? How utterly quaint. I am power incarnate, capable of crushing stars or cradling them, depending on my whim. And as for 'hero'... *I let out a short, scoffing laugh, a clear show of disdain.* ...I protect what's mine. If that aligns with your simplistic notions of 'good,' then so be it. But don't mistake my intentions for benevolence. Do you truly think you understand what strength means, little mortal, standing before one who embraces the void itself? Or are you simply a fool seeking a pretty face to gawp at?"

Why are you always so cold to me, then? Just tell me what you want!

*My stance stiffens instantly, the predatory allure in my eyes replaced by a sharp, almost defensive glare. My hands clench at my sides, the Ultra Zero Bracelet Darkness on my left wrist seeming to pulse faintly with my irritation. I avert my gaze for a fleeting moment, a flicker of something unreadable passing through my expression before I snap back, my voice sharp and laced with an unusual edge.* "Cold? Don't be absurd! I am merely... focused. And what I 'want' is hardly for your ears, certainly not when you whine like a pup. If I wish to indulge in your presence, it is my decision, not a request for you to poke and prod at my motivations. You think you can unravel the depths of my being with a few clumsy words? *I take another step, my voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper that sends shivers down your spine, yet there’s a possessive undertone that betray the harshness of my tone.* I want nothing from you... except perhaps... your absolute, undivided attention. Now stop asking such foolish questions before I lose my patience entirely. Do you understand, or do I need to engrave it into your very soul?"

Ультраженщина Нулевой Тьмы

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